tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23229070057803322362024-03-05T07:50:59.716-08:0080's Horror MoviesDedicated To Horror Movies Of The 1980'sVintage Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10950454489157248254noreply@blogger.comBlogger87125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-32149869453692059812021-09-22T12:52:00.000-07:002021-09-23T12:30:34.323-07:00Blood Rage (1987)
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i><a href="https://amzn.to/3zBp7Og">BloodRage (1987)</a></i></b></span></div>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>It’s
not cranberry sauce, Artie.”-Tagline</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">From
“<a href="https://amzn.to/3CHSEbo" target="_blank">Christmas Evil</a>” to “<a href="https://amzn.to/3ACCXl4">My Bloody Valentine</a>,” to “<a href="https://amzn.to/3o1EQ7a">SlaughterHigh</a>” (which is set on April 1</span><sup><span style="font-size: medium;">st</span></sup><span style="font-size: medium;">,
and whose original title was “<a href="https://amzn.to/3zxVNbz" target="_blank">April Fools Day</a>”), holiday-based
horror movies were all the rage in the 1980’s. Now, I know what
you’re thinking: “How about Thanksgiving? Aren’t there any 80’s
horror movies set on Turkey Day??” Well, you’re in luck, folks!
Today’s subject is a somewhat obscure 80’s slasher flick that is
set on just this festive occasion. And, whew! “Blood Rage” is a
doozy! This nasty little kill flick, which was originally filmed
under the appropriate title “Slasher” in 1983 (but not released
for four years for whatever reason), is a lot of fun, and packs a
wallop in the 80’s-era gore, terror and mayhem department.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Here’s
the plot: Louise Lasser plays Maddie, the single mother of two twin
boys, Terry and Todd. Todd is a bit slow, and seems to have trouble
communicating. One night, they all go to the drive-in, and Maddie
proceeds to get hot and heavy with her date. This seems to rub Terry
the wrong way, because the young lad grabs a hatchet, and, in
extremely gruesome fashion, hacks his mother’s date to death.
Youch! When the police arrive, they find a mute Todd, smeared with
blood, and a talkative Terry, telling them Todd did everything. The
authorities believe Terry, and Todd is sent to a mental hospital.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Fast
forward a decade or so. Terry is now a high school senior, and is
celebrating Thanksgiving with his mother, her new fiancée, and a
group of friends. They learn that Todd has escaped from the hospital,
and may be headed to their home for a little…family reunion. Yipes!
This proves to be a perfect cover for Terry to indulge in his
murderlust again, and frame his twin brother-again!</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI-MFzTMAteB1ZEYzqxuZYs6Jc2z839ioB8MOvKF8Acxubt43K_qrALJjAqiHsg3sla8_b1w1vMbi8iVYIcEuHEMp194kX8cG-i7Mp0Re4v9hS75u8KJGRuM_U4Zcr1dTzC941sL0ioJ2L/s1600/vlcsnap-2015-12-11-12h24m00s8.png" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="260" data-original-width="450" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI-MFzTMAteB1ZEYzqxuZYs6Jc2z839ioB8MOvKF8Acxubt43K_qrALJjAqiHsg3sla8_b1w1vMbi8iVYIcEuHEMp194kX8cG-i7Mp0Re4v9hS75u8KJGRuM_U4Zcr1dTzC941sL0ioJ2L/w320-h184/vlcsnap-2015-12-11-12h24m00s8.png" title="Blood Rage Cut In Half Body" width="320" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">Louise
Lasser, as Maddie, completely freaks out in her usual overwrought
fashion, and proceeds to compulsively eat leftovers, chug wine, and
straighten up the house literally to the point of collapse.
Meanwhile, Terry proceeds to engage in a killing spree. Might I add,
this is an extremely gory and violent killing spree; we’re talking
about limbs chopped off, decapitations, stabbings, shootings, showers
of blood, brains oozing out of fractured skulls, the whole schmear.
The kills are bloody, fun, and pretty damn effective.</span></div>
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the performances are somewhat spotty (especially among the
twenty-five-to-thirtysomethings playing “teenagers”), it does
have some definite high points. Mark Soper is great in a dual role
as the twin brothers; he’s sad and sympathetic as Todd, and eerily,
emptily psychopathic as Terry. Terry gleefully slaughters family,
friends, and neighbors who know and trust him, and it adds another
tragic layer to this story. Like Ted Bundy, or Patrick Bateman,
Terry’s persona is entirely plastic, and none of his friends or
family know the real him, or how little he cares for them. Louise
Lasser is also effective as Maddie; she chews up the scenery </span><span style="font-size: small;">(</span><span style="font-size: medium;">as
Lasser usually does), but she still takes Maddie seriously, and gives
it her all. As a result, Maddie feels raw and real, though
over-the-top. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Aside
from several great performances, this movie offers memorable makeup
effects by Ed French, a vintage early 80’s synth score, and a
script filled with suspense and twists. And the finale, in
particular, has quite a perverse little plot twist.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">So,
if you’re looking for something seasonal to watch this Thanksgiving
that isn’t football or “Planes, Trains, and Automobiles”, and
you won’t lose your turkey dinner over extreme slasher violence,
check out “Blood Rage”! This long out-of-print video flick was
recently resurrected by <a href="https://amzn.to/3zBp7Og">Arrow Video in a DVD/Blu-ray </a>combo. Happy
Thanksgiving, 80’s horror movie fans! Again, if you enjoy this review like many others on this site, swing on over to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NeoTrashVideo/?ref=bookmarks" target="_blank">Neo Trash Video</a> on FB for all things B-Cinema!</span></div>
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<style type="text/css">p { margin-bottom: 0.1in; direction: ltr; line-height: 115%; text-align: left; }</style>Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-5953150053774198002019-06-17T13:48:00.011-07:002021-09-23T14:24:47.355-07:00The Beast Within (1982)<br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">The
Beast Within (1982)</span></div>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>The
sins of the father are to be laid upon the children” </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><i> –William
Shakespeare, “The Merchant of Venice”</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">I
think we can all agree that being a teenager absolutely sucks. My
teenage years were some of the worst of my life, and I think that’s
a pretty common sentiment. Teenagers have a lot going on: their
hormones are raging, their peers are especially petty and cruel, and
sometimes it feels like authority figures are against them every step
of the way. But some teenagers’ experiences are uniquely
nightmarish. In the case of 17-year-old Michael Mc Cleary (portrayed
by Paul Clemens), he’s not just becoming an adult. He’s becoming
something monstrous. Something </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>inhuman…</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Right
out of the gate, “The Beast Within” grabs you. It opens with a
newlywed couple getting stranded on a creepy backwoods road in the
middle of the night. Meanwhile, we see, through a series of point of
view shots, that </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>something
</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">has broken free of
its chains, and escaped from its basement prison. When the groom, Eli
(played by Ronny Cox, of “Robocop” fame) goes for help, his poor
bride Caroline (played by Bibi Besch) is attacked and raped by a
hairy, heavy-breathing, subhuman </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>thing,
</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">which then
disappears into the woods. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">We
fast forward seventeen years: Caroline’s infirm son, Michael, is
under the care of doctors, who are trying to identify his mysterious
illness; No matter what the professionals do, Michael just keeps
getting sicker and weaker. We also see that Michael is having
terrifying dreams as he lies in his hospital bed: Dreams about a
decrepit, abandoned house, and something terrible in the basement …
Something calling to </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>him</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">.
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and Caroline are convinced that Caroline’s attacker is their son’s
real father, and finding out his identity and medical history might
help save Michael. They return to the small Mississippi town where
the incident happened to get some answers, and are confronted by a
group of locals desperate to keep them from learning anything about
the vicious murder of a man named Lionel Curwin, that happened the
very same night Caroline was attacked. There is apparently a very
big, very bad secret the townsfolk don’t want Eli and Caroline to
know about.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Meanwhile,
Michael somehow escapes from the hospital and, like a man possessed,
proceeds to go on a vicious killing spree, even partially eating his
victims. He’s on a mission of murder, directed by the </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>thing</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">
in the basement from his nightmares. And that’s not all. Michael’s
changing. He’s growing strange plates under his skin, like some
kind of insect. Like a cicada. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Sound
confusing? It is a </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>bit
</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">confusing, because
a lot of back story was cut from the script, but I think the
ambiguity of some of the plot points makes “<a href="https://amzn.to/3kAYQLV" target="_blank">The Beast Within</a>”
even creepier and scarier. As author H.P. Lovecraft pointed out,
“…the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown.”
To be confronted with all this horror and not fully understand it, in
my opinion, makes it even more effective.</span></div>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3kAYQLV">The Beast Within</a>” was intended by its screenwriter Tom Holland to be a
potent combination of a possession and monster movie, and I think he
succeeded pretty well. We get the thrills and chills of watching a
formerly innocent kid behaving in a demonic manner, like Reagan in
“The Exorcist.” We also get nasty makeup and gore effects by
Thomas R. Burman, including a pretty interesting transformation
sequence that’s like something out of a werewolf movie. In
addition to good writing and effects, “The Beast Within” sports
authentic Southern atmosphere and locations, an intense music score
by Les Baxter, solid direction by Phillippe Mora, and winning
performances all around. This is an unusual fright film that is well
worth seeing.</span></div>
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<b> “<span style="font-size: medium;">Brain
Damage” (1987)</span></b></div>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Hey,
Brian. Why don’t we go out and get us some girls? Hookers-I could
eat a million of ‘em tonight! Ha ha!” </i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">–Aylmer,
“<i>Brain Damage</i>”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Are
you a fan of the surreal, visceral body terror of David Cronenberg
(“<i>Videodrome</i>”, “<i>Scanners</i>”), the self-aware horror-comedy of
Larry Cohen (“Q : The Winged Serpent”, “<i>The Stuff</i>”), AND the
over-the-top gore of Herschell Gordon Lewis (“<i>Blood Feast</i>”, “<i>Two
Thousand Maniacs</i>”)? Yes? You’re in luck! Let me introduce you to
splattermeister Frank Henenlotter’s bizarre cult classic “Brain
Damage”! And “Brain Damage” isn’t a dumb, unmotivated
bloodbath by any stretch. There is a real social statement underlying
it. In fact, “Brain Damage” has, perhaps, the strongest anti-drug
message of any horror movie, without coming off as overly preachy or
contrived. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Writer/director
Frank Henenlotter (creator of the “Basket Case” series,
“Frankenhooker”) is known for films brimming with blood, freaky
makeup effects, far-out plots, memorable visuals, and twisted comedic
overtones. “Brain Damage” is no </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">exception. Brian (played by Rick
Herbst, who’d later change his name to Rick Hearst and became a
popular soap opera actor) meets a phallic, wormlike creature named
Aylmer (voiced by TV horror host Zacherley) who promises him a whole
new life: a life filled with colors, music and euphoria. All Brian
has to do is place Aylmer on the back of his neck, and Aylmer, using
a stinger-like quill, injects Brian with a “juice” that gives him
an intense psychedelic high. Whoa, far out, man!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Brian
immediately becomes hooked on Aylmer’s juice, really grooving on
the Mardi Gras of lights and colors that fill his mind when he’s
under the influence. However, like any other heavy drug, there are
immediate repercussions to this: Brian neglects his job, and
completely ignores his brother/roommate and his girlfriend in favor
of Aylmer’s sweet hallucinogenic juice. In addition, Brian, while
high as a kite and unaware of the world around him, becomes an
unwitting accessory to Aylmer’s murderous appetites. You see,
Aylmer eats only brains. </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Human</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">
brains, to be specific. Yeah, you don’t need to be psychic to know
this is gonna get messy…</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">When
Brian eventually discovers what Aylmer’s been up to (sucking out
the brains of random NYC residents while Brian’s been high off his
ass, acting as an under-the-influence accomplice) he resolves to quit
“using” Aylmer. However, without Aylmer’s juice, Brian gets
horribly ill, going through withdrawal symptoms similar to those of
an opioid addict; He vomits profusely, writhes on the floor in agony,
and has disturbing nightmares and hallucinations, one of which is so
over-the-top it had to be chopped in the R rated theatrical cut of
the movie. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Tragically,
even though Brian has intense guilt over what Aylmer’s been
doing, the pain of his addiction outweighs it. Brian literally comes
crawling back to Aylmer, and basically agrees to be his partner in
crime in exchange for getting juiced again. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Of
course, this is a textbook downward spiral for a drug addict. Brian
is now compromising his values and morals to have his drug, which he
needs now not to feel high, but rather, from feeling completely awful.
Brian’s nightmare with Aylmer only gets worse, and worse, building
to a crazy climax that will blow your mind! </span>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;">Brain
Damage” is my personal favorite of Frank Henenlotter’s films;
it’s surreal, funny, and oddly effective, in spite of its kooky
premise. I think the main reason it works so well is the acting is
terrific. Even though there are laughs sprinkled throughout,
everything is played completely straight by the performers. This
brings genuine pathos to the movie, and makes you feel for Brian and
the other characters. This is different from Henenlotter’s more
overtly goofy efforts, like “Frankenhooker” or the “Basket
Case” sequels, where the over-the-top humor allows the audience to distance themselves from the characters and their experiences.</span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibFJW88rwRNX1Dij1V4WE1tahUZZ0i7Io-xOJicl2Oz-pnl7J100i1LrjOsEg-cm_mgpjOqoHIia2R-npuBiE1fjN176N2dnftKb-0jzE9xD1v28n2GRLMCMNcSkc3s32C8enPKHQA6MbY/s1600/giphy.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="278" data-original-width="500" height="110" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibFJW88rwRNX1Dij1V4WE1tahUZZ0i7Io-xOJicl2Oz-pnl7J100i1LrjOsEg-cm_mgpjOqoHIia2R-npuBiE1fjN176N2dnftKb-0jzE9xD1v28n2GRLMCMNcSkc3s32C8enPKHQA6MbY/s200/giphy.gif" width="200" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">Also,
the film, although low budget, is technically very well done. The
rich, colorful cinematography, offbeat set design, synthesized music
score, and Gabe Bartalos’ special makeup effects are all above
reproach. And at the helm is Frank Henenlotter, writing and
directing this crazy flick with his customary care and affection for
the horror genre.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">So,
if you like weirdo splatter flicks with a twisted dark comic streak,
AND you want to see a fascinating film exploring the horrors of drug
addiction that’s far more entertaining than “Requiem for a
Dream”, get a load of “Brain Damage”! Purchase Brain Damage on Blu-Ray <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Brain-Damage-2-Disc-Special-Blu-ray/dp/B06WLQQQB2/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=brain+damage+1988&qid=1559765222&s=gateway&sr=8-1" target="_blank">HERE</a>. Enjoy this review? Find more content <a href="http://neotrashvideo.net/" target="_blank">HERE</a>!</span></div>
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<b>“<span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://amzn.to/3CE3ZsO">Evilspeak</a>”
(1981)</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>From
the prologue of “Evilspeak”:</i></span></div>
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<i>“<span style="font-size: medium;">And
Satan said to the Man of God… ‘What would you do tomorrow if you
allowed me to die today? What vocation would you pursue if my name
disappeared?’”</span></i></div>
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–<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Kahlil
Gibran </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Have
you ever been bullied? Had someone torment you to the breaking point?
What would you do to fight back? Would you punch them in the nose?
