Showing posts with label Exploitation. Show all posts
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Wednesday, February 25, 2026

February Quick Picks and Pans

 

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Elizabeth Harvest (2018) Elizabeth (Abbey Lee), a young trophy wife, arrives home with her rich middle-aged husband, Henry (CiarĂ¡n Hinds), but it doesn’t take long for her to realize something isn’t quite right about the ultramodern household. He stresses that the house and its contents belong to her, but admonishes Elizabeth not to enter one basement room. When he leaves for an overnight business trip, the room’s secret is too irresistible for her to ignore. Writer/director Sebastian Gutierrez fashioned a thoughtful modern-day science fiction spin on the classic Bluebeard tale, pondering the consequences of unfettered wealth coupled with unethical scientific practices.

Rating: ***½. Available on Blu-ray, DVD and Kanopy 

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Black Zoo (1963) The final film in producer Herman Cohen’s horror trilogy with Michael Gough (preceded by Horrors of the Black Museum and Konga), might be a notch below the first two titles, but it still entertains. This time around, Gough plays Michael Conrad, the owner of a private zoo in Hollywood. His abusive relationship with his alcoholic wife Edna (Jeanne Cooper) and mute son Carl (Rod Lauren) carries over to the mistreatment of Joe (Elisha Cook, Jr.), his employee. When he’s not tending to his zoo, he attends meetings with a secret animal-centered cult, with anyone who displeases him becoming a target for his retribution. He carries out his dirty work with a couple of big cats and a gorilla (played by a guy in an unconvincing ape costume). Gough chews the scenery as Conrad, a character you love to hate, with his over-the-top performance worth the price of admission alone. 

Rating: ***. Available on DVD

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The Glove (1979) John Saxon plays small-time bounty hunter Sam Kellog, who’s looking for the one big score that will save his finances and keep his ex-wife in alimony payments. His hopes seem to be answered when the possibility of a $20,000 reward falls in his lap. His only obstacle is catching dangerous ex-con Victor Hale (Rosey Grier), who broke bail and skipped town. Now, Hale is on a one-man mission to get even with his sadistic former jailors, using a medieval-looking metal-reinforced glove to pummel them into the next county. Despite his character’s violent tendencies, Grier manages to make his character (who’s arguably done more for his community than Sam) too likeable as Kellog’s nemesis. Ultimately, director Ross Hagen’s ersatz-gritty urban drama is a little too sanitized to carry its pulpy premise – for a movie about a deadly gauntlet, it sure pulls its punches. 

Rating: **½. Available on Tubi

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Demented Death Farm Massacre (aka: Honey Britches, Shantytown Honeymoon) (1971) A group of jewel thieves lay low in a backwoods shack with a young woman and her middle-aged, bible-verse-spouting husband. Predictably, things don’t go well. This cheapie would-be exploitation flick went by many names, but no matter what you call it, it’s bad. Originally directed by Donn Davison in 1971, the film was purchased by Fred Olen Ray in 1986, who inserted new footage of a decrepit-looking John Carradine, and sold it to Troma for a profit. As a result, we get a few tacked-on non-sequitur scenes with Carradine (who died only a couple of years later) commenting on the hellish torments that await the characters in the afterlife. Neither gory enough, nor sexy or quotable enough, this disappoints on every level. 

Rating: *½. Available on Tubi



Sunday, December 8, 2024

The John Saxon Blogathon Is Here – Day 3 Recap

 

John Saxon Blogathon

Whew! It’s already Day 3 of the John Saxon Blogathon, hosted by Yours Truly and Gill Jacob of Realweegiemidget Reviews. I don’t know about you, but these past three days have flown by too quickly. Today’s batch is the biggest yet, with seven new posts!

John Saxon - Tenebrae

Note: Since Gill and I are posting our Wrap-Up post on Tuesday, please send any late posts to both of us. If your post isn’t quite ready, we’ll post your link on Tuesday’s Wrap Up post. Post a comment below, email me at barry_cinematic@yahoo.com, or reach me on Bluesky (@barrycinematic.bsky.social), Instagram (@barry_cinematic), or Twitter (@barry_cinematic). You may also contact Gill by commenting on her post, through her blog’s Contact Me page, or on Bluesky (@realweegiemidge.bsky.social).

 

Be sure to visit the recaps from days One and Two: 

Day 1 

Day 2  

… And now, on with Day 3’s submissions (and stay tuned for Tuesday’s wrap up):

A Nightmare on Elm Street

Terence from A Shroud of Thoughts reviews A Nightmare on Elm Street (1984). Sweet dreams!

 

The Rockford Files 

Catch Dubsism’s look at The Rockford Files episode, “Portrait of Elizabeth” (1976). 

The Swiss Conspiracy
Cross Shot

Kristina brings us our third double-feature of the blogathon, The Swiss Conspiracy (1976) and Cross Shot (1976). 

 

Cannibals in the Streets 

Hey, what’s eating you? Don’t forget to check out John’s (at Tales from the Freakboy Zone) review of Cannibals in the Streets (1980). 

 

The Glove

Frank from Smoke in the Library tries The Glove (1979) on for size.

The Cardinal

Eric Binford from Diary of a Movie Maniac is back for a review of The Cardinal (1963). 

