In five minutes, you gave me Ken Foree in micro-shorts, full frontal nudity, and murder by steam room. By the time we got to the frozen flying eel, I was willing to pledge my very soul to you
One of the first heavy metal horror films, though it draws more from the Grand Guignol stage theatrics of KISS and Alice Cooper than the pentagrams and pantyhose of glam metal
If exploitation cinema can be traced to a single wellspring from which all its filth and fury flows, an argument can be made that said wellspring is Dwain Esper
This is one of those fragmented movie memories where the only thing I could remember was ‘Amanda Pays turns into a fish’ — and even that I convinced myself happened in Leviathan.
It turns out that no magical incantation or talisman was needed to defeat these particular mummies, but instead just a couple of supermodels hurling sticks of dynamite.
Da Khwar Lasme Spogmay is one of those cult movies that’s much more fun to read about than actually watch. It’s also much more fun to write about than actually watch.
It was assumed when the Twilight novels and movies took over the universe, that we would be inundated with similar works of weepy, melodramatic teen supernatural romance. While that may have been the case in literature — assisted no doubt by the fact that self-publishing for e-book readers means anyone with enough determination to finish…