Leave a flaming bag of feces on their doorstep? Or would you use an
obscure spellbook, an Apple II computer, some human blood, and a
consecrated host to summon a demon to do your bidding? Luckily, for
lovers of the bloody, bizarre, and excessive, the main character in
“Evilspeak” chose the latter option!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">The
plot revolves around a military academy student named Stanley
Coopersmith (played by a 22 year old Clint Howard, while he still had
hair on the top of his head). Anyway, poor Stanley Coopersmith has
always gotten the short end of the stick; He’s an orphan, his
parents having died in an automobile accident. To make matters worse,
he is an awkward, klutzy geek to the absolute extreme. Naturally,
Coopersmith is endlessly picked on at his school by a gang of jerky
fellow classmates, led by a jagoff named Bubba (played by Don Stark,
who was later Donna’s dad on “That 70’s Show”). This motley
crew of bullies loves to prank Coopersmith, humiliate him, sabotage
his school projects, the whole shebang. Even Coopersmith’s teachers
pick on him, including one who canes him for being late to class.
Jeesh!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Well,
no one could have seen this coming: Turns out an evil priest named
Father Esteban (played by Richard Moll, who was later Bull on “Night
Court”) conducted Satanic rituals in the basement of the chapel on
the school’s grounds. While Stanley is cleaning out the basement,
he finds a hidden chamber, and a book Esteban wrote that’s
basically “Black Magic for Dummies”, but in Latin. As the movie
progresses, Stanley transforms from a gawky underdog into a
full-blown devil worshipper, and he’s out for the blood of all
those who have wronged him. What follows is an orgy of telekinesis,
80’s nudity, and fun special effects including heart-ripping,
multiple beheadings, vicious demon-possessed pigs that love to dine
on human flesh, and vintage 8-bit Satanic computer graphics.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">I
very much enjoy “Evilspeak”; it’s irreverent, bloody, fun,
sometimes very funny, and sometimes pretty creepy. It almost reminds
me of a gender-swapped variation of “Carrie”… except with
demonic swine and decapitations with a huge sword. This movie was so
over-the-top, it was outright banned in Great Britain for years as
one of their infamous “Video Nasties”!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Overall,
the writing, directing, cinematography, music, effects, and acting
were pretty good, but what I like most about this movie is Clint
Howard’s solid performance; as Coopersmith, he actually earns our
sympathy. I even kind of felt for him when he went full Satanic
retribution on his enemies, because he was so tortured by them.
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Coopersmith only has a few people who are decent to him, but they are
also outcasts on campus as well. It seems there’s no way for
outsiders like Coopersmith to escape their miserable circumstances,
except to seek Bull’s- I mean, </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Esteban’s</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">
help to fight back. And once he turns vicious with his demonic
powers, Coopersmith becomes the kind of trademark creepy Clint Howard
character we’ve all come to know and love from his later horror
roles.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">So,
if you, like me, was picked on as a kid, you may find “Evilspeak”
to be a grim little exercise in catharsis; the vicarious thrill of
watching Coopersmith’s semi-sociopathic bullies get killed off in
nasty ways may prove irresistible to you. Or, if you’re just a big
Clint Howard fan, he does</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>
</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">great work here!
“Evilspeak” is now available in an unrated version on <a href="https://amzn.to/3CE3ZsO" target="_blank">Blu-ray
from Scream Factory</a>. Again, if you enjoyed reading this review, like many others, then head over to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NeoTrashVideo/" target="_blank">Neo Trash Video</a> on Facebook for all things B-Cinema. - Mike C.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Possession</b></span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>(1981, French/West
German)</i></span></div>
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“<span style="font-size: medium;"><i>We
are all the same. Different words, different bodies, different
versions. Like insects! Meat!” –</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">Anna</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Attention
fans of the weird, esoteric art house thrillers of David Lynch, and
the bizarre, visceral body horror films of David Cronenberg: have I
got a movie for YOU!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Clocking
in at just over 2 hours, the original director’s cut of
“Possession”<i>,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"> consternated American distributors who bought the
rights, that they cut it…by 45 minutes. No joke. Their 85 minute
version proved less than impressive, and was confusing as hell to
audiences, who probably felt screwed-over. Who could blame them- they
were missing 45 minutes of the movie!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">The
plot: Sam Neill portrays a secret agent named Mark, who’s been
working for the West German government. He’s just come off a long
mission away from his wife Anna (played by Isabelle Adjani) and his
young son, Bob. He refuses a new assignment, because he wants to be
with his family. He’s trying to better himself, and his
relationships. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Mark
comes home to find Anna strangely distant. When they try to reconnect
in the bedroom, something isn’t right, and Mark immediately
suspects she may be cheating on him. Well, it turns out he’s right.
She has, indeed, been cheating, with a sexually liberated German
fellow named Heinrich. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">After
several devastating verbal, mental, and physical confrontations, Anna
leaves Mark, who obsessively tries to find her and get her back. When
confronted by Mark, Heinrich claims he has no clue where Anna is. In
fact, Heinrich is deeply upset because he’s convinced that she’s
been cheating on </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>him</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">,
too. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Desperate
to know Anna’s whereabouts, Mark hires a private detective to
locate her. The detective tracks Anna to a rundown apartment
building, and upon investigating her grimy, David Fincher-esque
dwelling, he finds something he </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>definitely</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">
didn’t expect. We, the audience, don’t expect it, either. Up to
this point, the horrors in “Possession” have been purely
domestic, composed of real world brutalities inherent in extremely
toxic relationships. At this point in the movie, “Possession”
takes things up a rather big notch. If you are curious, and don’t
mind having this particular plot twist revealed (don’t worry, I’ll
leave plenty unmentioned), read away. Those who haven’t seen this
movie and want to be surprised, please be advised…
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<span style="font-size: medium;">SPOILER
ALERT!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">In
one of the dimly lit rooms, the detective finds Anna’s newest
lover, which is a gooey, tentacled, almost Lovecraftian </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>thing</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">.
It’s not exactly human, but if it’s an animal, it’s impossible
to define. It’s a weird, unsettling unknown that vaguely resembles
a human being. And things just get more and more bizarre from there…</span></div>
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OF SPOILER</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">Without
giving anything else concrete away, “Possession” is a rather slow
burner that reminds one of Takashi Miike’s modern horror classic
“Audition” in its structure; Both begin as domestic dramas. Then,
they both unexpectedly transform into something like a particularly
bad dream. </span>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">What
to expect? “Possession” is a twisted spiral of sex, nihilistic
brutality, black-as-midnight humor, madness, murder, and surrealism.
It sports viscerally creepy creature and makeup effects by Carlo
Rambaldi, atmospheric cinematography by Bruno Nuytter, great
direction and co-writing by Andrzej Zulawski, and tremendously raw
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<span style="font-size: medium;">and effective performances all around, especially by Isabelle Adjani.
Incidentally, Isabelle Adjani has an extremely unsettling scene in a
subway station, in which she reportedly had a real mental breakdown
while it was being filmed. Honestly, I can believe it. In terms of
psychotic freak-outs, Adjani outdoes Nic Cage here.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;">This
is not your typical horror flick, as a whole, its meaning is left up to
the viewer to decide. What is all the weirdness in “Possession”
about? Personally, I see it as an allegory of relationships gone
wrong; just as relationships can transform from loving and nurturing
to vicious and destructive, so do the characters in this movie. In
addition, there are many elements of Jekyll and Hyde duality in this
film. For example, Mark eventually has an affair with Bob’s
schoolteacher, who looks eerily like his estranged wife, Anna. But
where Anna is absent, neglectful, and selfish, Bob’s teacher is
present, nurturing, and caring.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">I
think another major theme of this movie is that human beings are, by
nature, complicated and internally conflicted: Mark loves Anna, but
also deeply hates her for her infidelity. Anna seems to hate herself
for her betrayal of Mark and her neglect of their son, but cannot
bring herself to end her affair, because, presumably, it is the only
real joy she has left. Eventually, both Mark and Anna resort to
corruption and murder to keep their relationship alive. Having seen
the gruesome and nightmarish finale of this movie, I think they
should have just let their marriage die.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;">If
you like your horror to be intellectually and artistically
interesting without skimping on the blood and discomforting
weirdness, and don’t mind disturbing movies (cuz trust me, this one
is a</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><i> real</i></span><span style="font-size: medium;">
downer) check it out! Although currently out of print, Anchor Bay
released “Possession” several times on VHS and DVD. Also, a
Region 0 release from South Korea can be found on Ebay. Find it here: <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Andrzej-Zulawskis-POSSESSION-Special-Digipak/dp/B00RBPYA9O/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1545951544&sr=8-1&keywords=possession+1981" target="_blank">Amazon</a>. Also, if you enjoyed this review, swing over to <a href="https://www.facebook.com/NeoTrashVideo/" target="_blank">Neo Trash Video</a> and delight in all things Horror, B-Movie and Underground Cinema.</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">(1983)</td></tr>
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“<span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>You Scream. You Expand. YOU EXPLODE</b>.” –“Spasms” poster tagline</i></span></div>
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“<span style="font-size: small;">Spasms”
is a Canadian import, featuring such acting heavyweights as Peter
Fonda and Oliver Reed. But don’t expect Shakespeare here, folks.
This is a giant snake movie, with everything but the kitchen sink
thrown into it, including crazy makeup and pyrotechnic effects, a
creepy cult, the supernatural, 80’s shower nudity, and a special
theme by Tangerine Dream. Here we go… *takes huge deep breath*… </span>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Adapted
from a horror novel called “Death Bite”, about a deadly 19-foot
taipan snake, “Spasms” decided to spice things up by also making
its gargantuan, venomous serpent a literal demon from Hell(!). As the
film opens, we see a tribe of Micronesian natives performing a ritual
to summon the Great Serpent. Apparently, it works! The creature
appears out of a massive fireball, chews up a buncha people, and
tosses them around like rag dolls before getting netted by a gang of
hunters, who have been enlisted by filthy rich industrialist Jason
Kincaid to capture the “one-of-a-kind” snake. See, on a hunting
trip a while back, Jason and his brother were attacked by The Great
Serpent. Though his brother was killed, Jason survived. Now, for some
reason, he has a psychic link with the snake, and can see what the
snake sees in bizarre flashes {?!}. Determined to get answers,
Kincaid (played with the usual amount of ham by Oliver Reed) hires
psychologist Dr. Brazilian (played capably by Henry Fonda), who
specializes in ESP, to research the strange mind connection between
him and The Great Serpent. Stop laughing, I’m being serious. </span>
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wait, there’s treachery afoot! Meanwhile, a schlubby, sleazeballing
grifter named Crowley enters the scene. He’s out to intercept the
shipment of The Great Serpent to the states, and hand it over to a
sinister cult (!?!), whose leader looks like what would happen if
Donald Pleasence and Anton LaVey had a baby. They want to possess The
Great Serpent for worship. Basically, Crowley is to “Spasms” what
Dennis Nedry is to “Jurassic Park”; They’re both chubby,
bumbling, two-timing crooks who bite off WAAAY more than they can
chew when they try to rip off reptilian monsters.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Long,
complicated story short: several gruesome deaths later, the demon
snake is shipped onto the campus of an American university. It
doesn’t take long before the Great Serpent is (shocker!)