Tenebrae

… And Yours Truly presents a look at Dario Argento’s stylish giallo, Tenebrae (1982).


See you Tuesday!


Monday, March 25, 2024

Exploitation Month II Quick Picks and Pans

 

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The Big Bird Cage (1972) Here’s the movie that put Pam Grier on the map as a force to be reckoned with. Grier and Sid Haig star as revolutionaries Blossom and Django, who infiltrate a Philippine prison camp lorded over by an evil warden (is there any other kind in these movies?) and his sadistic guards. The title refers to an elaborate (and treacherous) sugar mill designed by the warden (Andres Centenera). Anitra Ford appears in a notable role as Terry, a prisoner wrongly accused of being in cahoots with Django. It’s as tasteless as it’s engaging, featuring copious nudity, catfights galore, and some unfortunate gay stereotypes. Dubious elements aside, writer/director Jack Hill’s women-in-prison flick is briskly paced and a hell of a lot of fun.   

Rating: ***½. Available on Blu-ray, DVD and Freevee 

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Foxy Brown (1974) Pam Grier secures her place as one of the most electrifying stars of the ‘70s as the eponymous protagonist of this blaxploitation classic, another strong entry from director Jack Hill. After Foxy’s federal agent boyfriend is gunned down by thugs, she vows revenge against Katherine Wall (Kathryn Loder) and her prostitution/drug ring. Antonio Fargas co-stars as Foxy’s ne'er-do-well brother Link, who’s in the hole for $20,000, and Sid Haig enjoys a brief appearance as a gung-ho pilot. With brains and beauty in equal measures, our title heroine proves she’s more than a match for the bad guys. 

Rating: ***½. Available on Blu-ray, DVD and Tubi

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Mudhoney (1965) Set in Depression-era rural Missouri, Russ Meyer’s accidental morality tale packs a surprising dramatic wallop. Calif McKinney (John Furlong) a recently paroled convict, takes a job on a farm run by Hannah, a lonely woman, and her uncle Lute (Antoinette Cristiani and Stuart Lancaster, respectively). While Calif discovers he’s falling in love with Hannah, he must reconcile his past, and contend with her alcoholic, mean-spirited husband Sidney (Hal Hopper). Meanwhile, temptations abound at a nearby cathouse run by Maggie (Princess Livingston) and her vivacious daughters. With this being a Meyer film, he doesn’t miss an opportunity to focus on the finer aspects of female anatomy, but there’s much more to this movie than mere sexploitation. Mudhoney boasts some excellent performances by a talented cast, tackling serious themes including abusive relationships, redemption, and religious hypocrisy. 

Rating: ***½. Available on DVD (out of print)  

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Robotrix (1991) This Category III sci-fi comedy from director/co-writer Jamie Luk steals (ahem!) – borrows liberally from Robocop and The Terminator. When policewoman Linda (Chikako Aoyama) is mortally wounded in the line of duty, her consciousness is transplanted to an android body by Dr. Sara (Siu-dan Hui) and her buxom assistant Anna (Amy Yip), who also happens to be an android. Linda is employed to hunt down Ryuichi Sakamoto (Chung Lin) an evil robotics scientist who places his own mind into one of his murderous creations. With an abundance of sex, violence and sophomoric humor (think of a script written by and for 15-year-old boys, and you get the idea), Robotrix is stupid, silly fun worth checking out, despite its frequent excesses. 

Rating: ***. Available on Blu-ray and DVD

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Sweden: Heaven and Hell (1968) One of many so-called “Mondo” documentaries, Luigi Scattini’s film is an “adults only” pastiche of lurid material under the guise of being an exposĂ© of Swedish society. Focusing on the denizens of Stockholm, it examines a variety of subjects, including sex education, contraception, adoption (including footage of an actual birth), saunas, drug abuse, and more. The scenes are loosely organized, jumping randomly from one topic to another, and tied together by a rather judgmental narrator. This relic from the ‘60s is probably best known for the “Mana Mana” song, put to better use by Jim Henson for Sesame Street and The Muppet Show

Rating: **½. Available on DVD

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Mr. No Legs (aka: The Gun Fighter) (1975) Director Ricou Browning (the man in the Creature from the Black Lagoon costume and creator of the TV show Flipper) serves up a slice of sleaze with this sub-par action movie. The title refers to an unpleasant legless mob enforcer (Ted Vollrath) who rolls around in a wheelchair equipped with two hidden double-barrel shotguns. Richard Jaeckel, John Agar and Rance Howard try their best, given the substandard material, but most of the other performances are amateurish. Most of the movie looks cheap (the setting for the perfunctory bar fight seems to be made of cardboard), but the stunts are better than you’d expect. The ragged-looking print for the Blu-ray was apparently pieced together from several surviving elements, but I wonder why anyone bothered. 

