They (don’t really) scream for anything. But I scream for mustaches. Judiciously. For the past thirty years, Scream for Vengeance has led the world to believe that it’s an onerously brutal…
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In the opening minutes of Screambook, a lady named Eleanor hangs out with siblings at a family reunion. She says, “David, how’s your law business going?” The camera cuts to a…
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Isaac Hayes. Eddie Deezen. Juliette Lewis. Elisabeth Moss. Forest Whitaker. John Travolta. Tom Cruise. Scientology has claimed the minds of many, though if I’m being honest, I’m probably most bummed about…
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The moldy scent of pointlessness has shuffled into the living room. I’ll do what I can to help. Screams of a Winter Night is a PG-rated, low-budget anthology horror film from…
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You can do a lot of things with fingerless gloves, a gold belly chain, plastic vampire teeth, and Tina Turner’s “What’s Love Got To Do With It.” Sexandroide is one of…
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Singh! You got the goods! You’ve left my mind spinning as my heart pines for the joys of scantily clad women wearing grotesque Halloween masks and vampire teeth. Nothing makes sense…
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Did you know that there’s a parasitic fungus that turns ants into zombie slaves? It takes over an ant’s brain and causes it to climb up a plant where it clamps…
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Bigfoot has always been an excessive person. In The Capture of Bigfoot, he threw a snowmobile at someone’s head. In Night of the Demon, he removed a man’s penis and threw…
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Most people believe that the sci-fi genre peaked with movies like 2001, Star Wars, and The Matrix. Those people are wrong. It’s one-hundred years in the future. Humans obsess over Fleshapoids,…
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“APRIL FUCKING FOOLS, YA MOTHERFUCKER!” Those are the words that mega-nerd Marty Rantzen hears in the opening minutes of Slaughter High. It’s also the moment when the jocks ‘n’ babes at…
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In Pop: A Survey of the Explosive Rise of Pop From the 1950s-60s, Andy Warhol is quoted as saying, “You have to do stuff that average people don’t understand because those…
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Originally published in Bleeding Skull! A 1980s Trash-Horror Odyssey. Everybody knows that Ted Prior is capable of ripping a man’s arm off with his bare hands. Then, using that arm to beat…
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It was my birthday. I was walking along the sidewalk on the north side of Chicago and noticed a creaky old indie video store off the beaten path. A sign in…
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I was in the marching band in high school. It’s true. I played both flute and piccolo because I wanted to double down on my nerd. I also played in the…
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“Odd. I feel odd.” Denise is on my wavelength. Speaking of wavelengths, Sole Survivor is into something. Something good. However, articulating that goodness doesn’t come easy. Yet, as we all know,…
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By 1967, Herschell Gordon Lewis had cemented his reputation as a guts-squishing, scalp-splitting, tongue-ripping exploitation pioneer. From Blood Feast to A Taste Of Blood, Lewis practically trademarked the art of the…
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Stanley and Paul. Paul and Stanley. Paul Stanley. Back in the day, he played guitar in KISS. He sang about “Room Service.” Sometimes, he looked like a woman. Do you see…
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A 1951 issue of the comic book Darling Love featured a story of love-gone-wrong at a costume party that ended with the protagonist saying: “Thanks to you, my fickle friend, I’m…
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Who will survive the final exam?! After working as a production assistant on Slumber Party Massacre, filmmaker Carol Frank was given carte blanche by legendary producer Roger Corman to make her…
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Most people will eject this film after the first six minutes. I can’t relate. A man in a cape speaks directly to us. He is outside, amongst nature, and yet, his…