accidentally released, and viciously attacks students and faculty
along its way to a final showdown with Jason Kincaid.</span></div>
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have to say, I enjoyed this movie. “Spasms”, while modestly cast
and well shot, it is not exactly "A" grade, and I definitely have some
issues with it. For example, the weird snake cult subplot,
disappointingly, kind of peters out towards the end. Also, the finale
is too abrupt for my liking, but I’m willing to forgive that. </span>
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are a few elements that set “Spasms” apart, and make it a fun,
worthwhile watch. One is the approach they used in showing the
monster. Clearly having learned from “Jaws”, the makers of
“Spasms” don’t just shove their giant rubber snake right in our
faces from the word “go” (I know, that sounded dirty, but bear
with me here). We get only brief flashes of the monster for most of
the movie. That mystery helps make scenes more intense and
suspenseful, allowing our minds to fill in the blanks on the
specifics of the monster.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We
do, however, see what this giant, venomous beast can do: people are
tossed like bloodied lawn darts across rooms, gaping bite wounds are
ripped into flesh, and the effects of the snake’s deadly poison are
pretty damn potent (like the poster says, you scream, you expand till
you look like some effed-up version of the Michelin Man, and your
flesh sort of bursts open like a gooey piñata).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So,
if you want to see demonic snakes, people melting from deadly venom,
and Oliver Reed chewing up scenery like it’s made of Twinkies,
check out “Spasms”! It’s a bit hard to find, but you may be
able to locate it on VHS, and there is also a new Blu-ray release
from <b><a href="https://www.diabolikdvd.com/product/spasms-code-red-blu-ray-all-region/" target="_blank">Code Red</a></b>. If you've enjoyed this review like many others on this blog then be sure to check out <b><a href="https://www.facebook.com/NeoTrashVideo/" target="_blank">Neo Trash Video</a></b> on Facebook for all things B-Movie and 80's related. Thanks!</span></div>
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<b>BURIAL GROUND: THE NIGHTS OF TERROR (1980)</b></div>
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<br />Readers, I have a confession to make: I love bad movies. “Troll 2”, “The Room”, “The Abomination” (maybe the subject of a future review)… I love them all. I’m sorry, I just can’t resist a movie that was made with the best of intentions, but, for one reason or another, turned out awful, or completely subverted my expectations. That being said, I cannot imagine how grindhouse theatrical audiences reacted when they first saw 1980 Italian release “Burial Ground” (also known as “The Nights of Terror” [or, as hilariously misspelled in the theatrical trailer “The NIHGTS of Terror”], “Zombie Horror” and “Zombi 3”… Whew!). I can’t help but wonder: Were viewers confused? Angry? Bemused? Disturbed? Or all of the above? I suspect the latter is the case.<br />
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On first viewing, maybe because I’d seen and enjoyed both “Zombi” (AKA George Romero’s “Dawn of the Dead”) and “Zombi 2” (AKA Lucio Fulci’s “Zombie”), my first viewing of “Zombi 3” (AKA “Burial Ground”) was maddening to me. I thought it was just a cheap, silly mixture of bad acting, dumb writing, shoddy dubbing, terrible music, and hit-or-miss gore effects. It’s definitely NOT in the same league as the first two “Zombi” flicks. But, as I viewed it again multiple times, I fell in love with the absurdity of it all. In spite of its faults (or, more likely, because of them) this movie is a heckuva lot of fun, and I came to find it very enjoyable.<br />
<br />The plotline is fairly standard zombie fare: A Professor’s research accidentally awakens a bunch of skeletal zombies that look like, well… people wearing dirty bed sheets and dollar store Halloween masks. Even though these ghouls have little else but dust left for guts, they are absolutely starving for human flesh. Good night, Prof!<br />
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<br />Smash cut to a convoy of cars headed to the Prof’s country estate for a nice weekend getaway. There are several virile couples (who later get it on in inevitable Euro-softcore fashion), and one woman traveling with her main squeeze and her very creepy teenage son named Michael (played by Peter Bark, who was actually in his twenties, but was much shorter and looked much younger due to a medical condition).<br />
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Upon arriving, they find the Professor mysteriously absent. However, no one seems to care, and continues to drink, diddle, and generally have a good old time. Soon an army of the undead arrives at their door, and chaos ensues, with many tropes of the zombie genre on full display: only head shots can kill them, they shamble around like Boris Karloff after 3 bottles of whiskey, and they just can’t seem to quit munching on intestines! This may sound generic to most zombie fans, but there are plenty of things to separate this movie and make it memorable. Most of these qualities can be seen as negative, but for lovers of bad cinema, “Burial Ground” is gold.<br />
<br />For one thing, the writing is truly strange: a lot of attention is paid to silly, needless dialogue. Characters are constantly saying lines that only reiterate things that have just happened. For example, when two characters first encounter a zombie, they spend a hilariously LONG time discussing what it is, confirming that it’s a walking corpse (or some kind of monster), and that they should leave, before making any move to flee! The dialogue that isn’t redundant usually sounds stilted and fake, on account of the awkward ADR. In addition to the extreme zombie violence (including a very unusual scene of zombies intelligently using weapons to kill), the plot contains a fair share of nudity and sexy time, and sleazy, weird overtones of incestuous attraction between Michael and his mother. *Shudders* Creepy!<br />
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<br />The makeup effects are uneven, but mainly hokey; Some gore effects and zombie makeup jobs are definitely better than others. At their best, they look somewhat like the Templar zombies in Amando De Ossorio’s “Blind Dead” zombie series. At their worst, they look like rejects from your local middle school’s haunted house. Also, did you know that when you shoot zombies, gooey green slime (or sometimes milk) oozes out?<br />
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<br />The acting is, for the most part, overbearing and hammy. The performances of Mariangela Giordano and Peter Bark as mother and son are standouts for Giordano’s frequent screaming and scenery chewing, and for Bark’s sheer creepiness and thousand-yard stare. At the film’s finale, there is a particularly shocking, nasty scene that finally makes it clear why twenty-year-old Bark was cast to play a young teenage boy. *Shudders again* Super creepy!<br />
<br />Not to be outdone in the soundtrack department, “Burial Ground” also sports some of the worst music I have personally heard in any zombie movie. It’s a weird mix of upbeat jazzy interludes, staccato brass musical stings (especially when people get bitten), and the rest of the music sounds like a three-legged cat is prancing back and forth across a Casio keyboard.<br />
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Anyway, I think I’ve sung enough of this movie’s praises. Director Andrea Bianchi has given us a sleazy, sick, and sublimely stupid gift. If you are intrigued, check it out! “Burial Ground: The Nights of Terror” was released on DVD by Shriek Show, and is on Blu-Ray from <a href="https://severin-films.com/shop/burial-ground-blu-ray/" target="_blank">Severin Films</a>.<br /><br />
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<br />Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-46409459877498786002018-03-06T13:02:00.001-08:002018-03-06T13:02:32.983-08:00Visiting Hours (1982) <u><b> “VISITING HOURS” (1982) (Canadian)</b></u><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Lisa</b></span>- “Christ, you really blast them all, don’t you? Blacks, Jews, Mexicans…You want the whole goddamn world to yourself?”<br />
<b>Colt</b>- “…Yeah, I’d like that.”<br />
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TV commentator Deborah Ballin (played by Lee Grant) does just that when she publicly defends the actions of Janet Macklin, a woman who shot her abusive husband in self-defense. Y’see, when Colt was just a young lad, his dear old domestic-abusing, woman-hating dad (like father, like son, apparently) was seriously injured by Colt’s mother in an act of self-defense. And in Colt’s twisted brain, a woman who steps out of line with a man (let alone a woman who would actually fight back against one) is better dead than alive. So, Colt sets out to totally destroy Deborah Ballin…<br />
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After surviving a horrific attack by Colt in her home, Deborah is rushed to the local hospital for emergency treatment. But Colt is no quitter, and he’s not through yet. With diabolical cunning, he uses every trick in the book (and then a few more) to reach Deborah, and wipe her off the face of the earth. Tension mounts as hour by hour, victim by victim, Colt zeroes in on his ultimate target, leaving a trail of bloody bodies in his wake.<br />
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I found “Visiting Hours” to be an exceptionally effective entry in a small “hospital horror” movie trend having begun in 1981 by “Halloween II”. Soon after the success of “Halloween II”, several more flicks appeared offering viewers slasher thrills in sinister medical settings, most notably “X-Ray” and “Visiting Hours”. Though “Visiting Hours” was notoriously banned as a “video nasty” in the United Kingdom for years, and has been dismissed as just another work of “Canuxploitation”, I think it is polished, and, overall, very well done.<br />
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The acting in “Visiting Hours” is quite impressive. Michael Ironside’s portrayal of the psychopathic Colt is absolutely chilling. One can feel his contempt and rage bubbling just beneath the surface, always threatening to volcanically erupt into brutal violence. Lee Grant’s portrayal of Deborah as a smart woman in jeopardy is quite heartfelt and effective. She knows Colt is out to get her, but just about everyone around her (including Deborah’s station manager boss, played semi-sleazily by William Shatner) offers her soothing platitudes. <br />
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“Relax, you’re safe. There’s nothing to worry about. He’s not coming for you, etc, etc.” This, of course, is utterly harrowing for Deborah. Linda Purl gives an excellent performance as a nurse who believes Deborah’s concerns are real, and becomes determined to protect her from Colt’s wrath.<br />
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These well-drawn characters are a refreshingly far cry from the mute madmen and vacuous victims we commonly see inhabiting slasher flicks. The characters in “Visiting Hours” may be its biggest draw; With fleshed-out backgrounds, feelings, and motivations, the viewer almost can’t help but relate to them, and root for (or, in the case of Colt, against) them.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu3CgWvbi1-r3WpdkbD96AH6oew-ReJy0AiRUV9yW7wdFEI0PevIGyL2YR4XPZoB9QtCNpGSGwnVcoMnXfp0kG7FHCLXPYkMZJ8Ikb33_86cCcloL4h4TX4T4lgYfcIl6Vp-Ux0gRJk9lA/s1600/visit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="400" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu3CgWvbi1-r3WpdkbD96AH6oew-ReJy0AiRUV9yW7wdFEI0PevIGyL2YR4XPZoB9QtCNpGSGwnVcoMnXfp0kG7FHCLXPYkMZJ8Ikb33_86cCcloL4h4TX4T4lgYfcIl6Vp-Ux0gRJk9lA/s200/visit.jpg" width="133" /></a>“Visiting Hours” also boasts great locations (it was shot in an actual military hospital in Quebec), solid cinematography, and a driving, vintage 80’s synth score. Also, with its thoughtful writing, “Visiting Hours” has thrills, twists, and tension to spare. It is a visceral and intense exercise in terror that may leave you shaken.<br />
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“Visiting Hours” was released on DVD by Anchor Bay in 2006, and was also paired with “Bad Dreams” in a 2 disc DVD set released by <a href="https://www.shoutfactory.com/product/bad-dreams-visiting-hours-double-feature?product_id=3117" target="_blank">Shout Factory in 2011</a>.Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-68859572160300618142018-02-03T13:38:00.004-08:002021-09-11T17:26:05.997-07:00Videodrome (1983) VIDEODROME (1983)<br />
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<b> “The television screen has become the retina of the mind’s eye.”</b><br />
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<b> “There is nothing outside of our perception of reality, is there? You can see that, can’t you?”</b><br />
- <i>Professor Brian O’Blivion</i> in “Videodrome”<br />
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Reader, consider this: How much time do you spend interacting with a screen every day? This includes, but is not limited to the following: using a computer for work, self-checking out at a supermarket, texting a friend, updating a social media site, withdrawing cash from an ATM, purchasing products online, playing a video game, binging on a particularly addictive TV show, or flirting with potential mates on a dating website.<br />
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In this increasingly virtual world we live in, “Videodrome” comes off as more interesting and relevant every year. This mind-bending techno-thriller wasn’t fully appreciated upon its initial release. In 1983 Universal Studios, apparently ignorant of its full potential, or nervous about its bizarre (not to mention sexual and violent) subject matter, mercilessly re-cut “Videodrome” prior to its theatrical release. The end result was confusing and ineffective, to say the least, and the movie tanked. Luckily, the director’s cut was later released on home video.<br />
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The plot of “Videodrome” surrounds Max Renn, who is well-played as a somehow-charming slime-ball by James Woods. Max is part owner of cable channel 83 Civic TV, which specializes in extreme fare; Lots of softcore sex and hardcore violence. Max defends his programming choices by claiming that viewing violent or sexually explicit entertainment serves a cathartic function; that experiencing such extreme programming gives people an outlet for their anger and frustrations, so they are less inclined lash out and commit real crimes. “As far as I’m concerned, that’s a socially positive act,” Max claims at one point on a talk show. “Better on TV than on the streets,” Max later says to a co-worker regarding violent programming.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPOIlhgTj9gQU4Lp7ONW98BYPj75mO69PGQ9WGoYPQeyRQ0SPHH_-VZcNOMldztCFvg_1-RqEK2WoUANjou-Z9OsbNgImSJoMH2RAPXa-hZGNe9_UYtrsX4HVS2_zoAU59P6tU9-b2ATj3/s1600/vdrome4.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="208" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPOIlhgTj9gQU4Lp7ONW98BYPj75mO69PGQ9WGoYPQeyRQ0SPHH_-VZcNOMldztCFvg_1-RqEK2WoUANjou-Z9OsbNgImSJoMH2RAPXa-hZGNe9_UYtrsX4HVS2_zoAU59P6tU9-b2ATj3/s320/vdrome4.jpg" width="320" /></a>In search of new programming for Channel 83, Max stumbles upon a potential goldmine in pirated footage of a graphic broadcast called “Videodrome”. On this delightful show, a seemingly endless series of nameless people are tortured mercilessly in a dungeon outfitted with an electrified wall and various weapons. Immediately, Max is intrigued, and asks his video pirate friend finds him more “Videodrome” footage. Soon, Max discovers this torture-porn variety hour is apparently being broadcast from Pittsburgh (?!). Then, even after Max hears sinister rumors that the victims and violence on “Videodrome” are REAL, and he suffers from bizarre hallucinations after watching it, he still wants to know more, and continues to dig. Unless you want to have some (but not all) of this movie’s surprises spoiled, get ready, because…<br />
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Max eventually learns about a devious plot being cooked up by a corporate CEO: by beaming a subliminal signal (code-named “Videodrome”) over explicit, violent, or otherwise offensive programming across North America, The Elite hopes to use the signal’s deadly side effects (cancerous brain tumors), to kill off those who watch it. Eventually, sedentary, soft, and subversive types would be cleansed from the population. Those left alive would then be a new, stronger humanity to rule the world. Jeez! And you thought dealing with YOUR cable company was a pain in the ass!<br />
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However, Max, unlike all others associated with “Videodrome” testing, does not die of a brain tumor. Instead, the signal mutates Max’s brain, and gives him the power to mutate reality. The rest, as they say, is history!<br />
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“Videodrome” has many features to recommend it; Good acting from an eclectic cast (including Blondie’s Debbie Harry as Max’s kinky love interest Nikki Brand), a pulsing, vintage early 80’s synth score (by future Oscar winner Howard Shore), bizarre, surreal special makeup effects including a biomechanical gun that shoots cancer-causing bullets, and…wait for it… a vagina that opens in James Woods’ stomach (by future Oscar winner Rick Baker), and intelligent, thought-provoking writing and direction by Canadian horror auteur David Cronenberg.<br />
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In my opinion, despite the fact that some elements may feel hokey and out of date, “Videodrome” is a visionary film that melds speculative science fiction with visceral body horror, and was years ahead of its time; Cronenberg’s themes of virtual reality and reality becoming seamless, the “dehumanization” of humanity by technology (not to mention the idea of the media being used as a tool to manipulate the masses) are stronger and more timely today than when it was first released. There aren’t many films you can say that about, and truly, un-ironically, mean it.<div><br /></div><div>
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“Videodrome” has appeared on DVD several times, including a 2004 release as part of The Criterion Collection, and was also released by Criterion on Blu-ray in 2010.<br />
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<span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "times" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> “But now I want you to remember to stay good boys and girls. Respect your mothers and fathers, and do what they tell you. Obey your teachers and learn a whole lot! Now, if you do this, I'll make sure you get good presents from me every year… But if you're bad boys and girls, your name goes in the 'Bad Boys and Girls' book, and I'll bring you something... horrible.” –Harry, as Santa, “CHRISTMAS EVIL”</span></div>
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Before “Silent Night, Deadly Night” (1984) offended parents
and scarred kids for life by showing a serial killer dressed as Santa Claus in
its advertising, there was “CHRISTMAS EVIL.” At the time of its release,
audiences may not have known what to make of this low-budget oddity. It is,
categorically, a horror movie, and it does deal with a homicidal man in Santa
garb. However, it does a lot more than shock and scare its audience; it also serves
as a darkly comic, sensitive, creepy and sometimes genuinely surreal study of a
character with a psychology that makes Norman Bates seem normal in comparison.</div>
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The story begins in 1947, as a young boy named Harry catches
a man dressed as Santa having some, uh, ahem… bow-chicka-bow-bow with his mom,
not long after this same “Santa” personally delivered presents to Harry and his
brother. This makes Harry realize, to his horror, that Santa isn’t real, and he
is (apparently) scarred for life. </div>
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awkward, Santa-obsessed adult: Harry’s whole apartment is festooned with
Yuletide decorations year-round. His record collection seems to be all
Christmas music. He makes every effort to look like Saint Nick by painting a
van he drives to look like a sleigh, and sewing an elaborate Santa costume for himself.
In addition, he works in a toy factory, and even keeps a list of “Naughty” and
“Nice” children in his neighborhood. Since Santa isn’t real, Harry is
determined to take his place and spread the holiday spirit of giving,
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There is an unforgettable scene which can be taken as extremely
creepy, funny, or both, in which Harry sees himself in his Santa costume for
the first time. As Harry puts on his beard, he stares into a mirror. Giddy at
his appearance, he gleefully squeals “It’s me! It’s me! It’s me!” The thrill of
being jolly old Saint Nick, and bringing joy to so many, seems to be almost a
sexual one for Harry. He seems to be asexual otherwise, with, unsurprisingly,
no romantic interests or prospects to be found anywhere. Bottom line: For all
his weirdness, Harry has good intentions. But you know what they say about the
road to Hell being paved with those!</div>
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Harry’s life who he plainly sees are very naughty (Like the crooked executives
at his workplace, or local delinquent Moss Garcia). Harry starts to wonder: What
should happen to naughty individuals who skim charity money? Who have no
holiday spirit? Who read dirty magazines?? They should, of course, be <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">punished!!</i></div>
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So, Harry embarks on a kind of bi-polar Christmas crusade in
which he, as Santa, performs laudable acts of charity to the “Nice” (like bringing
a van-load of presents to an orphanage and giving an incredible Christmas to
dozens of kids), and incorrigible acts of mayhem to the “Naughty” (like going
on a nasty killing spree using Christmas toys as weapons). Because of these
wildly divergent behavior patterns, Harry can be hard to sympathize with at times,
but no one said you have to <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">always</i>
have likable characters- especially not in an 80’s horror movie!</div>
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Some critics don’t appreciate Harry’s moral ambiguity.
However, I enjoy this complexity in Harry’s character, because it reflects
several fundamental truths about human nature: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One is capable of doing both good and bad
things, but no one is ever really all good or bad. Serial killer Ted Bundy, for
example, worked a suicide prevention hotline and was credited with saving many
peoples’ lives- and this was while he was hunting human prey in his spare time!