Rating: **. Available on Blu-ray 

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Savage Streets (1984) Linda Blair stars as Brenda, a “high schooler” (Blair was 25 at the time) who ends up on the bad side of some “juvenile” delinquents (Robert Dryer, who was 34, plays the leader) out for revenge. When her deaf/mute sister Heather (Linnea Quigley) is raped and her best friend Francine (Lisa Freeman) is killed, she plans her own brand of revenge. John Vernon appears in a thankless role as the ineffectual school principal (he doesn’t do much beyond sneering and threatening). The movie’s very disturbing (and drawn-out) rape scene would have been better off left on the cutting room floor. The filmmakers don’t miss any opportunities to show bare flesh (whether it’s integral to the story or not) and violence towards women. The soundtrack adds insult to injury, chock-full of execrable power ballads that describe the plot (“There’s a time for revenge…”). Even Linda Blair fans might want to skip it. 

Rating: *½. Available on Blu-ray and DVD

 

Monday, March 18, 2024

Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!

 

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(1965) Directed by Russ Meyer; Written by Jackie Moran and Russ Meyer; Starring: Tura Satana, Haji, Lori Williams, Ray Barlow, Sue Bernard; Dennis Busch, Stuart Lancaster and Paul Trinka; Available on Blu-ray and DVD

Rating: ****

Billie, Varla and Rosie

“I like men with big appetites. Only, I could never find one to match mine.” – Varla (Tura Satana)

“I did this because it became difficult for films to be playing in drive-ins. People in Texas, Oklahoma, were busting me – a lot of problems. So, I started with the boys first, three tough boys… made a lot of money. Then I said to Eve, my wife, ‘Why don’t we do one with three bad girls?’ It laid an egg – just died, this picture. No one cared about Faster, Pussycat. Rejected the film… This wasn’t discovered until many years later. Became a big hit, mega hit…” – Russ Meyer (from DVD commentary)

Today’s offering is the movie that John Waters once called the greatest film ever made. While I don’t think I could quite make the same proclamation, Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! is a damned entertaining classic of its kind, especially noteworthy for the many movies and filmmakers it inspired. Ex-WW II army photographer Russ Meyer catapulted to fame with his nudie cutie The Immoral Mr. Teas (1959), before graduating to films with rougher content. Shot in the Mohave (California) desert where temperatures approached 120 degrees, Faster, Pussycat captures the stark beauty of the unforgiving landscape and its tawdry story in glorious black and white.

 

Varla, Rosie, Linda and Tommy

Three go-go dancers,* Varla, Rosie and Billie (Tura Satana, Haji, Lori Williams), wearing outfits that seem several sizes too small, drive to the California desert for burning rubber** and general debauchery. Their revelry is interrupted when they encounter Tommy (Ray Barlow), a would-be hot-shot racer, and his fawning teenage girlfriend Linda (Sue Bernard). Varla, the group’s default leader, quickly cuts him down to size, and in an ensuing scuffle, breaks his back. The women leave his body on the desert sand, and kidnap Linda while they calculate their next move. Through an overeager gas station attendant (Michael Finn), they learn about an old disabled man (Stuart Lancaster) who lives on a nearby farm with his two sons (Paul Trinka and Dennis Busch) and a hidden fortune. They soon set their sights on the farm, scheming to find his money while seducing the brothers. 

* Fun Fact #1: The go-go dancing scene at the beginning was filmed at a real club, The Pink Pussycat, in Van Nuys, California, complete with leering patrons. 

** Fun Fact #2: Lori Williams commented that she lied to Meyer about her ability to drive when she was offered the part, leaving her with no recourse but to learn prior to filming.

Varla

It’s Tura Satana’s* movie all the way as the irrepressible Varla. Clad head-to-toe in black, with long raven hair to match, she commands our attention whenever she’s on screen. She’s the antithesis of the shrinking violet, making men and women alike quiver. She does whatever she wants, whenever she wants, and with whomever (“I never try anything. I just do it.”). When she pounds Tommy to a pulp,** we never doubt for a second that she’s capable of virtually anything. Satana plays the role as if she was born to play it, with a potent mixture of wanton sexual energy and the omnipresent threat of violence. She was apparently so convincing in the bad girl role that co-stars Williams and Bernard,*** fearing for their personal safety, afforded her a wide berth. 

* Fun Fact #3: Meyers had a “no sex” policy for the performers during filming, which Satana proceeded to break. She argued with Meyers that she wouldn’t be able to continue with the shoot under his conditions, so they struck a bargain, where she confined the object of her amorous encounters to the assistant cameraman. 

** Fun Fact #4: As a practitioner of martial arts (including karate and judo), Satana orchestrated her fight scenes. 

*** Fun Fact #5: Satana claimed that she couldn’t get a reaction from Bernard, so she went out of her way to make Bernard hate her (“I scared the living crap out of that girl.”).

Billie and The Vegetable

Haji (Real name: Barbarella Catton) also makes a big impression as the group’s nominal second-in-command (and Varla’s enforcer), Rosie. Although it’s never expressly stated, it’s implied that she and Varla are lovers. When Varla makes the moves on Kirk, the older brother, Rosie becomes visibly distraught, forced to suppress her hurt and anger for the sake of her partner’s plans. Rounding out the trio is Lori Williams as Billie, the outlier of the group. While she half-heartedly plays the bad girl part, she’d much rather be dancing on a stage somewhere (less scheming and more dreaming). In one scene, she makes her intentions clear, biding her time for the right moment to jettison the other two. Unfortunately for Billie, she learns too late that no one leaves Varla without her say-so.  

