I love how this poster for The Malibu Bikini Shop is as cartoonish as it is sleazy.
I say definitely give The Zero Boys a shot. It's a neat take on slashers, survival horror, and action that, judging by the fact that I hadn't heard of it in the twenty-five years I've walked this Earth, gets overlooked way too often.
Gore-met's video cover brings back waves of nostalgia. I remember seeking it out every time my parents and I visited the local video store, staring at it from a safe distance.
Brigitte Lahaie is a tough as nails cop who has to take down a gang of snuff and bestiality producing pornographers after they kidnap a girl. Cue gun fights and lots of running. So obviously with all that in mind, this is fucking amazing, right? Uh... well...
When you call your film Ozone: The Attack of the Redneck Mutants, you do so with the understanding you are engaging in a certainly level of deliberate b-grade dreck. It stands to reason that when developing imagery to advertise such a film, that imagery will also waltz toward a similar level of b-grade dreck-ed-ness.
I was thinking about Tim Kincaid, gay porn auteur and the genius behind Robot Holocaust, today, and that got me dribbling over the many lovely painted posters for his films. Here's one I particularly dig, the poster for his 1986 effort Breeders.
As a film soundtrack aficionado, there are times when you come across a score of a quality far exceeding the film in which it was recorded for. I’m not about to suggest that Ted Nicolaou’s 1986 film, TerrorVision doesn’t have its ardent fans. Its slapstick stupidity and terrible alien puppetry were made for cult audiences to fall...