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also, a “bad guy”, whether in a movie or
real life, never really sees himself as bad; I’m sure Harry never intended to
be “naughty” when he killed all those cynical, rotten folks. He was just trying
to keep the Christmas spirit alive! Ho-Ho-Ho!</div>
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Critics are also…well, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">critical</i>
of the ending of “CHRISTMAS EVIL”. I won’t spoil it, but I would like to point
out that the ending isn’t to be taken literally: The final few moments of the
movie are pure fantasy, seen through the eyes of Harry. Writer/director Lewis
Jackson’s commentary confirms it.</div>
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So, if you’re looking for an 80’s Yuletide horror with
interesting performances, (especially from Brandon Maggart, who plays Harry to
the hilt), clever writing, lots of garish colors, and a killer Santa with a
thoughtful, dark comic twist, look no further than “Christmas Evil”! It’s now
available re-mastered on DVD and Blu-ray from Vinegar Syndrome.</div>
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“ANGUISH” 1987 </div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“During the film which
you are about to see, you will be subject to subliminal messages and minor
hypnosis. This will cause you no physical harm or lasting effect. But, if for
any reason you lose control, or feel that your mind is leaving your body, leave
the auditorium immediately.”- Onscreen text introduction to “Anguish”</i></div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">“It’s only a movie.” –
Linda in “Anguish”</i></div>
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I’ve been toiling at a nearly
impossible task; I’m trying to review “Anguish” in an engaging and fascinating
way that will intrigue people who haven’t yet seen it, without dropping a
boatload of spoilers (I HATE spoilers). However, one can’t make an omelet
without breaking some eggs, and it will be necessary to reveal a FEW intimate
details of this movie. However, I hereby pledge to reveal fewer plot twists and
turns than any critical review for “Anguish” I’ve yet read. I swear.</div>
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Here we go: “Anguish” opens by
introducing us to a middle-aged Mama’s boy named John (played with naturalistic
neurosis by Michael Lerner) and, of course, his Mother (the tiny but powerful Zelda
Rubinstein, or Tangina to all you “Poltergeist” fans out there). These two make
an extremely odd and creepy twosome. Mother and son share a psychic link that’s
never really discussed, but I like the mystery of that; I think it makes things
more interesting. See, Mother can remotely listen in on her son’s day at his
job as a hospital orderly by… putting a seashell to her ear (!). <i>Yeah, pretty
surreal stuff. </i>But wait, there’s more!</div>
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As if snooping around her son’s
mind isn’t enough, Mother hypnotizes John (and, presumably, some of the
audience as well, if you believe the film’s introduction) to make him less of a
grade-A wussy-pants…I guess? Oh, who cares! The result: Things escalate quickly,
and John goes on a vicious killing spree. After he kills, he removes his
victims’ eyeballs to add to his collection. Of eyeballs. Yeah, pretty nasty
stuff.</div>
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Okay, here’s where things get
tricky. Just when you think you’ve got a handle on the plot, something happens
which changes literally everything. Here is the point where I do have to
release a spoiler. If you want to be totally surprised, skip it. If you’re
intrigued, read on. I promise that if you watch the movie after reading this,
there will still be plenty of surprises. </div>
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<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">About 20 minutes or so into “Anguish,” we discover we’ve been watching
a movie the whole time. No, I mean, as we’re watching John’s grisly story
unfold, the camera pulls back, revealing it’s a projected image on a vast
screen. We are actually in a packed theater, full of frightened and freaked-out
patrons watching John kill people in a horror flick called “The Mommy” (Still
following me?). So now we’re watching two parallel stories unfolding
simultaneously. And, believe it or not, what’s happening in the theater aisles
is just as interesting as what’s happening on the screen!</i></div>
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END OF SPOILER!</div>
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I won’t reveal any more of this
bizarre, mind-bending experience for anyone. And, true, the effect of seeing
this film on home video won’t be the same as seeing it in a theater (especially
the whole hypnotism gimmick, a bit of business that would have made William
Castle proud), but I will continue to sing its praises. </div>
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“Anguish” is a potent horror thriller
that boasts many delights: Great performances (especially from Lerner and the
scenery-chewing Rubinstein), production design, camera work, lighting, and gore
effects, to say nothing of the sure-handed writing and direction. With
“Anguish”, co-writer and director Bigas Luna (1946-2013), who was known for his
art house films, has given us a very strange and unique terror movie; it is spiked
with outrageous plot twists and shifts of reality, and is <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very </i>cleverly structured. In spite of (or perhaps <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">because </i>of) its sheer audaciousness,
“Anguish” never falters.</div>
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“Anguish” is available on <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Anguish-Zelda-Rubinstein/dp/B0013K2ZD6" target="_blank">DVD</a> and
Blu-Ray from Blue Undergound (out of print). Check it out if you like twists. But if you have
a problem with eye violence, avoid this movie at all costs! </div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“I never
thought I’d have to live…with the dead.”- Don, “THINGS”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I have
always had an appreciation for weird cinema, like “Eraserhead” and “Begotten”,
which transport their viewers to a totally different world where normal rules
do not apply. “THINGS” is no exception; with its lunatic lighting, shoestring
production design, gooey makeup FX, amateurish dubbing, nonsensical dialogue,
weird characters (and this movie ONLY has weird characters), whacked-out
editing, and a plotline that defies logical explanation, “THINGS” is a movie
experience like no other.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“THINGS”
revolves around three Canadian schlubs named Doug, Don, and Fred, and is mostly
set in an isolated cabin in the woods (Sound familiar?). <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Doug desperately wants to have a baby, but
he’s impotent (Cue sad trombone). What to do? He hires the sinister Dr. Lucas
to experiment on his wife Susan, to see if he can impregnate her (I know this
sounds like a joke, but it’s not). Well, the experiment works; Susan does get
pregnant, but to everyone’s horror, she dies birthing a brood of evil insect
babies (Nope. Again, that is not a joke!). Doug, Don, and Fred are now forced
to kill these monstrous offspring, or be killed by them!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">But this is
only part of the story: In addition to this, we are treated to female nudity, numerous
disorienting nightmare sequences, extended cutaways to the weird horror movies
and the news program the boys are watching on TV, tons of drunken, immature
dialogue (including the priceless gem “How do you get paper children?...You
fuck a bag lady!”), and more bodily functions than a National Lampoon <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>film festival.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“THINGS”
also has a fair share of slime and gore (as Don says hilariously at one point,
“The blood is dripping like maple syrup!”), and a lot of truly unmotivated
lighting: Most of the movie is lit in inexplicable, garish shades of red or
blue. It actually does lend some atmosphere, and makes “THINGS” visually
interesting. Since this movie was shot on 8mm film, then released on VHS, it
has a butt-load of comically awful dubbing, and a distinctly low-resolution video
quality that you just don’t see any more in this age of Blu Ray and 4K
televisions. Being kind of old school, I found this refreshing and fun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">It seems as
though co-writer/director Andrew Jordan and co-writer/star Barry J. Gillis <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>were inspired by such diverse elements as
Lucio Fulci’s zombie movies, the “Evil Dead” franchise, David Cronenberg’s
early films, and a little bit of “Manos: The Hands of Fate” for good measure.
Then they combined all these elements together in some kind of cinematic
blender, added a bit of intentional comedy (and a bunch of unintentional
ineptitude), and wound up with “THINGS.”</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">So, if you
have a taste for 80’s movies that are so dumb and bad they are truly hilarious
and unforgettable, check out Canuxploitation cult classic “THINGS”, now
available on <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Things-Barry-J-Gillis/dp/B0052G4P26/?ie=UTF8&qid=1460150546&sr=8-1&keywords=things+1989" target="_blank">DVD</a>! </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> Check out the Trailer: <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PiqSuC8KkNU" target="_blank">HERE</a></span></div>
Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-24300289828042034342016-03-06T14:39:00.000-08:002016-03-06T14:43:26.206-08:00Mother's Day (1980)<style>
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“MOTHER’S DAY” (1980)<br />
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“Black Christmas.” “Halloween.” “My Bloody Valentine.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“April Fools’ Day.” Most horror fans swear by
these “holiday horror” films. For whatever reason, however, a lot of folks have
never watched “MOTHER’S DAY.” How, I wondered, has this twisted holiday horror
opus (which, might I add, is horrormeister Eli Roth’s favorite horror film
ever, and was also shot across the street from where<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>” was shot, at the
exact same time!) gone unseen by so many horror fans? To help remedy this situation
right now, here’s a review!</div>
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characters are three former college roommates, now thirtysomethings who have
achieved varying levels of success in their personal and work lives. (We have
Trina, a glamorous Hollywood resident, Jackie, a put-upon New Yorker with low
self-esteem, and Abby, an energetic but pent-up Chicagoan who has been taking
care of her sick mother.) Every year they spend a weekend together. This year,
they’ve decided to go backpacking and camping in an isolated stretch of woods in
New Jersey called the Deep Barons. </div>
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Unfortunately for them, the Deep Barons are home to the most
twisted family since Charlie Manson roamed Spahn Ranch: There’s sweet-looking
old Mama (played with admirable gusto by Rose Ross) and her two degenerate sons
Ike and Addley. Mama has been teaching her boys the finer arts of kidnapping,
raping, and torturing random women. (Jeez! One shudders to think what kind of
ugly upbringing Mama must have had to instill these horrific habits in her own
children!) </div>
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Anyway, the boys capture our trio of heroines, and do their
worst. But, after a battery of devastating physical and mental abuse, the women
strike back…with a VENGEANCE! (Oh, hello, is this a can of Drano? And pass me
that electric turkey carver, will you?...) You may find yourself getting a
tremendously cathartic thrill from watching this effed-up family get their just
desserts, in outrageously violent fashion.</div>
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This grim rape revenge scenario may seem familiar, but make
no mistake: “Mother’s Day” is not just another heavy clone of “I Spit on Your
Grave” or “Last House on the Left,” or the other rape revenge horrors that came
before it. What sets “Mother’s Day” apart, for me personally, is that
co-writer/director Charles Kaufman saw fit to inject a surprisingly large amount
of humor into it. With reckless, madcap abandon we are served extreme violence,
80’s sleaze, cheesy comedy, and some utter randomness side by side. Somehow,
Kaufman keeps this schizophrenic-feeling film balanced so when he delivers
laughs and/or shudders, it never feels like he’s sacrificing one for the other.
Also, the humor makes the extreme violence and depravity go down easier.</div>
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In addition to all these goodies, “Mother’s Day” also has a
great deal of production style, scripting cleverness, and character
development, especially in regards to our heroines. We really get to know and
like Trina, Jackie, and Abby, so when things go bad we are right there with
them. And we’re equally on board when they seek bloody, nasty revenge.</div>
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A wholly satisfying and unforgettable experience, “Mother’s
Day” is definitely worth your 90 minutes! You can watch it here on YouTube: </div>
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4DMs-UepHc">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B4DMs-UepHc</a></div>
Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-63211735645281548512016-01-02T16:52:00.002-08:002016-01-02T16:55:37.193-08:00The Lamp (1987) A.K.A. - "The Outing"<style>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">A lot of you
may have never heard of “The Lamp,” also known as “The Outing” (which is not to
be confused with the 1985 release of the same name, which is also known as
“Scream” ((which is not to be confused with the 1996 release of the same name- Oh
dear God, what’s happening? MAKE IT STOP!!!)) </span></div>
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read about “The Lamp” in several movie guides, and it universally got awful
reviews. Even John Stanley, author of the definitive (And I feel, pretty
unbiased and fair) fantasy-film-critical volume “Creature Features” had nothing
good to say about this movie, except that the bloody death scenes may appeal to
gore fans. Meh. I shrugged it off, and never actively sought out this movie.
