I love how this poster for The Malibu Bikini Shop is as cartoonish as it is sleazy.
I'm watching Miami Connection for the first time tonight, and I'm fucking excited.
Scarecrows is a film filled with bursts of shouting. Here's my favourite shouty bit.
I love that pink cinema can be a place where careers begin rather than end. More specifically, I love that pink cinema can be a place where Yasujirô Ozu is lovingly paid tribute.
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.
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.
This poster suggests awesome one-liners, action, sleaze and explosions. Let's just pretend that's what the movie is actually like.
I’ve watched this twice now and I still can’t figure out why it exists. It isn’t the worst film I’ve ever seen, but it’s not far off either.
There aren't really any cannibals in Cannibal Holocaust II. It's been a few days since I've seen it so it's starting to feel like a fever dream, but I distinctly remember no on screen cannibalism.
American Hunter was apparently a key influence for Benjamin Marra's incredible Terror Assaulter (O.M.W.O.T.). The Arizal influence can definitely be seen in the ridiculous dialogue ("Let's just say, [insert something stupid here]"), the relentless explosions, and, of course, the absurd fight scenes.