Linda Gagged by Varla

As the diminutive Linda, Sue Bernard* presents a sharp contrast to the three statuesque women. Short and cloyingly sweet, she’s the embodiment of the wholesome, “all-American” beach bunny, happy to stand on the sidelines and cheer her boyfriend on, while sublimating her identity. She’s the polar opposite of the rough-and-tumble Varla, who refuses to define herself within the context of any man. 

* Fun Fact #6: According to Satana, Bernard’s mother insisted on micromanaging the production as it related to her daughter. Things came to a head when Satana threatened to leave the production after a week of shooting, unless the mother left. Guess who got their way?

The Vegetable, Kirk, and The Old Man

Faster, Pussycat features a strong supporting performance by Russ Meyer regular Stuart Lancaster as the bitter, wheelchair-bound Old Man.* Physically and mentally twisted after he lost the use of his legs from a train accident, he’s become a misogynistic misanthrope who blames women for his misfortune. The Old Man’s hatred for women is only matched by his disdain for his brawny, mentally challenged younger son, “The Vegetable” (Dennis Busch), whom he blames for killing his mother during childbirth. If The Vegetable seems to be modeled after Lenny from Of Mice and Men, his soft-spoken, reflective older brother Kirk (Paul Trinka) is analogous to George. 

* Fun Fact #7: “Old” is relative, as Lancaster was only 45 at the time.

Varla, Rosie, and The Old Man

It’s easy to see why audiences didn’t know what hit them when Faster, Pussycat debuted. Russ Meyer turned the tables on the usual depictions of men as the aggressors and women as the passive recipients of their violent acts. (Spoiler Alert) Even Linda, the damsel in distress, is forced in the end to step up and take action, instead of waiting for a man to save her. So, is Faster, Pussycat about women’s empowerment or is that merely window dressing to justify the main characters wearing revealing outfits and engaging in catfights? Knowing Russ Meyer’s usual modus operandi, he was obviously motivated by the latter, but the strong, independent women in the film were a serendipitous byproduct. Bucking the status quo, however, has its consequences. For all its counterculture posturing, Faster, Pussycat has a simple morality tale at its core, where only the virtuous come out on top.

Linda and The Vegetable

The film’s crisp black and white cinematography is perfect for a story told in bold contrasts and broad strokes. Like its antihero protagonist Varla, there’s nothing namby-pamby about it. Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! was made for drive-ins (ironically the same market it was created for, and where it bombed). Years ahead of its time, it transcended its exploitation origins to become something much more. Its DNA can be seen in John Waters’ anti-establishment antiheroes (particularly as embodied by Divine), or in the Stray Cat Rock series starring Meiko Kaji. Anything that represents a significant paradigm shift is likely to have difficulty finding acceptance at first, but Faster, Pussycat eventually captured its audience. Change was on the cinematic and societal horizon, and it was only a matter of time before filmgoers realized what they were missing.

 

Sources for this article: DVD commentary by Russ Meyer; “Go, Pussycat Go” making-of featurette (2004); Russ Meyer interview, by Jim Morton, Incredibly Strange Films  

Tuesday, March 12, 2024

Turkey Shoot

 

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(1982) Directed by Brian Trenchard-Smith; Written by Jon George and Neill D. Hicks; Story by George Schenck, R. Wayland Williams and David Lawrence; Starring: Steve Railsback, Olivia Hussey, Michael Craig, Carmen Duncan, Noel Ferrier, Lynda Stoner, Roger Ward, Michael Petrovich and Gus Mercurio; Available on Blu-ray and DVD 

Rating: *** 

“We are all part of a great society. One which is the product of many generations of thought. While it is true that in the past, mistakes have been made, we now know that society depends on the wholehearted cooperation of every one of its members. There is no room for shirkers, malcontents or deviants. And we are here to help you gain your rightful places in that great society. Freedom is obedience. Obedience is work. Work is life.” – Thatcher (Michael Craig)

Prison Sign

Turkey Shoot (aka: Escape 2000 in the U.S.) rode the wave of Ozploitation films from the ‘70s and ‘80s, which promised excessive violence, flashes of gratuitous nudity, and death-defying stunts – a combination unpopular with critics but ideal for international audiences, hungry for movies that traipsed on the wild side. Director Brian-Trenchard Smith* described his movie as “a bit of a train wreck,” with a budget that was cut in half (to $1.6 million),**/*** just before shooting commenced. The lack of funds necessitated making concessions to the script: the filmmakers cut out the first 15 pages, which would have set up the dystopian society only hinted at by the rest of the film. Another four pages, depicting a climactic helicopter chase, were trimmed from the screenplay, and the shooting schedule (on location north of Queensland) was reduced to 28 days. 

* Fun Fact #1: Trenchard Smith commented: “I make a lot of films for pubescent males, being a perpetual pubescent male, perhaps.” 

** Fun Fact #2: According to Trenchard-Smith, the film was originally set in Depression-era America, circa 1933, but that changed to sometime in the near future, presumably someplace in Australia. 

*** Fun Fact #3: The prison camp set was designed for 500 extras, but only featured 20 to 70 at most, depending on the daily demands of the shoot.