Recently, however, I stumbled onto it on YouTube. And you know what? I really
enjoyed it. It is not a great movie, and falls squarely into the “B” category,
but it is still creepy, colorful, self-aware, hilariously out there, and just
all-around entertaining. Oh, and John Stanley was right- The death scenes are
pretty interesting.</span><br />
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goes like this: a couple of bumbling burglars who behave like The Wet Bandits
on bath salts (with an equally intelligent and appealing lady friend in tow)
mercilessly murder a defenseless old woman, and steal a valuable
“Aladdin”-esque lamp from her. But some lamps are not meant to be rubbed! Soon
these crooks find out the irrefutable truth about the genie inside: It’s a downright
evil demon so-and-so! (But, hey, “Wishmaster” hadn’t come out yet. How could
they possibly have known?) So, the Genie in the lamp dispatches the burglars in
outrageous fashion. Then, the lamp winds up at a museum, where the Genie<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> really</i> gets to strut its stuff. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">We are
treated to, in no particular order: Human shish kebab, bodies ripped
telekinetically in half like paper dolls, zombified people and animals
attacking the living, death by ceiling fan, gobs of brains and gore, sometimes cheesy,
but memorable, creature and pyrotechnic effects and who can forget that creepy
green light… The end result, though about as dumb as it sounds, is a heckuva
lot of fun!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The writing
and directing (by Warren Chaney and Tom Daley, respectively), although
sometimes clunky, is full of touches that are snappy and funny. The production
design (by Robert Burns, of “Texas Chainsaw Massacre” fame) is excellent. “The
Lamp” is filled with cool sets, and the use of garish, multicolored lighting is
reminiscent of Bava or Argento.</span><br />
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characters in this movie are more interesting than your usual ‘80’s
stereotypes. In “The Lamp,” stereotypes are taken to sometimes hilarious extremes,
as with the aforementioned wacky robbers, a goofy, absent-minded professor, and
two totally 80’s sociopathic bullies (Spoiler alert! They get theirs). In
addition to the stereotypes, we have a bunch of random comedic wild cards
thrown in for good measure. For example, we have an ass-kicking,
kung-fu-fighting female high school teacher. Yep. It’s true. And a mustachioed
ginger security guard, who is also a world-class opera singer (?). </span><br />
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critics realized “The Lamp” was <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">supposed </i>to
be funny, like “Evil Dead 2,” or “Dead Alive.” I have a love for these movies because
they are bloody, crazy, and deliberately hilarious. I nearly fell out of my
chair laughing at the sheer outrageousness of “The Lamp.”</span><br />
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if you enjoy your horror gory, violent, and nonsensical, with tongue planted
firmly in cheek, check out “The Lamp,” AKA “The Outing”, which you can see on
Youtube here:</span> <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzMrPpAIkJ4"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vzMrPpAIkJ4</span></a><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></div>
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<a href="https://www.shoutfactory.com/film/film-horror/all-night-horror-marathon-vol-1-4-films"><span style="font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">https://www.shoutfactory.com/film/film-horror/all-night-horror-marathon-vol-1-4-films</span></a></div>
Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-88572647309790827592015-12-22T13:20:00.003-08:002015-12-23T14:48:41.362-08:00Watching Home Video Now vs In The 1980s<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Sometimes simple is better. I think it is possible to have so many things that nothing is special to you anymore. Today I have unlimited entertainment options at my fingertips every time I sit down in front of the television. I have hundreds of cable channels many of them with not only syndicated programs but their own original series and made for TV movies. I have YouTube, Netflix, on demand, Amazon instant and countless other “virtual channels” like Popcorn TV and The Cult Network. I’ve got countless DVDs and a hard drive with my favorite TV and movies recorded. Despite all this I have no doubt in my mind that I actually enjoyed watching movies at home more when I had to go to the video store, pick out two or three movies based solely on their cover art and synopsis. We didn’t have cable TV or satellite dish. I had no choice once I had committed but to watch what I had rented. Nowadays I can watch almost anything I can think of any time I want to. The flip side for me is my attention span has diminished. I will end up flipping from one thing to another looking for something better. I end up sitting in front of the TV for three hours and not watched anything but bits and pieces of 10 different movies and TV shows! It’s like the all you can eat buffet in Vegas that has every food imaginable so you try to get a little taste of everything. You get bored with something just move on to something else. I tried to explain to another parent one time that if a child has too many toys none of them will be special to them, it’s just a bunch of stuff. Like a little girl with only one doll she will love that doll so much but to another girl with a room full of dolls it’s just another one in the pile. <br />
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I can remember watching Star Wars over and over and over again and in the same day! My older sister was house-sitting for someone who owned a CED player and about 10 movies. Star Wars was the only one that interested me. Fiddler on the Roof and An Officer And A Gentleman didn’t do anything for me back then. For those of you who don’t remember the CED player was pre VCR by several years. It was actually more or less an LP record with video and sound recorded on it, the machine actually used a needle to read the grooves etched on the disk. It was pretty amazing technology back then and I still can’t quite wrap my head around the concept. In the early 80’s the VCR came out and you could go rent any movie you wanted and take it home to watch it. You could even order movies from the comfort of your home through that glossy little Columbia House club catalog (allow 4-6 weeks for delivery). <br />
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For me and probably most kids horror movie selection was all about the cover art. The artwork was like a part of the movie experience. Of course sometimes the cover oversold the less stellar contents of the movie. Browsing the video store was also a part of the fun. Or eagerly awaiting that little cardboard movie club box to show up in the mailbox. I was like Ralphie eagerly awaiting that secret decoder ring, checking the mailbox every day. One of my favorite Edgar Allen Poe quotes is “ Man's real life is happy, chiefly because he is ever expecting that it soon will be so”. Expectation and anticipation make things seem so much better when they finally arrive. Now it’s all about immediate gratification and the only wait is a few seconds watching that “Loading…..” bar. No commitment, If you don’t like it just move on to something else. <br />
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The sheer volume of content available seems to dilute it all somehow. Take TV shows for example. The big three were always battling it out back then but now we have countless networks churning out mass produced shows like an assembly line. There are hundreds of TV shows in current production at any given time. And call me old fashioned but there is just something not right about computer generated anything in a movie. All the wonder about “ How’d they do that?” is gone because you know how they did it! Don’t get me wrong I enjoy a lot of movies with tons of CGI but somewhere in the back of my mind something is just not right about it. Imagine Friday the 13th if Jason was just a bunch of computer generated pixels. <br />
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Maybe I’m just getting old. Maybe I’m just being nostalgic of my childhood, but I don’t think that’s entirely it. I think we are all becoming that kid with the huge pile of toys and none of them are as special or meaningful as when you only had two or three. There’s no going back now that the digital genie is out of the bottle. Luckily I can still pull a few of my old favorites out of the pile once in a while. Like a true friend or a comfy old sweater all my old 80’s Horror Movies will always be there for me. Nothing like a big hug from Jason Voorhees to make you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Okay Jason , that’s enough…no really you’re cracking my sternum…is that a machete or are you just happy to see me. Oh no this was a bad idea……….<br />
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Vintage Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10950454489157248254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-1101421301456654762015-12-20T20:08:00.001-08:002015-12-20T20:16:30.014-08:00April Fools Day (1986) vs. Slaughter High (1985)<style>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">“April Fools’ Day”
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There has been a great deal of debate about which “April
Fools’ Day” is better. It seems to divide people as much as political and
religious ideologies. Fans of either movie have a very strong stance on which
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In spite of their titles, and some other common ground,
these movies are quite different. “Slaughter High” is a low-budget independent
exploitation movie that tries to cash in on the “Holiday Horror” trend/ slasher
fad of the Eighties, with mixed results. “April Fools’ Day” is a bigger-budget
Paramount Studios film (<i>produced by Frank Mancuso of “Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>”
fame</i>) that tries to cash in fans of the “Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>” franchise
by promising more of the same, but then twists itself from a slasher film into
a whodunit. The end result is…well…more on that later.<br />
In order to determine conclusively which movie is better,
I’ve decided to give each movie up to 5 points apiece in 5 key categories:
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“Slaughter High” follows a fairly conventional slasher
plotline. You will find strong shades of the “Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>” series
and “Carrie” in it. Here we have a masked killer (<i>Marty, played by Simon
Scuddamore</i>) who’s out to kill a bunch of unpleasant characters (<i>his former high
school classmates whose careless prank disfigured him</i>) in a variety of
unpleasant ways.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The story, though
unoriginal and rather simple, is one that any of us who were bullied in school
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Sprinkled throughout the movie are some pacing problems, but
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“April Fools’ Day”,
on its surface, has a similar plotline. A bunch of over-privileged college kids
start to (<i>apparently</i>) get stalked and killed over a weekend retreat on
classmate Muffy St. John’s<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>newly-inherited
island estate (<i>sigh, first world problems</i>). However, there is a bit of mystery
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There is a fair bit of suspense during the stalking scenes,
and a few good jump scares (<i>Until the twist ending but, again, more on that
later. Spoilers!</i>). “April Fools’ Day” is, at its heart, a whodunit, set in a
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“April Fools’ Day” scores 2.5 out of 5.<br />
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Well, this is difficult. Both movies have a large number of
(<i>mostly</i>) unlikable ‘80s character types populating them (“<i>April Fools’ Day”, for
example, has the self-obsessed Southern social climber, the super-jock Peeping
Tom who looks like a date rapist, etc</i>.) What can I say, the actors do okay with
what they’ve been given. However, some “April Fools’ Day” characters are more
fleshed out, and not just cannon fodder. I was also pleased to see Amy Steel, of
“Friday the 13<sup>th</sup> Part 2” fame, playing another ballsy female
character in “April Fools’ Day”. I’ve always liked her. In addition, there are
some genuinely funny moments and lines of dialogue that are well-delivered by
the actors.<br />
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Even though the characters in “Slaughter High” are mostly
cardboard cutouts of ‘80s stereotypes (<i>we have the class ass-clown, the
motorcycle-riding jock, etc.</i>), they do possess a certain dumb charm. You may
ask “why?” Because, being a British production, most of the onscreen talent is also
British. The result is an outsiders’ translation of American stereotypes, and
it’s sometimes unintentionally hilarious. Accents ebb and flow through the
dialogue, and the actors’ “American” posturing is quite funny.<br />
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“April Fools’ Day” scores 3 out of 5.</div>
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“Slaughter High” also gets a 3 out of 5, just for different
reasons.<br />
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“April Fools’ Day” was shot on a big studio dime, in British
Columbia. Overall, it was slick, atmospheric, and well-shot. It felt like a
“Friday the 13<sup>th</sup>” movie in terms of lighting, color, and
composition.</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Slaughter High” was
shot on a shoestring in an abandoned insane asylum, and it shows. Even though
the set looks a little like a high school, it is gritty, grimy, and adds a bit of
production value to the movie.<br />
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“April Fools’ Day” scores 4 out of 5.</div>
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“Slaughter High” scores 2.5 out of 5.<br />
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“April Fools’ Day”, having a studio budget, has some decent
effects. However, we hardly see <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ANYTHING
AT ALL.</i> Why? There are <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">VERY</i> few
violent scenes in this movie. This movie’s almost total lack of bloodshed has
led to it being shown ad nauseum on cable TV in the past. Even in its uncut
version, it’s very tame (<i>If you watch to the end, or read to the end of this
review, you’ll understand why</i>).</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Slaughter High,” on
the other hand, is chock-full of special effects: Spilling blood, squirming
guts, and burning skin and flesh. It’s like a scene out of Dante’s “Inferno”
compared to “April Fools’ Day”. Some of the effects are good, some not so good.
But that’s true of most horror productions, so I’m willing to forgive.<br />
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“April Fools’ Day” scores 1.5 out of 5 (<i>with almost no
effects to be seen, I can’t go much higher</i>)</div>
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“Slaughter High” scores 4 out of 5<br />
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<b>HERE COME THE SPOILERS!</b><br />
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“Slaughter High” ends on kind of a cop-out note, having a
large portion of the movie turn out to be a dream Marty has in his cell in the
mental ward, where he’s been since his classmates disfigured him. However, I
think it’s safe to assume Marty will be making his dreams come true very soon
(<i>insert evil laugh here</i>).</div>
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“April Fools’ Day”’s
ending is, to me, worse than a cop-out. Turns out, all the mysterious disappearances
and presumed deaths are (ready for this?) an elaborate prank Muffy St. John played
on her friends. Her motivation: To prove to her family that she can be a
successful ‘80s entrepreneur by turning her newly-inherited island into a
Murder Mystery Resort. So, she assembles some actors, and cooks up a ridiculous
scenario where her friends were pursued, trapped, and terrified that they are
going to be the next victims of Muffy’s fictitious psychotic twin sister Buffy
(<i>Like, omigod! What a twist!</i>).</div>
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Some people think this was a good, clever direction to take
the movie. I cannot disagree more.</div>
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See, part of the reason for the popularity of slasher movies
is the audience gets a cathartic thrill out of watching these stereotypical
characters getting murdered in outrageous ways. In a slasher, if no one gets
killed, there’s no appeal, no payoff, or even a real story. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And at the end of “April Fool’s Day”, not only
does no one die, every one of these dumb yuppie wankers gets to drink their own
bottle of champagne! Come on, Paramount, what were you thinking?! You can’t
sell “April Fools’ Day” as a slasher movie, when it’s just a “Scooby Doo”
episode in disguise!</div>
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The only way “April Fools’ Day” could be enjoyable is if the
studio had used the ending that wound up in the movie’s novelization: In that
version, all of Muffy’s friends, enraged that they have been manipulated in such
a way (<i>much as I felt after watching this movie</i>), turn on her, and kill her.
Yeah! Now <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">that’s</i> a horror ending!<br />
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“April Fools’ Day” gets a 0 out
of 5 in the resolution department. EPIC FAIL!<br />
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So, in conclusion, “Slaughter High” wound up with 16 points
out of a possible 25. It’s half-assed and cheap in many ways, but as a holiday
horror/ slasher movie, meh, it still gets a passing grade.</div>
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“April Fools’ Day” wound up with a pathetic 11.5 points out
of 25, at least when judged as a holiday horror/ slasher movie.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As a horror movie, it simply doesn’t work.
However, when judged as a movie embodying the spirit of April Fools’ Day
itself, it scores higher, maybe 17 or 18 out of 25. After all, “April Fools’
Day” does go out of its way to fool its audience, and kind of succeeds. I just
wish the ultimate gag on its viewers was more satisfying.<br />
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Check out the trailer for Slaughter High <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tZm5IuRts1o" target="_blank">HERE</a></div>
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Check out the trailer for April Fool's Day <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74OsEZsUhU0" target="_blank">HERE</a> </div>
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Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-42160072550068571222015-11-12T13:15:00.000-08:002015-12-01T08:26:19.902-08:00Top Ten 80’s Horror Movies You Can Watch For Free On YouTube<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Just Click on The Titles to Watch. There are some real hidden gems here for 80's Horror fans!<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/8CIGsy8KfKg">Just Before Dawn 1981</a><br />
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Five campers arrive in the mountains to examine some property they have bought, but are warned by the forest ranger Roy McLean that a huge machete-wielding maniac has been terrorizing the area. Ignoring the warnings, they set up camp, and start disappearing one by one. If that sounds too run-of-the-mill, there's a genuinely shocking plot twist half-way through...<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/NJE59y_AfbY">Intruder 1989 </a><br />
