I was planning to share the Japanese poster for Cronenberg's Rabid, but then I came across this utterly insane Spanish poster... what the hell, Spain?!
Rambu is about to go on his own personal mission to smash everything in sight. And by everything, I mean everything.
For a film with a title made up of "rape" and an exclamation mark, Rape! is surprisingly well made and not nearly as exploitative as you'd expect.
I don't make a habit of sharing recent film posters, but this effort for 2011's Sound of My Voice is just too darn pretty and well executed.
In SS Girls, Mattei directly "borrows" from Salon Kitty and gives us a wild, and very silly, sexual training montage where SS-trained girls are forced to fuck fat and deformed men, fire guns, fence, and, uh, spin around in lycra suits.
Some of the best Hammer productions sit outside their signature genre of period horror. What Hammer did as well as - or perhaps even better than - colourful Gothic horror was stark, stripped back, black and white crime-thrillers.
What we have here is Jesus Christ Disco Superstar. Jesus comes to earth to take on the mafia, disco style.
I can't remember where Return of the Street Fighter ranks in the franchise, but I love this weirdly cartoonish poster.
The Fine Art features an unintentionally hilarious moment where Jeremy Wallace reacts terribly to a sad piece of information.
The title, Super Erotic Businessman, is fucking incredible, the movie itself is decidedly not. I really don't know who could possibly squeeze any sort of sexual gratification out of this.
Despite not having any artistic merit, or original ideas of their own, there is a clear identity being celebrated by the band and their fan-base. An obnoxious identity, but it's a strong one and it lends the film an individuality that is missing from most other hip-hop centric films.