Paul Anders

The opening credit sequence attempts to bridge the gap in the script’s missing prologue, through a montage of news clips depicting civil unrest. We can infer that the resulting future society of 1995 (!) has devolved into a police state, where individual rights have taken a backseat to control of the masses. In the following scene, we’re introduced to three of the key players, as they arrive to their assigned prison camp. Paul Anders (Steve Railsback), who has the most substantial backstory, is a repeat-offender – a political dissident who runs a covert radio show.* For Chris Walters (Olivia Hussey), it’s guilt by association as the formerly law-abiding shop owner is arrested for the misfortune of having the wrong friends. It’s not entirely clear why the third prisoner, Rita (Lynda Stoner), was sentenced to prison, although one can presume it has something to do with her freewheeling attitude, which seems counter to the ultraconservative sensibilities embodied by the sadistic warden, Thatcher (Michael Craig). Accompanying the warden is a small army of guards, who cater to his whims (and some of their own). Not long after they arrive, the new convicts are granted clemency, but there’s a catch. They must survive the hunt. 

* Fun Fact #4: The policeman who whacks Anders with his truncheon is none other than Trenchard-Smith.

Thatcher

In a movie not distinguished by its subtlety, Turkey Shoot features a surprisingly understated standout performance by veteran actor Michael Craig as the empathy-challenged warden Thatcher (guess who he’s named after?). He spews government-sanctioned rhetoric about rehabilitation, while exhibiting blatant disregard for the welfare of the prisoners. Craig (who wrote much of his own dialogue) hits the right notes as a career-minded mouthpiece for the ruling class and its calculating propaganda. Steve Railsback does an admirable job as Thatcher’s nemesis, Paul Anders, who refuses to succumb to the will of the fascist government. He represents the unbroken spirit that Thatcher detests, refusing to buckle under intimidation tactics. Even if it kills him, he’s determined to send the message that no jail can hold him for long.

Paul Anders and Chris Walters Watch in Horror

Olivia Hussey reportedly didn’t enjoy the shoot,* which comes across in her visibly uncomfortable performance (when Hussey objected to a nude scene, a body double was brought in). On the other hand, her unease works fairly well for the character, who’s very much a fish out of water. It takes very little time for the once-compliant model citizen to become disillusioned when she witnesses the abuses of the people in power. 

* Fun Fact #5: According to another cast member, Hussey was terrified by the prospect of being outdoors with Australia’s native wildlife.

Ritter

Ex-pro wrestler Roger Ward creates an appropriately imposing presence as the vicious Chief Guard Ritter, who doles out punishment with a sneer. In one of the most difficult scenes to watch, Ritter beats and kicks a diminutive female prisoner to death, followed by a later sequence when he sets an escapee on fire. Similarly, Gus Mercurio chews the scenery as Red, a man who takes pleasure in ensuring the inmates’ lives are a perpetual living hell. Of course, both characters’ appalling behavior are designed to manipulate the audience, so their horrible comeuppance can supply some much-needed catharsis.

The Hunters Before the Hunt

What would a variation of The Most Dangerous Game be without a cast of cartoonishly villainous hunters? Tito (Michael Petrovich) drives a mini-bulldozer with his trusty sidekick from a sideshow, the beast-man Alph (played by wrestler Steve Rackman), who has a penchant for inflicting pain (and munching human toes). Secretary Mallory (Noel Ferrier) is the picture of excess, with his portly stature, cigar, and phallic firearm. While it certainly seemed several of the male actors were enjoying themselves with their over-the-top roles, the only actress who seemed to be having fun was Carmen Duncan as amoral Jennifer. She dresses as if she’s about to attend a posh soirĂ©e with the upper crust, instead of killing unarmed prisoners in cold blood. Her weapon of choice is a crossbow with an assortment of arrows. She enjoys inflicting pain and satisfying her insatiable libido with equal gusto. Both appetites are intertwined as she sets her eyes on Rita. 

Alph

Brian Trenchard-Smith described Turkey Shoot as “1984 meets The Camp on Blood Island,” blending trashy excess with social commentary (dubious crimes and disproportionate punishment, as befits a society hellbent on controlling its citizens). Predictably, Turkey Shoot wasn’t a hit with Australian critics expecting high-minded entertainment, but that didn’t stop it from connecting with audiences to become a modest hit. Trenchard-Smith acknowledged it for what it was, a low-brow crowd pleaser with some heavy-handed satire thrown in for good measure. While the delivery is clunky in parts, Turkey Shoot reminds us that dystopian films never go out of style (we love to see the oppressed fight the oppressors). Although you might not respect yourself in the morning, it’s not a bad way to spend 90 minutes or so.

 

Sources for this article: Severin Blu-ray commentary by Brian Trenchard-Smith; “Turkey Shoot: Blood and Thunder Memories” documentary 

 

Tuesday, July 25, 2023

Orgy of the Dead

 

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(1965) Directed by Stephen C. Apostolof (as A.C. Stephen); Screenplay by Edward D. Wood, Jr.; Based on the novel by Edward D. Wood, Jr.; Starring: Criswell, Fawn Silver, Pat Barrington, William Bates and John Andrews; Available on Blu-ray and DVD 

Rating: **½

Criswell

“I am Criswell. For years, I have told the almost unbelievable, related the unreal and showed it to be more than a fact. Now I tell a tale of the threshold people, so astounding that some of you may faint. This is a story of those in the twilight time. Once human, now monsters, in a void between the living and the dead. Monsters to be pitied, monsters to be despised. A night with the ghouls, the ghouls reborn from the innermost depths of the world.” – Criswell (as the Head Ghoul)

The Mummy and the Wolfman

 "Hey, are we even in the right movie?"