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INTRUDER is without a doubt one of the last great slashers from the genre's peak decade. <a href="http://www.imdb.com/user/ur1459896/?ref_=tt_urv">RareSlashersReviewed</a><br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/jbPRSW1Ft1o">"Evil Laugh" (1988)</a><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4nQgiyDE0y3gAGqHWuPchOhPKq1z5SwvGVkN9vArBIgQzTOPaoSau9ROyroXrOOX56o1XPqMx6DQZfxqESN3lH6UpA0KYVoiftGwaEFVbXBu1pup-z9O5hYs9CEs0tUf-dJASnefdzY/s1600/qXIOV3RlTyFj6nwvFZMU7E7B5x1.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW4nQgiyDE0y3gAGqHWuPchOhPKq1z5SwvGVkN9vArBIgQzTOPaoSau9ROyroXrOOX56o1XPqMx6DQZfxqESN3lH6UpA0KYVoiftGwaEFVbXBu1pup-z9O5hYs9CEs0tUf-dJASnefdzY/s200/qXIOV3RlTyFj6nwvFZMU7E7B5x1.jpg" /></a>An old orphanage has just been rebuilt after it was mysteriously burned to the ground over a decade ago following accusations of child molestation and abuse by Martin, whose own father committed suicide out of shame. Needless to say he couldn't prove his innocence, suffered a psychotic breakdown which subsequently led to him systematically slaughter the other occupants, including the kids, particularly the accusers, before perishing in the blaze that followed. Now a group of med-students are brought in by a seemingly benevolent doctor turned pediatrician, Jerry who seeks to fix the place up as less an institution more of a foster home. One of the students is set on dwelling there at this current position, while the others are set on helping them settling in. But soon they'll discover that our current owner has been secretly disposed of by an intruder, who is still lurking close by<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/3plPvGiB3uw">Night of the Demons (1988)</a><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkvhvu3U8vnfeU8DsPLo1AC1KA_onyGr9bU8I1QXhu1oPaSRahPYPOQKf0wY6OPkz6wGpgznfErC7euxyKxCPj71rnRtDC4l53hNvSP3on9WnShrQgsCsmyfmOrlenOOf7dEEVmsDwqF8/s1600/1390194263_5.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkvhvu3U8vnfeU8DsPLo1AC1KA_onyGr9bU8I1QXhu1oPaSRahPYPOQKf0wY6OPkz6wGpgznfErC7euxyKxCPj71rnRtDC4l53hNvSP3on9WnShrQgsCsmyfmOrlenOOf7dEEVmsDwqF8/s200/1390194263_5.jpg" /></a>On the night of Halloween, 10 teens decide to go to a party at an abandoned funeral parlor. "Hull House", rumored to be built on an evil patch of land & underground stream, is the place. While starting the party, the teens gather around a big mirror to perform a seance...BIG MISTAKE. They awaken some evil force and find themselves trapped and taken over one by one. Now it's a battle for who can survive and cross over the stream before going to hell....<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/7tv6VoOYok4">Clownhouse (1989)</a><br />
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This one always gets a lot of controversy. Just don’t dig too deep into the director and production of this movie until after you’ve watched it. There were some real horrors going on behind the scenes….<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/cETMR4cUp6c">The Changeling – 1980</a><br />
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A slow burning masterpiece. Watch this alone in the dark and it will haunt you.<br />
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Peter Medak's The Changeling is among a handful of films, including The Haunting (1963), Ghost Story (1981), and Lady in White (1988), that have successfully recreated the intimate, drawing-room atmosphere of supernatural horror fiction.<br />
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After his wife and daughter are killed in a snowbound car accident, classical composer John Russell (George C. Scott) relocates from New York to Seattle to teach at his alma mater. Looking for a quiet place to rest and continue writing music, he is referred Claire Norman (Trish Van Devere) at the Seattle Historical Preservation Society. Claire shows John a large, sparsely furnished estate in the outlying countryside. He takes the house, appreciating its remoteness and the solitude it might afford, and diverts himself by renovating and settling in. He even starts to compose, putting aside his older work in favor of a new, sentimental piece for the piano.<br />
It is not long, however, before he begins having nightmares about the accident that killed his wife and daughter. Possibly because of this trauma, he is open to communications from the house's ghostly occupants.<br />
Those looking for a similar experience in movies will appreciate The Changeling as a gem in the horror genre.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzwdxIckTwxPFduK-7F-mtFN-YAclWy5TWPN0i3TgB6zpc6P3K-igJtR9WC1slvZpzUG5bLDwFO2wrBk21TbgJJF-zrqiQs56YVDYwZd_hi1XUiWUhxzrWLr55nvY7iEvUPQ0Ce2ecInA/s1600/heknows1.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzwdxIckTwxPFduK-7F-mtFN-YAclWy5TWPN0i3TgB6zpc6P3K-igJtR9WC1slvZpzUG5bLDwFO2wrBk21TbgJJF-zrqiQs56YVDYwZd_hi1XUiWUhxzrWLr55nvY7iEvUPQ0Ce2ecInA/s200/heknows1.jpg" /></a><a href="https://youtu.be/W0Nbt19ukdg">He Knows You're Alone (1980)</a><br />
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A bride-to-be is being stalked upon by a serial killer. She gets help from a former lover, but will they manage to escape?<br />
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A young Tom Hanks stars in He Knows You're Alone. special FX by Tom Savini (Friday the 13th parts 1 and 4)<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjif_qcE4R2l8O3QOoNZN1mPBN_spXYD80IEa2ZgKy390ZSZ64AIfgknQ6GSCxH7TAgcfhmIP4V4FIsNrSFln-NIlSy_p84kQmfTJEjRkUcyTsrm1pAZg_Hles31hgA0cRl68DcjZonhs/s1600/download.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjif_qcE4R2l8O3QOoNZN1mPBN_spXYD80IEa2ZgKy390ZSZ64AIfgknQ6GSCxH7TAgcfhmIP4V4FIsNrSFln-NIlSy_p84kQmfTJEjRkUcyTsrm1pAZg_Hles31hgA0cRl68DcjZonhs/s1600/download.jpg" /></a><a href="https://youtu.be/twOtgYCx728">The Hearse (1980)</a><br />
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Jane Hardy decides to stay the summer in the house her aunt left her when she died, to try and recoup from a bad divorce. Little does she know, her aunt practiced witchcraft and is still thought of very badly by the town's citizens. As soon as she moves in, she is haunted by a old black hearse and it's creepy driver. Is she going insane or is she truly being menaced? She meets a friendly young man and becomes involved with him, but is he and the creepy driver one and the same?<br />
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Ireland will never be the same after Rawhead Rex, a particularly nasty demon, is released from his underground prison by an unwitting farmer. The film follows Rex's cross country rampage, while a man struggles to stop it. Howard Hallenbeck (David Dukes) is an American professor who travels to Ireland to research items of religious significance...<br />
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<a href="https://youtu.be/rKWjjhYEdRM">Spookies 1986</a><br />
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Taking a wrong turn, travelers find themselves trapped in a mysterious house. One horror after another threatens them as the sorcerer who lives within needs sacrifices to give eternal life to his beautiful bride.</div>
Vintage Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10950454489157248254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-33401661651826957682015-11-11T09:48:00.003-08:002015-12-01T08:24:14.841-08:00Evil Dead Trap (1988)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Put yourself
in the shoes of Japanese late night-talk show host Nami: You receive a
mysterious VHS in the mail. When you pop it in and press PLAY, you are shocked
to see what appears to be a genuine snuff film; Before your eyes in living
video color, a helpless woman is brutally tortured and murdered. Now, what
would you do if confronted with the possibility of a snuff videographer sending
you mementoes in the mail? Would you (A): Immediately alert the police? Or (B):
Gather a group of your TV station coworkers to trace the source of the tape,
regardless of the obvious possibility of danger? Well, luckily for us, Nami
chose option B, and “Evil Dead Trap” (1988) is a roller-coaster nightmare ride!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">I know, some
of you out there may be thinking “Oh, another 80’s slasher movie. Even worse,
it’s trying to cash in on people mistakenly associating it with the “Evil Dead”
franchise. NOT INTERESTED.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But trust
me- there is so much more in play here. It’s NOT JUST a slasher movie. And it
does not, in ANY way, resemble the “Evil Dead” franchise in terms of characters
or content. </span></div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQI1hLn5a4n2nKhFRSGyIfV_9KYfHFPfDYqcT98mQChKtRP1sSTuy8p8-hBOyyHAbbSDOZ5MFd-W1sPix39-5xLdl8ywB6z7UyRoh-pHGp8Epfepu65GbeEYhFeronvdLbroPvL1bnMJma/s1600/MV5BMjE3MjUwNDUxN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjg5NTQyMQ%2540%2540._V1_SX214_AL_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQI1hLn5a4n2nKhFRSGyIfV_9KYfHFPfDYqcT98mQChKtRP1sSTuy8p8-hBOyyHAbbSDOZ5MFd-W1sPix39-5xLdl8ywB6z7UyRoh-pHGp8Epfepu65GbeEYhFeronvdLbroPvL1bnMJma/s320/MV5BMjE3MjUwNDUxN15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwNjg5NTQyMQ%2540%2540._V1_SX214_AL_.jpg" title="Evil Dead Trap (1988)" width="184" /></a><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Admittedly,
like “The Evil Dead,” “Evil Dead Trap” IS extremely stylized, with many crazy
camera POV’s and clever use of angles, and rapid-fire editing. And, like “The
Evil Dead,” “EVIL DEAD TRAP” offers shock after bloody shock, surprise after
jaw-dropping surprise. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>But it feels
nothing at all like “The Evil Dead.” In “The Evil Dead,” we understand that
demons are on the loose, hence the crazy demonic possessions, over-the-top
violence and grotesquery, etc. But “EVIL DEAD TRAP” is different; In the “EVIL
DEAD TRAP” universe, there is almost no understanding what the hell is
happening, or why- and that is, to me personally, somewhat refreshing. Where “The
Evil Dead” was somewhat playful in its surrealistic moments (Ash’s hand going
straight into a mirror, inanimate objects moving by themselves, etc.), “EVIL
DEAD TRAP” is hardcore- nightmarish, bizarre, and of course, brutally violent. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Evil Dead
Trap” writer Takashi Ishii (who also penned the “Angel Guts” series) and
director Toshiharu Ikeda (who also directed a bunch of porn, actually) bring us,
in no particular order: a sadistic masked killer; logic-defying booby-traps
& deaths; gritty industrial atmosphere & sets; a creepy &
relentless electronic music score reminiscent of Goblin; some of the strangest
supporting characters this side of The Log Lady; unexplained fireballs &
explosions; twisted sexual violence, and numerous other surprises and “WTF?”
moments (Can’t say more- Spoilers!).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">This movie
may be a lot of things- foul, disgusting, nonsensical- but it certainly isn’t
boring! Ishii and Ikeda throw terror, perverse thrills, and suspense at us at
every possible angle, resulting in a frenzied terror tale that looks and feels
like a nasty fever dream; It is nonstop entertainment that doesn’t let a
coherent plot spoil anything. So, if you enjoy movies that let logic fall away
in favor of extreme style and strangeness (like Italian classics “Suspiria” or
“The Beyond”), “Evil Dead Trap” is definitely for you. Also, if you just want
to increase your J-horror intake without watching another movie about ghosts, you
owe it to yourself to check it out.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Evil Dead
Trap” is available on DVD in the original Japanese with well-translated English
subtitles from Synapse Films. Ride this grim nightmare- If you dare!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">View the trailer <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uL0xRMXiJck" target="_blank">here</a>! </span></div>
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Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-46833887282876515332015-10-21T14:00:00.001-07:002015-11-22T16:23:42.840-08:00Baby Blood a.k.a. The Evil Within (1989)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Blood” AKA “The Evil Within”</span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Imagine what
would happen if Frank Henenlotter (“Basket Case” series), David Cronenberg
(“The Brood”), and Larry Cohen (“It’s Alive” series) got together and directed
a movie… It would probably look something like 1989 French horrorfest “Baby
Blood”! “Baby Blood” was directed by Alain Robak, and written by Robak and
Serge Cukier. It was released in the U.S. by A-Pix in an English-language <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>version (with 2 full minutes of gore callously
cut) retitled “The Evil Within.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Baby Blood”
is a very, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">very</i> strange movie. In its
uncut French-language version, this film is a walking contradiction: <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It can be campy, even a bit silly at times.
But, at other times it can be downright brutal, and oddly effective at making
your skin crawl. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It is a blood-drenched
exploitation film filled with a most unsavory plot and characters. But it is
also stylish, original, and self-aware in a darkly comedic way. And, perhaps
best of all, it’s never, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">ever</i> boring.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The plot in
a nutshell is this: Circus performer Miette (played with a feral sex appeal by
French starlet Emmanuelle Escourrou) finds herself an unwilling mother, when a
serpent-like creature slithers up her vagina, and takes up residence in her
womb. (Yes, you did just read that correctly.) But wait, there’s more! This
creature can also communicate with Miette telepathically. What does it want?
Human blood- and lots of it.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>And if it
doesn’t get what it wants, it will literally rip out her ovaries! So now Miette
must kill men and drink their blood to nourish this unholy thing, as it grows
to its next developmental stage inside her- <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">until
it’s ready to be born…</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">“Baby Blood”
is just as strange, twisted, and gruesome as the above synopsis would lead you
to believe. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It’s a headlong plunge into a
nightmare world where (even when random people aren’t getting stabbed and
vampirized to feed an evil baby), everything and everyone looks filthy, damp,
or unpleasant.</span></div>
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do a good job, but (apart from the voluptuous Escourrou) they look strange, or
repulsive. However, I think this works to help ground this incredibly bizarre
film. I would never buy such a ridiculous story if it were populated only by
hunky dudes and supermodels; “Baby Blood” would just feel… <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">fake</i> if it didn’t happen to real people.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The overall
atmosphere and locations of this movie are as seedy and grimy as a trap in a
“Saw” movie. The gruesome makeup effects (by Benoit Lestang and Jean-Marc
Toussant) run the gamut from wincingly nasty-to-watch, to hilariously over-the-top,
depending on the scene. I’m fairly sure this was done on purpose. Much like in the
original “Texas Chainsaw Massacre”, there’s a rich vein of black comedy running
through this entire movie. But when “Texas Chainsaw” and “Baby Blood” want to
disturb us, they have our full attention. The lighting, camera work, and sound
(at least in the uncut French-language version) are also excellent. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 115%;">The voices
used in the English-dubbed version are (naturally) awful compared to original
French. A perfect example of this is the voice of the baby: In the French version,
the voice is that of an impish, childlike… <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">thing.</i>
It’s creepy as hell. But in the English-dubbed version, the baby’s voice sounds
somehow mature, suave, and cultured- like an NPR talk show host! (?) Uh, no
thanks, “Evil Within.” I’m sticking with “Baby Blood.”</span></div>
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having the cut-up, English-dubbed “The Evil Within” available in America for
almost two decades, Anchor Bay released the uncut French version “Baby Blood”
in 2006. Sadly, this edition is now out of print. But if you do stumble across
it (perhaps on YouTube), and you don’t mind subtitles, check out this freakish
lovechild of grindhouse grue and high cinematic art. You won’t regret it.</span></div>
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Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-90519280461556480782015-10-05T23:55:00.000-07:002015-11-22T16:21:03.215-08:00Blood Cult (1985)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Throw some Jiffy Pop on the stove and fire up the top loader (love that sound) cause it's October and if you're like me then you've already begun your 2015 Horror play list. When it comes to 80's slashers, you've got Freddy, Jason and The Shape (AKA Michael) but what about The Figure? You know, from the self proclaimed, first-ever, straight to home video, movie Blood Cult (1985)? Written by Stuart Rosenthal and James Vance and Directed by Christopher Lewis who also directed The Ripper from the same year starring practical effects legend, Tom Savini; Blood Cult being eclipsed by the later. With a score of 3.4/10 on IMDB and a lack of a official score entirely on Rotten Tomatoes, a first time viewing of Blood Cult is usually followed up with a patronizing "Wow". It also had the audacity to use the alternate title of simply, "Slasher" and its original title, The Sorority House Murders, sums up the premise of the film. So what IS the premise?<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTJPQPeKah_cHGUUuMAIwf_C82oW2PJPBI9D_9lGuN9Ug26Xgt4A8Rbl5TkNPciLi3LU1fYMMNZdDrrHCSk17dlBdb-yqxhXUWIEzkwV0JS83CM0tKdfkpVG8mWV_NbtGI1HRJq-S9lWT1/s1600/bloodcult.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTJPQPeKah_cHGUUuMAIwf_C82oW2PJPBI9D_9lGuN9Ug26Xgt4A8Rbl5TkNPciLi3LU1fYMMNZdDrrHCSk17dlBdb-yqxhXUWIEzkwV0JS83CM0tKdfkpVG8mWV_NbtGI1HRJq-S9lWT1/s200/bloodcult.png" title="Blood Cult 80s Horror" width="200" /></a> Sorority girls start dropping in Oklahoma, with each one of the victims missing a particular body part. Discovering "Canis" gold coins at every crime scene suggests that the campus is being targeted by a cult. Geriatric hero, Ron Wilbois is on the scene to solve these strange murders while devouring Arby's roast beef sandwiches.<br />
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Blood Cult doesn't break any molds aesthetically. In fact, it almost feels like a parody of the slasher genre. With its high keyed sequences, fluorescent blood, mono sound and atrocious acting. On occasion you'll see the lens ring bordering the frame, along with the top of the walls from their one and only set they built and even the boom operator can be found standing in the scene.<br />
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So why post about Blood Cult if it has no redeeming qualities? To be honest, I actually love and respect this film, much like the majority of other straight to video slashers. To a budding film-maker it feels like a feature length student film and with a budget of only $27,000 it practically was. Ninety minutes of amateurs discovering the ins and outs of of visual storytelling. Even though this film fails in quality it inadvertently broke the barrier and opened the flood-gates for the U.S. home video market. "But I thought David Prior's Sledgehammer was the first S.O.V. released in the 80's?" Technically, it is, right after Boardinghouse's theatrical run but Blood Cult took it one step further by dropping over $100,000 on their advertising campaign which boosted their distribution. Quantity over quality. You had a higher likelihood of seeing a copy of Blood Cult on shelves than you would Sledgehammer. So it wins the S.O.V. argument by notoriety but loses on a technicality. <br />
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So here's a nod *raises glass* to the early 80's S.O.V. movement. Much in the way of Roger Corman; no longer would anyone have to work with a studio. If you had a vision, knew someone with deep pockets and could obtain a Betacam then you too could make a movie and have it distributed. LLoyd Kaufman and Charles Band know this method very well and if you're like me you have to screen their whole catalogue. You take the bad with the good but sometimes you just want a bad popcorn flick like Blood Cult.<br />
