When I was asked to do Mondo Exploito's final ever poster of the week, I felt strangely intimidated by the task. I've been lucky enough to contribute to Mondo Exploito since the beginning and it sure is sad to see it end.
I love how this poster for The Malibu Bikini Shop is as cartoonish as it is sleazy.
Do I really need to give a preamble to this poster? Everything that is great about it SCREAMS at you without the need for critical dissection.
The poster for Sometimes Aunt Martha Does Dreadful Things is a perfect example of less is more.
The dexterity it must require to perform such a lofty high kick while wearing roller skates is something I aspire to. This poster serves as motivation toward such a future goal.
How is it that a movie called Karate Bear Fighter — with Sonny Chiba in the lead, no less — managed to slip me by for my entire thirty years of life on this planet?
Browsing for posters suitable for 'poster of the week' status, there needs to be a certain quality that, for whatever reason, allows it to emerge from the mire. Sometimes that quality can be good and other times it can be bad. This falls into both categories.
Jaws was not exactly a film screaming for a porn parody, but hey, I'm glad it exists. Also, the title "Gums" is wonderfully unerotic.
This is one of those astonishing curiosities that boggles my mind in the best possible way. The italian poster for Massacre at Central High has literally NOTHING to do with the film and has been hilariously re-titled Sexy Jeans.
This poster suggests awesome one-liners, action, sleaze and explosions. Let's just pretend that's what the movie is actually like.