We live in a wondrous age when so many cinematic obscurities are available to purchase on DVD and Blu-ray through so-called “boutique” labels (Indicator, Severin, etc…). Suddenly, movies that were lost, forgotten, or simply hard to find are miraculously available to clutch in our grubby little paws. As with everything, however, it’s a blessing and a curse, which is a good way to describe Edward D. Wood Jr.’s Orgy of the Dead. While Mr. Wood didn’t direct (those chores went to Stephen C. Apostolof, aka: A.C. Stephen), he wrote the script, based on his novel with the same title, and was a fixture on the film set (providing casting assistance and as a production manager). Apostolof’s first (and best known) collaboration with Wood took many of the themes we’ve come to expect from Wood, transplanting them to the “nudie cutie” genre (or should I say, “nudie ghoulie”?). The movie was barely a blip on the radar when it was released, with a tagline, “Are you heterosexual?” that seemed more like a taunt to its potential audience (assuming they knew what “heterosexual” meant) rather than an invitation to see it in the theater.

The Black Ghoul and The Emperor of the Dead

The inimitable Criswell*/** rises out of his coffin to greet the audience as our guide to the hoary netherworld, the Emperor of the Dead. Meanwhile, our slack-jawed “protagonists,” Shirley and Bob (Pat Barrington and William Bates) are out for an evening drive (okay, day-for-night drive) on a treacherously twisty road, when Bob loses control and crashes. The shaken but not visibly injured couple stumble into a graveyard, and thus begins their night of terror, as they witness the damned receiving their just desserts. The Emperor and his mistress, The Black Ghoul (Fawn Silver), preside over the night’s festivities, judging each condemned participant like a beauty pageant. Only Ed Wood would think to tell what basically amounts to a series of morality tales told through striptease acts. 

* Fun Fact #1: According to Ed Wood biographer, Rudolph Grey, Criswell’s cape in the film was previously worn by Bela Lugosi in Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein (1948). 

** Fun Fact #2: Criswell was a constant source of irritation for director Stephen C. Apostolof, as he didn’t memorize his lines. During filming, Criswell read from cue cards, held by Ed Wood.

Bob and Shirley

 Our "Heroes"

The Emperor metes out the ultimate judgment awaiting several women in the afterlife, but first they must dance for him. Unfortunately for the poor audience, it gets redundant after a while (lather, rinse, repeat), with one bump and grind act (performed by professional exotic dancers) blending into another, albeit with a horror veneer (Throw in a fog machine, scatter a few skulls around, and voilĂ , instant horror!). One of the more imaginative acts, inspired by Goldfinger, features Pat Barrington (in a second role and a blonde wig) as a woman who was obsessed with gold so much, she’s dipped in a bubbling cauldron of the shiny ore. In another sequence, an “indigenous” woman (Bunny Glaser) is consumed by flames. Whoever said cultural appropriation couldn’t be sexy? Well… everyone, but that didn’t stop Apostolof and Wood from presenting their vision of hell. The preponderance of women in various states of undress begs the question, however, what happens to men who committed some sort of wrong during their lives? Are they also condemned to shake their moneymaker in the afterlife, or do they somehow get a free pass? Or is that what’s going on in an adjacent crypt? So many burning questions, so few answers. But I digress… 

 

Dancer and Skeleton

The Emperor and Black Ghoul’s captive audience, Shirley and Bob watch on in what could be construed as horror and disgust. Perhaps Barrington and Bates, were aiming for conflicted, but instead they look merely confused. I suppose you can’t place all the blame on the actors’ apparent lack of talent (What’s their motivation? You got me). This is where Apostolof needed to step in as the director, providing the necessary input to adjust their performances. Then again, you can only do so much with the hand that’s dealt to you. One performer who needed little provocation to get in character was Criswell being (ahem) Criswell.* Expect multiple shots of Criswell and his ghoul friend reacting to the various acts (“This pleases me…”), yet they’re rarely in the same shot as the dancers, leading me to suspect they filmed their scenes on different days from the dancers. The Black Ghoul,** who resembles the missing link between Vampira and Elvira, doesn’t have much dialogue, but has a presence, nonetheless, as the Emperor’s mostly silent partner. She has the hots for Shirley, but vanishes in a puff of smoke before she can act on her presumably libidinous impulses. 

* Fun Fact #3: Before he started his psychic schtick, he would appear on TV commercials in Los Angeles in the early 1950s, shilling Criswell Family Vitamins. Soon, his media presence would morph into a more lucrative job as a psychic with the show, Criswell Predicts. 

** Fun Fact #4: Fawn Silver (married to showbiz attorney Ron Silver), insisted on having no nude scenes, and brought her own hairdresser and makeup person on the set.