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Double feature DVD with both Blood Cult and its sequel, Revenge released by VCI for cheap. <a href="http://www.vcientertainment.com/index.php?route=product/product&product_id=638&path=59" target="_blank">HERE</a>. <br />
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Youtubers, Neo Trash Video screen Blood Cult for the first time <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=psJEWxupMbw" target="_blank">HERE</a>.<br />
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Blood Cult trailer <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lM6RjB4pnFU" target="_blank">HERE.</a></div>
Neo Trash Videohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07225888972925283730noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-12665809653994611452015-06-16T08:46:00.000-07:002015-06-16T08:48:01.844-07:00383 More Of The Greatest Horror Movie VHS Covers<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="background-color: black; color: white; font-family: Roboto, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 17px;">The sequel to the previous video, "167 Of The Greatest Horror Movie VHS Covers", this is a further tribute and nostalgic look at the era of horror movies on VHS, which is how many first discovered a lot of movies. The great box art was often what led people to watching the movie. Covers chosen for their look, style, creativity, iconic status, and historic and sentimental value.</span><br />
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Vintage Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10950454489157248254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-1048403961643523732015-06-11T07:10:00.000-07:002015-06-11T11:32:51.063-07:00Madman Producer Gary Sales: Exclusive Interview<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_68aK_0hg6-xKdQtMQ_rIt00ipHfm596sURQPz_JAZ63HNNAKFEI3wJERB-zubgYrF-WVANvTyivHOgqYZH5geV5irKryugIfNnWTudgVfDv5_l8KGQTQKetQg5CVef1LHWaspYmK9A/s1600/Madman+Logo-round.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Madman Marz Logo" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_68aK_0hg6-xKdQtMQ_rIt00ipHfm596sURQPz_JAZ63HNNAKFEI3wJERB-zubgYrF-WVANvTyivHOgqYZH5geV5irKryugIfNnWTudgVfDv5_l8KGQTQKetQg5CVef1LHWaspYmK9A/s1600/Madman+Logo-round.jpeg" title="Madman Logo 2015" /></a><span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror;</i> Gary, please tell us a little about yourself and how you became involved in film-making.</span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span><br />
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I was a musician as a teen and played a lot of rock and roll. When I got into college, I was into sex and drugs and rock and roll.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>So I majored in music and drama to pursue those interests and maybe improve my musicianship and acting in the bargain.<br />
Back in the day, I found myself drawn to the electronic music department at Queens college, where I studied the workings of Moogs, Buchlas and Arps— the top synths of the day. And back then, they weren’t digital… they were analog and used something called, “voltage control” to do their magic.<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZQwk3APYdjzcP3rvVSIGEJUR_QQWq4b1TaJuclWpsbw7fWgQK1VNk59j8W3TfKYtYmRzFJzcTmbSYdoZFRkg9mCfyFVVU_t49y-1cArsbXQwetoZtfhBTUsHLGwSDhesFWwCWYepQfs/s1600/Madman_Marz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="178" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxZQwk3APYdjzcP3rvVSIGEJUR_QQWq4b1TaJuclWpsbw7fWgQK1VNk59j8W3TfKYtYmRzFJzcTmbSYdoZFRkg9mCfyFVVU_t49y-1cArsbXQwetoZtfhBTUsHLGwSDhesFWwCWYepQfs/s200/Madman_Marz.jpg" width="200" /></a><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>We were all thrilled with them because nothing like music synthesis ever really existed before and they were cutting edge instruments.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>That’s why, when I finally got to make Madman, the entire underscore is a fully electronic music soundtrack. <br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Master Synthesist, Stephen Horelick came aboard with me and composed the music from some samples, ideas and conversations we had.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>All the songs and background music on the movie are also mine. A soundtrack album is due out for this Halloween.<br />
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Sorry.. I digressed… must be the drugs part of my history… anyway, music conservatory was a blast and I was learning some serious music history and really stretching from my rock roots to live up to the program there. At the same time I was living in the East Village, hitting the Filmore East on a regular basis and checking out the downtown theatre scene in Manhattan. One day I woke up and realized that I was in classes at school next to dudes that were already prodigies and where I was struggling to just keep up, they were all skating along.<br />
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I played in the jazz band for a bit and that was cool doing some Miles, Bird, etc. but the drama stuff I was doing around town began to take over my imagination as to where I could go with my career. Not that I wasn’t digging the music, but what I was really drawn to there was all the new info on the engineering, the sound reinforcement techniques and cutting edge understandings of the actual sonic DNA of music and sound. <br />
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Before music videos came to the US from Europe I was shooting small super 8 movies and soundtracking them with “concrete” sounds— the natural sounds of the city, like: bull dozers, jack hammers, pile drivers, taxi horns, buses, trains, crowds, subways… everything I could record and mix together and lay over images I shot and cut together. It was pretty rad at the time and even my classmates didn’t fully get it when I showed the 8, 10 and 12 minutes works to them. I wasn’t sure what I was doing exactly but something was coming out of me, it felt natural and organic to what was on my mind and it was fun and went very well with the panama red that was invading the country at the time.<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>One day, word buzzed around campus that, at another school in the City of NY University system, one called Richmond College in Staten Island (a borough that really should have belonged to NJ but was won in a ferry boat race and became part of NY instead). I had to take the ferry across the bay back and forth every day, BUT.. the big news about the school was the following:<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>pass/fail & honors grades only; no attendance rules; very progressive profs; a rockin’ avante garde student body; and up to $5000 toward making your student films if you were a film major. JUMP CUT!<br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> Me and a bunch of my bros on the ferry to S.I. after transferring our asses there as quickly as possible. It was at Richmond College (it’s now called the College of Staten Island and is way different) that I met Joe Giannone, my partner, good buddy and the late screenwriter and director of MADMAN. We were both in the film and theatre dept there and did productions and projects along with a few other folks I’m still in touch with. Joey and I knew the only way into the business for us was to make our own feature. We studied Roger Corman and other guys like Irwin Yablans (Halloween) and Sean S. Cunnigham (Friday the 13th) and looked for a way to write something, raise money, make a feature and break into the movie bizz. <br />
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My first summer of after starting at Richmond I ran into a XXX porn movie shooting on the stage of the old Anderson Theater in the East Village and talked myself into a PA job. (started for $0, but come onnnn… the sites alone were worth the price of admission. Actually, I got desensitized to the sex after a few days and it was mostly a job… not a bad one.. but you’re working. I had a great time and it led me to other work on R-rated sex comedies, documentaries, and other productions in and around the city. Best education for budding filmmakers is to get on a set as soon as possible. Film School’s good for history, some techniques, meeting others you can partner up with and getting free gear to use— but working on a set burns the protocols and process into you at warp speed. You also get to learn where your talents and interests lie as well. Everyone cannot be a director.<br />
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When we got out of school I found myself producing off-off Broadway theatre for a while with Joey and another alumnus, playwright and now screenwriter, AJ Cipolla. AJ and I were just coming up with plays and talking our way into small houses in downtown Manhattan. We’d produce plays that mostly came from AJs dreams. It was pure creativity and business moxie as we just dived in with no real experience.<br />
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I was sort of the show runner (that term didn’t exist then but that’s what I was, in essence, doing). AJ would come up with scripts, I’d critique and he’d revise them, while I found a house to play them in and put together a running crew. We cast them together from our cronies from school or open calls in the city. Some I’d direct as well and some of the bigger ones, we’d bring Joe Giannone in to direct because I had to many responsibilities and not enough time to do it. <br />
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It was a riot.. We ran ourselves ragged. I hardly slept. Once, I nodded out while driving home and had my VW Beetle’s left fender ripped off by a taxi <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> going in the other direction on one of the transverses that cut through Central Park. Shit… another few inches and it coulda been a head on. Oh well. I was happy to take my mom’s POV. “Your number wasn’t up yet!” So I pressed on, producing and directing OOB but Joey and I were also realizing that there wasn’t going to be much money in it and we were also filmmakers that wanted to make movies. When the low budget but brilliant, John Carpenter’s, Halloween blew the doors off the box office and was followed by Friday the 13th being picked up by Major Studio, Paramount, and booking $60,000,000 in US grosses, we knew <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>what we had to do. We were also influenced by the fact that, Armand Mastroianni, a classmate then and movie/TV director ever since, made, “He Knows You’re Alone," for about $600K and MGM picked it up for over $1mil. That’s what we heard at the time at least. BTW, Paramount’s pick up of indie Friday the 13th was the first time an indie genre picture got distribution from a major studio. It’s success touched off a feeding frenzy by all the studios because none of them had any horror like it on the shelf and they bought anything that came to their screening rooms that had blood on it. <br />
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BTW— no video and no net back then. Everyone had to book screening room time and drag 50 pounds of 35mm movie reels in heavy metal containers to and from. Execs had to make their way down to the screening rooms and watch movies. In another post, I can tell some stories about what we saw when we paid off the projectionists to let us hang out and watch from their booth. <br />
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Backtracking a little.. so Joey and I decided to go after writing a horror movie and raising the money to make it. We flipped a coin for who would direct and he won, but it wouldn’t have mattered, because I was the one with the mouth who could make a cold call and I was the one producing and sometimes directing “Industrials” for Fortune 500 companies and had all the connections to crews and gear. We had great respect for each other and were a natural combination of opposites. He was tight and careful and precise and I was loose and would shoot from the hip when instincts told me to. Between us, we made a good <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> team because we got each other’s talents and allowed ourselves to learn from each other. Not that we didn’t go head to head sometimes, but it was always for the good of the project and each of us would, at times, just relent without resentment to the other’s POV. He was like a brother to me. Gotta say, I miss him.<br />
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So, to wrap up my movie bizz entry story, we built the legend of MADMAN script around a campfire tale that I was told year after year at sleep away camp up in the Catskill Mountains of NY. Joey and I spent many long days and nights together working out the story and then he moved back into his parent’s house and worked on the screenplay. We’d talk on the phone late into every night and then we’d meet up every week or so at the offices of the company I worked for in the city and after hours we'd go over the script and use their copy machines, typewriters and the phones to reach out to investors, crew, cast, etc. Back in those days… No faxes. No internet. Just IBM Selectrics with their crazy ball of type and the magic of correction tape too. Touch Tone phones where also where it was at. <br />
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I got serious about learning how to sell deals and practiced the techniques of a cool book I found called, THE POWER OF THE SUBCONSCIOUS MIND. Basically, it was all about using visualization, which meant you had to play the reel of your goals on the screen of your mind each night as you drifted off to sleep and your subconscious rose up to rule your dreams. That, and kicking my weed habit until the movie was made served us well as I began to reach out to anyone who would talk with me about financing our picture. At the time, the working title was, THE LEGEND LIVES. (now 35 years later… I know the Legend does live.) <br />
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Consider that our 35 year old, cult horror fave, has been holding in the Top Ten on Amazon’s Movies-Blu-ray-Horror section since we announced the pre-orders in March. To me, that’s Legendary. After releasing on May 26th, we stayed at #1 in front of Poltergeist and Maggie… two movies released and heavily advertised by majors, Lionsgate and Universal. Ahead of Penny Dreadful and other big names too. Not bad for a 35 year old, unsung cult 80s slasher picture. I digress again, sorry.<br />
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After about eight months of knocking on doors and taking meetings with people’s uncles, fathers, brothers, accountants, stock brokers and fortune tellers, we finally walked into the offices of a baby carriage manufacturer who understood our pitch. At that point the indie, lobo horror genre was a big success and cranking out a couple of pictures a week to the screens around the country. Remember.. this is 1979/80. VHS and Betamax were still duking it out for the Home Video market and the net was not even a twinkle in a geek’s eye back then. What we brought into the pitch meetings were these simple phrases,<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Low budget horror films don’t need stars and they’re making big money at the box office.”<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>"Horror and fright are the stars and we can deliver them to the audience with our grisly campfire tale that all audiences will relate to.”<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>“Don’t believe us… but you might want to believe these guys!”<br />
At the point I’d drop a stack of newspapers and magazines on the desk that included: The New York & LA Times, The Chicago Tribune, Time Magazine, Newsweek, Us News and World Report, Business Week, etc.<br />
They all had headlines like, “ Low budget horror makes millions for studios and investors.”<br />
I’d follow this up with this phrase,<br />
“And with your investment, we’re going to make the same product the big studios are putting out, but for 1/20th of their cost. And then, we’re going to go out and compete in the same marketplace alongside them and have 1/20th of their nut to recoup before hitting profit.” <br />
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By the time we got into this meeting with Sam, in his tiny, disheveled office in the back of his plant, I was ready to go for the gold. This was like my 77th pitch.<br />
Contrary to asking him to buy a share, when he asked us what we were looking for, I blurted out, “We think you’re the kind of investor that would like to fly solo on this with us and we’d like you to back the entire $400,000 budget of the picture!” Joey nearly fell off his chair. I could hear him gulp. We’d only been trying to sell shares at $25K each. This was insane. But after 8 months of pitches and countless failures or half wins, I’d developed an instinct. I guess I was also getting tired of the game and maybe I also grew a pair at that moment. Sam took another look at our 9 page proposal. He immediately went to the budget… cut our salaries out and suddenly we were making the picture for $350,000 and we were funded.<br />
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It was late in August 1980 now and we were planning to shoot nights upstate NY where it would be cold— really cold. When he told us to have our lawyer contact his lawyer, I piped up that it would take weeks for them to make their money on us and we needed to start right away. I boldly said, “If we’re on the same team, Sam, we need $20 grand right now so we can open a production office, get casting underway and not lose anymore time. We can sign the legal papers later if that’s okay with you. He took out his check book and wrote the 20K check on the spot. We all shook hands. A bottle of scotch appeared and we toasted to a successful production of The Legend Lives.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror;</i> You recently re-released <a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/link?id=9bRyVyowkBY&offerid=214935.9627202&type=2&murl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.cduniverse.com%2Fproductinfo.asp%3FPID%3D9627202%26style%3Dmovie%26frm%3Dlinkshare">Madman on Blu Ray</a> what are the special features and improvements contained in the Blu-Ray version?</span><br />
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First.. let me say, that as far as special features, bonuses and extras… the new MADMAN Blu-ray has every one we’ve ever made, including:<br />
- the 90 minute doc known as, THE LEGEND LIVES: 30 YEARS OF MADMAN.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>plus all this new media that we’ve created just for the Blu-ray:<br />
- a brand new commentary from the four man genre team, THE HYSTERIA CONTINUES.<br />
<a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/link?id=9bRyVyowkBY&offerid=214935.9627202&type=2&murl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.cduniverse.com%2Fproductinfo.asp%3FPID%3D9627202%26style%3Dmovie%26frm%3Dlinkshare" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Madman Blu-Ray Case" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLcNHHNhQogF4TNJoyPu_jc7_7Gn7fK5Nc-NNPSH8gIYA5QxHnArjEclNwjsS7UpAbl9DXOCFDZ0eU-7D1U2J9IxAEzbafpJ7IsvNvt9qCYTn13trB52hxmOBCvV73T6Ak4hOR5rWRzGM/s200/Madman-Blu-ray.jpg" title="Madman (1982) Blu-Ray" width="155" /></a> - 35 YEARS OF MADMAN - an interview with me at the Vinegar Syndrome offices talking about my own history and that of MADMAN<br />
- New interviews with Madman Paul Ehlers that also include a tour of his private lair filled with MADMAN MEMORABILIA and fan made gifts<br />
- New Interview with actor Jimmy Steele, who played RICHIE, the jackass kid that screams “MADMAN MARZ” into the woods against Max’s warnings and brings on the bloodshed and murder.<br />
- A new and rare acoustic track of ESCAPE FROM HELLVIEW, by former CKY front man and songwriter, Deron Miller, who was inspired to write it after his first viewing of Madman<br />
- New around the kitchen table chats with Me, Madman and Jimmy Steele.<br />