 

The Black Ghoul Terrorizes Bob and Shirley

According to filmmaker Frank Henenlotter (who provided the commentary, along with Rudolph Grey), Orgy of the Dead was something of an anomaly when it was released in 1965, since the age of the nudie cutie had already passed. On the other hand, the fact that it was somewhat out of touch with the trends of the time (when other independent genre filmmakers had moved on to the “roughies”) scarcely seems to matter now – it exists as an almost quaint curio from a bygone era. Perhaps the most surprising thing about Orgy of the Dead is how good it looks, thanks to camerawork by Robert Caramico, and the gorgeous transfer from the twisted folks at Vinegar Syndrome. Although Ed Wood didn’t direct the film, it has his indelible mark on everything, including the choice dialogue you’ve come to expect, with the added bonus of Criswell in color. Admittedly, it’s also a bit of a slog to sit through, with the repetitive strip acts, but depending on your tolerance for kitsch, it might be worth a peek. If you’re an Ed Wood completist, it’s essential viewing. For all others, proceed cautiously.

 

Sources for this article: Vinegar Syndrome Blu-ray commentary by Rudolph Grey and Frank Henenlotter; Nightmare in Ecstasy by Rudolph Grey; Findagrave.com 

 

Thursday, March 23, 2023

March Quick Picks and Pans

Blue Monkey Poster

Blue Monkey (aka: Insect) (1987) In this entertaining mess, an old hospital becomes ground zero for a new species of giant insect with an accelerated reproductive rate. Police detective Jim Bishop (Steve Railsback) teams up with Dr. Rachel Carson (Gwynyth Walsh) to stop the deadly infestation. John Vernon plays a hospital administrator more concerned with bad publicity than a potential health epidemic. Things get a bit muddled with too many threads about the hospital’s various patients, including parents-to-be George and Sandra Baker (played by SCTV alums Joe Flaherty and Robin Duke) and a group of  precocious little tykes (featuring a very young Sarah Polley). Quibbles aside, it’s a solid B-monster movie, albeit with updated practical effects. 

Rating: ***½. Available on Blu-ray and Tubi

Cowards Bend the Knee Poster

Cowards Bend the Knee (2003) Looking for a change of pace? How about some more insanity from Winnipeg-based filmmaker Guy Maddin? This dreamlike, black-and-white silent film, told in 10 chapters, follows the exploits of Maroons star hockey player Guy Maddin (played by Darcy Fehr), as he falls into a love triangle between femme fatale Meta (Melissa Dionisio) and the ghost of his deceased girlfriend Veronica (Amy Stewart). In a nod to The Hands of Orlac (1924), he embarks on a murderous rampage, convinced that he’s possessed by newly transplanted hands from Meta’s father. What does it all mean? Who knows? Just roll with it. 

Rating: ***½. Available on DVD and Kanopy

The White Buffalo Poster

The White Buffalo (1977) Director J. Lee Thompson’s western fable (based on a novel by Richard Sale) had an undeserved reputation for being a box office and critical flop when it was released, but it deserves a reappraisal. What if Wild Bill Hickock (Charles Bronson) teamed up with Crazy Horse (Will Sampson) to hunt a mythical albino buffalo? While the western action (including the obligatory bar fight) is fairly standard, it features engaging performances by Bronson and Sampson as former enemies who form a bond. Kim Novak, Jack Warden, Slim Pickens and John Carradine round out the stellar cast. The eponymous buffalo (brought to life with guidance by effects maestro Carlo Rambaldi) is a force of nature, analogous to Ahab’s white whale. 

Rating: ***. Available on Blu-ray, DVD and Tubi

Class of 1984

Class of 1984 (1982) Andrew Norris (Perry King) is a new, idealistic music teacher at one of the worst high schools in the country. This teensploitation flick ticks every box of youth-gone-bad stereotypes, but succeeds thanks to a surprisingly good performance by Timothy Van Patten as Peter Stegman, the sociopathic ringleader of a gang with a stranglehold on the rest of the students. Lisa Langlois is also compelling as his equally unscrupulous companion, Patsy. The real standout, however, is Roddy McDowell as an alcoholic science teacher who’s been pushed too far. Watch for a young Michael J. Fox (before he added the initial “J” to his name) as a band student who pays the price for cooperating with Mr. Norris. 

Rating: ***. Available on Blu-ray, DVD, Prime Video and Tubi


Sunday, August 23, 2020

Just Don’t Do It

It seems as if independent filmmakers/distributors of the 1970s and early ‘80s were obsessed with including “Don’t” in their movie titles. But wait a minute… This wasn’t simply a cheap way of riding the exploitation bandwagon, but a public service to warn us about the dangers of seemingly mundane actions. We’re reminded that the simple act of going outside and mingling with fellow humans could be a potentially life-threatening proposition. Perhaps we could learn a few timeless lessons from these films from the not too distant past, instructing us about the perils of not maintaining social distancing.


I think it’s only fair to warn you, dear reader, this isn’t a comprehensive list of every movie ever made with “Don’t” in the title.* Instead, for the purposes of this article, I confined my survey to theatrical horror/thrillers from the aforementioned era. I suffered (Ahem! I meant watched) through seven examples, to separate the proverbial wheat from the chaff so you don’t have to.  

* Note: I previously reviewed Don’t Look Now (1973), which doesn’t quite fit thematically with the other films listed here. I excluded Don’t Be Afraid of the Dark (1973), because A), It was produced for television; and B), I’ve previously seen this title, and wanted everything to be a first-time watch. And before anyone says, “But you didn’t cover Don’t Go Near the Park (1979),” this wasn’t streaming anywhere, and I wasn’t about to plunk down a $300 deposit at my local video store to rent their out-of-print copy.

Don’t Look in the Basement (1973) Charlotte Beale (Rosie Holotik), a naĂ¯ve young nurse, accepts a position working at a private sanitarium run by staunch Doctor Geraldine Masters (Annabelle Weenick). Nurse Beale eventually discovers that everything isn’t as it seems in the asylum populated by colorful patients, including an elderly lady with a secret, a homicidal would-be judge, a nymphomaniac, and a man in a state of arrested development. It’s best not to ask why she’s so slow to catch on to the doctor’s secret, or why she didn’t leave early on. While short on logic, or a grasp of ethical mental health practices, S.F. Brownrigg’s low-budget, filmed-in Texas wonder features some interesting performances, and seldom fails to entertain.  

Rating: ***. Available on DVD, Blu-ray (on combo disc w/Chaos), Amazon Prime and Tubi

Don’t Go in the House (1979) After his domineering mother dies, Dan Grimaldi (Donny Kohler) a mentally disturbed man, hears voices telling him to cleanse the evil lurking inside people of the opposite sex. He lures women into his house and incinerates them in a fireproof room, and has conversations with their charred corpses. Kohler is effective as the delusional, socially awkward lead character. Director/co-writer Joseph Ellison does a good job of building tension, and depicting the main character’s psychological disintegration, which leads to an unnerving climactic scene. The film is somewhat undermined by its dubious explanation for Grimaldi’s motivation, reinforced in the final scene, suggesting a cause and effect relationship between parental abuse and homicidal behavior. Warning: prepare yourself for a gratuitous disco scene, bad polyester fashions, and the non-hit song “Boogie Lightning,” which plays twice.

Rating: ***. Available on DVD and Tubi

Don’t Open the Door (aka: Don’t Hang Up) (1974) S.F. Brownrigg strikes again! This one’s a step down from his previous effort, Don’t Look in the Basement, lacking the same level of uniquely eccentric characters and  demented sense of fun. A young woman (Susan Bracken) returns to her childhood home to care for her ailing grandmother. She squabbles with a judge about her inheritance, and argues with a doctor about her grandmother’s care. Meanwhile, she’s harassed by a perverted museum curator. Don’t Open the Door shamelessly steals from Psycho and Repulsion in equal measures, but somehow manages to fall short of generating any real suspense.

Rating: **½. Available on DVD and Amazon Prime

Don’t Answer the Phone! (1980) Writer/director Robert Hammer’s sleazy effort (based on a novel by Michael Curtis) stars Nicholas Worth as crazed Vietnam vet/photographer Kirk Smith, who stalks and strangles women in Los Angeles. He makes anonymous calls to a psychologist’s (Flo Lawrence) radio show, which become increasingly disturbing as he acts out his fantasies. The psychologist’s efforts are undermined by smug, mansplaining police lieutenant McCabe (James Westmoreland), who inexplicably becomes her lover. Don’t bother trying to link the misleading title to the story, since answering the phone isn’t really part of the killer’s modus operandi. Worth is appropriately creepy as the killer, who photographs his victims in their final moments, but there’s not much else to justify sitting through this film, featuring a protagonist just as misogynistic as the bad guy.   

Rating: **. Available on Blu-ray and DVD

 


Don’t Open Till Christmas (1984) A serial killer targets men dressed as Santa Claus, while inept Scotland Yard detectives scramble to find him. In one scene, the killer strolls into the police station and visits the lead detective, but he somehow manages to elude capture. If you’re looking for a slasher movie with a high body count, you’ve come to the right place. If you’re looking for a coherent story, competent lead characters, or a compelling plot, you should probably steer clear.

Rating: **. Available on DVD

Don’t Look in the Attic (1982) A cursed Italian villa brings death and calamity to several generations of a family in Turin, Italy. The current heirs to the property bicker and scheme, providing lots of opportunities for talky scenes that pad out writer/director Carlo Ausino’s supernatural mystery film. The 77-minute running time is mercifully short, but seems much longer, thanks to the film’s sluggish pace and loathsome characters. It’s such a confusing, boring mess that you probably won’t care what’s in the attic or likely be awake for the conclusion.

Rating: **. Available on DVD, Amazon Prime and Tubi

Don’t Go in the Woods (1981) Campers are dispatched one-by-one by a deranged mountain man (the film never delves into where he came from or why he kills everyone that crosses his path). The film is a showpiece for bad acting, bad dialogue, and terrible makeup effects. It’s also dreadfully short on scares, tension or nocturnal amorous activities typically associated with most movies of this ilk. And just when you think the film has reached new lows, there’s a scene with a man in a wheelchair struggling to navigate a dirt trail (accompanied by goofy music). A better title would have been Don’t Watch this Movie. On a side note: There’s a disproportionately inordinate amount of cast members wearing bright pink ensembles, leading me to wonder if the costume designer had a surplus of the cloth lying around.

Rating: *½. Available on Blu-ray, DVD and Tubi