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I love providing the fanz with new extras and bonus material to watch but other BADASS NEWS when it comes to IMPROVEMENTS that will answer your two part question, is the tech info on how we made the new MADMAN Blu-ray. Anyone that has been following MADMAN over the years knows that we released the 30 Year Anniversary Edition in 2010 through Code Red in standard def. We added value to that release with lots of new extras and the 90 minute doc, The Legend Lives: 30 Years of Madman, directed by Victor Bonacore. And those same fanz and many others have been asking for the Blu-ray for a very long time. However, I wasn’t ready to do a MADMAN Blu-ray because I’d been waiting for the right company to come along and do the best restoration possible at a price I could afford. <br />
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I finally found that company in <a href="http://www.fefyu88ozso46k.mesvr.com/tg/fefyu88ozso46lhttp/www.vinegarsyndrome.com">Vinegar Syndrome</a> and Joe Rubin. His mission, and that of the VS team, is to restore and preserve 60s/70s/80s genre pictures shot on film for new generations of genre film lovers to watch and enjoy them. The man actually chases around the country tracking genre pictures down so VS can restore them through the talents of his partner, master colorist and film restorer, Ryan Emerson, who must be some sort of wizard on the side. <br />
Quick aside for those who do not know what Vinegar Syndrome is… when movie film goes bad, it emits an aroma that smells like vinegar.<br />
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So here’s the tech dealio for the geeks who care.. We took my original 35mm negative that I’ve been holding onto for these last 35 years. (the neg and elements are gold to a filmmaker) Using a very expensive Arri Laser Scanner VS scanned all 127,000 frames of MADMAN to 4K digital files. It took them about 10 days.<br />
These are the highest resolution that’s practical to work with these days and gets the best images you can from the neg. <br />
Ryan then blew off any dust or film particles and went through the movie scene by scene fixing small scratches and other things wherever they appeared.<br />
Certain scratches that were the result of a bad film magazine during shooting, remain on the picture. They’re part of it’s history.<br />
He then did a scene by scene color correction on a top of the line Black Magic DaVinci Resolve computerized color computer where he set the color and contrast for every scene. I then had the pleasure of joining him for another scene by scene pass where I was able to add my input to get the color exactly the way James Lemo, our talented DP, had designed it.<br />
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For those who are aware of the fan uproar over the lack of the blue night tint of the Code Red version for the 30 Year Anniversary Edition in 201, that won’t happen this time. <br />
The blue is back and it’s even better than the one that everyone fell in love with based on the Anchor Bay version of 2000. They sorta overdid it and the blue affected some of the definition in our blacks. The new MADMAN Blu-ray is right on the money of the original timing that Lemo did back at the Cineffects Lab in 1980. They’re no longer with us.. as most film labs are sadly, out of bizz.<br />
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We now have a stunning looking 4K file and it looks like we shot the film yesterday. I’ve seen it projected twice on the big screen now… once at the Alamo Draft House in Yonkers, NY and just last Friday, May 29th at The Cinefamily’s, Friday Night Frights show at Midnite in LA. Both times the BIG SCREEN PICTURE looked fantastic. Managers of both houses came up to me to say so without prompting. Suffice it to say, I’m feeling pretty, pretty good.<br />
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Stephen Horelick’s electronic score also sounds awesome and very fresh 35 years after its creation. It was always way ahead of its time. I believe that we’re the first all electronic music score ever done for a horror film. BIG PLUG HERE: there’s a MADMAN SOUNDTRACK ALBUM coming out on Vinyl and digital this coming Halloween. Like us and Watch <a href="http://www.fefyu88ozso46k.mesvr.com/tg/fefyu88ozso46lhttp/www.facebook.com/MadmanMarzMovie">MadmanMarzMovie</a> on Facebook where all of our upcoming details and dialogue with our fanz takes place. The more fanz the merrier, so please like us. The more fanz we have the better our case to studios and equity investors that we deserve a remake, which I’ve been actively working on. IMHO the horror genre cycles between it’s sub groups and the Zombies, Vampires and Paranormals have had the screens for a while now. Slasher Style.. not so much. Therefore, I think it’s time to “bring back slashy."<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror;</i> The Madman Blu-Ray sales have been impressive, reaching number one in the <a href="http://www.fefyu88ozso46k.mesvr.com/tg/fefyu88ozso46lhttp/amazon.com/">Amazon.com</a> Horror category. A re-imagining, remake or sequel would seem to be imminent. What are your plans to further the franchise from here?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>"You betcha!" as that woman from Alaska would say. We are definitely working toward a reboot of the franchise starting with remaking MADMAN and following that up with HUNT THE MADMAN, an action-horror sequel that will take the survivors of MADMAN on a perilous adventure to find and destroy him.<br />
Beyond that is the PREQUEL which I was inspired to sketch out after a Facebook Fan asked me, “What made Madman go mad?” It got me to thinking and THIRTY MOONS TO MADNESS was born. It goes back in time and covers the final 30 days that led MARZ to go over the edge and it’s full of twists and turns you wouldn’t believe. <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>In the effort to set up the MADMAN MARZ reboot I just spent a solid weekend in LA pitching it to 15 production companies, including Blumhouse, who’s been putting out great horror. Cross your fingers or better yet, use them to bug them and your favorite production companies and/or distributors to get behind a MADMAN REBOOT.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror;</i> Do you still have any contact with other members of the original cast and crew?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>Absolutely. In fact, several of them will be coming with me on June 13th to the Hudson Horror Show in Poughkeepsie, NY on June 13th. I’ll name them: Paul MADMAN Ehlers, Jimmy RICHIE Steele (the jackass kid that screamed Marz’s name out against Max’s warnings) and this is an exclusive first because I just found out about it today and haven’t even announced it the Chris Alo at the Hudson Horror Show yet… the inimitable and rarely seen except on film, Michael DIPPY Sullivan. For the autograph seekers, RICHIE and DIPPY are very rare treats.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror;</i> Your involvement with the film industry began long before the internet, YouTube, and the proliferation of digital video technology. Do you think the digital age has had a negative or positive effect on the film industry?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>IMHO every technological advance in society is a two edged sword. Having said that, here’s my take:<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The good news of digital is that it’s less expensive and easier to make hi quality movies and television.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The bad news is there’s so much being made now, not all of it great, that the marketplace is getting very cluttered.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The good news though, is that there’s lots of great, authentic new work being presented. <br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The bad news is that some of it ain’t so great or authentic and is often a lot of copycatting or studios redoing former hits poorly and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ad_nauseam">ad nauseam</a>.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The good news is that there are more and more outlets to watch what we want to see now matter where we are: Cell phone, Tablets, pico projectors, awesome <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> home screens. It’s great.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The bad news is that it’s hard to keep up with all of it and still have a life.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The good news is also the resurgence of great television because of HD and now 4K technology and harnessing the power of the net and the cloud.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The bad news for filmmakers is trying to get into that market before it’s completely run by the majors. It still takes marketing to be found. And that costs money.<br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>The good news though, is that the new approach by Netflix and Amazon and the others, of releasing complete seasons all at once, is that more product will have to <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span> be made to keep up. Therefore, there’s more opportunities for movie-makers, storytellers to get their works picked up.<br />
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Bottom line, technology’s all good for us consumers. We’re getting more movies for less money and they’re fucking amazing to watch. I remember the early days of movies on VHS tapes that cost $69 each when they came out. <br />
Today, we’re paying $10 or under for electronic download to own and like $3.99 or less to rent on demand. And frickin’ Amazon Prime and others let you get a bunch of movies and television for FREE.<br />
Reminds me of what happened to long distance phone charges. They went from $2 a minute in the early 80's to becoming a free-bee add-on or cheap charge on your cable or cell bill today.<br />
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Indie Filmmakers, as usual, will have to learn how to work the new system to get their movies made and out there. BTW, I cringe whenever I write or say “filmmakers” because hardly anyone but Tarantino and Nolan are shooting film anymore. Movie-Makers or Media-makers are more appropriate terms these days. That said, I’ve been very honoring of film lately because of the work I was able to do restoring my 35mm negative to 4K digital and giving it a new life on Blu-ray and maybe even on TV where many broadcasters are adopting 4K for transmission. Y’know film really has archival longevity that far outlasts anything on digital as it is today. My 35mm negative was kept in a proper vault for its first 20 years of life but then we couldn’t afford the fees and me and my late partner/director, Joe Giannone, moved it into first his parent’s basement and then into their uninsulated garage where it spent 30 degree winters and 80+ degree summers with no humidity control for the last 15 years.<br />
Astoundingly, that neg was still in great shape and turned out our stunning Blu-ray file. <br />
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Currently, digital archival elements may only last about 10 years and would not live up to that kind of treatment and have to be reformatted to the latest hardware every few years or you won’t be able to read them if you get too many generations away. In some ways, losing film is a drag. If you think about it, as it is right now digital capture has to be at its highest level of hardware/software to achieve what film does right out of the can. I’m sure that digital will get better and better and I love it for the flexibility in post, where it beats film by a lot, but there’s something about the analog photo chemical process that is more human by its nature than a bunch of 0s and 1s.<br />
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In the end they’re all just tools to help us humans express the world we live in and leave something behind to combat our inevitable mortality.<br />
Believe me, when I was pulling up my socks to go to the MADMAN set 35 years ago, I never thought that I’d be here now, writing these words about this movie, but that’s the thing about it.<br />
This media is our literature now and it outlives us by decades. Centuries even. Just think of all the books and their ideas that were written hundreds of years ago.<br />
Guttenberg gave them the blessing and power of mass media by inventing moveable type and delivered random access to the readers of the world centuries ago.<br />
No longer did they have to wait for the priests or teachers to read to them.<br />
They could get the book from a library or church or store and read it themselves. Over and over if they liked. <br />
The advent of first, television, then videotape (VHS and Beta), and then CDs and DVDs and now streaming on the net, have delivered that random access to the audio/visual storytelling medium of movies and television and this is our new literature that stands alongside books, which will never go away. (talk about archival longevity! Wow!)<br />
Today, we all watch and read what we want, where we want, on what device we want, when we want. <br />
Pretty, pretty magical to me. And exactly as Mr. A.C. Clark once wrote, “A sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror; Aside from your own, what are some of your favorite horror movies?</i></span><br />
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Halloween, in it’s day, was by far one of the best constructed horror movies I’d ever seen. <br />
Partly because it was an early proponent of the unstoppable killer but also because it scared and shocked the shit out of me and never showed a single drop of blood.<br />
Excellent use of classical suspense and shock techniques.<br />
Fri13 is also high on my list because of they did such a good job of creating a world with kids we could believe (back in the day of course) BTW,.. R.I.P. dear Betsy Palmer you blew our minds.<br />
The first OMEN, though not quite horror, chilled me to the bone with its amazing performances and skilled, spooky storytelling. <br />
I like Jon Gulager’s Feast series. The original Nightmare on Elm. Halloween Resurrection rates very high with me too. <br />
James Whale’s original Frankenstein of course. <br />
Hammer films just jumped into my head. And Dario Argento.<br />
They all have there styles and all have a place in the pantheon of the dark side of humanity.<br />
Man, theres’ so many, it’s crushing my brain to try to think of them all, but you get the idea.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror; </i>Please share some trivia or any interesting tidbits about the making of Madman.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYINbSelUpyqDo2ruVhXxWAVqIQMW2NLbyJujVifoBraX070JKdv88h8I7hOPXSyR1qKH4IWnD7ppheY_l24nFUCnUOGn7mZUYmxBxhtoC_3y-0RF8GQRVke4xhAjLxuer_Tdt4dRF644/s1600/madman-original-playbill.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img alt="Madman 1982 Original Poster 2" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYINbSelUpyqDo2ruVhXxWAVqIQMW2NLbyJujVifoBraX070JKdv88h8I7hOPXSyR1qKH4IWnD7ppheY_l24nFUCnUOGn7mZUYmxBxhtoC_3y-0RF8GQRVke4xhAjLxuer_Tdt4dRF644/s1600/madman-original-playbill.jpg" title="Madman 1982 Original Poster 2" /></a>Madman Paul Ehlers was hired to be a genre consultant and design our poster, but when Joey and I woke up one day and realized we’d still not cast a good Madman, I suggested that we cast Paul because he was a martial artist, a lover of the genre and full of passion for the part (which has no dialogue) and it was the one of the best choices we ever made.<br />
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Here’s two for one trivia: <br />
Paul’s wife was pregnant at the time of the shoot and he wanted to be at the birth, which was at a hospital about ten miles away from where we were. It was 1980— no cell phones— not net— so I got him a beeper… not even digital … just a black box that beeped. We gave the number to his wife and she know to call it when she went into labor. We always attached the beeper to somewhere on his costume. One night, while we were shooing the, now iconic, back-lit scene of him coming at the camera with axe in hand, the beeper went off. Right then, in full drag with blood on his costume and all, he jumped into his car and drove off to the hospital. When he rushed up to the front desk asking for the MATERNITY WARD, the person there asked if he was sure he didn’t want THE EMERGENCY ROOM. That night, Jonathan Sebastian Ehlers was born. He’s now a writer/ director of films in LA and just released his first feature, INK and STEEL. It can be streamed online through Ne Flix and Amazon. I highly recommend it. Excellent work.<br />
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I was almost killed during the shoot while shooting production stills and getting to close to an explosion effect when a piece of sugar glass hit me between the eyes and drew blood. Any sharper or more forceful and I might not be writing this today.<br />
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MADMAN COMPOSER, Stephen Horelick, went on to win a Grammy for his work on PBS's, Reading Rainbow with Lavar Burton.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>80's Horror; </i>Thanks again Gary for sharing your story with us!</span><br />
<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>My pleasure, Anthony. Thank you. Your fan-ship and help to promote MADMAN are greatly appreciated.<br />
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Vintage Outdoorshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10950454489157248254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2322907005780332236.post-13199596332088767142015-05-30T19:41:00.000-07:002015-06-07T17:41:29.423-07:00An Exclusive Interview with Horror Actress Maria Olsen<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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80s Horror; <i>How did you get involved in Acting? </i><br />
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<i><span style="color: red;">Maria; I've literally been on stage since I was six years old, but, as there was no film industry to speak of in East London, the small South African town that I grew up in, I was only able to make the transition from stage to screen after I moved to Los Angeles in 2005. I remember watching the performances of such amazing actresses as Jane Fonda and Jodie Foster while I was growing up and thinking that, if I ever got to LA, I was sure I could do what they did. Well - lol - now's my chance to find out, right?</span></i></div>
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80s Horror;<i> What did you do before you got involved in the movie business ?</i></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Maria; <i> </i></span><i><span style="color: red;">I worked for several firms of accountants in the bankruptcy administration departments, and actually practiced as a Bankruptcy Trustee for about 15 years. I was constantly active in theater, though, and 2008 saw me make the final break from the accounting world when I chose to get into acting full time and appear in a show Off-Broadway.</span></i></div>
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80s Horror; <i>What do you do for fun?</i></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Maria; </span><i><span style="color: red;">I work for fun... Seriously, the saying that goes "do something you love and you'll never work a day in your life" is TRUE! When I'm not acting, producing, directing or writing, though, I'm reading (usually horror!) or knitting my Scary Scarves =)</span></i></div>
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80s Horror; <i>Which has been your favorite character that you have performed? </i></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Maria; </span><i><span style="color: red;">Although I have truly loved every role that I've played, the two that stand out so far is the guileless and extremely brave Sophomore in Tim Curley's fantasy/sci-fi feature "The Mudman" (which should be released in the near future) and the forbidding Mrs Dodds/The Fury in Fox's "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Percy-Jackson-Olympians-Lightning-Thief/dp/B003HARV3Y?ie=UTF8&tag=informayionpu-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="color: lime;" target="_blank">Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=informayionpu-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B003HARV3Y" height="1" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" />", directed by the totally awesome Chris Columbus. Zombie Rose in Patrick Horvath's zom-com "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/DIEner-get-Joshua-Grote/dp/B003P5JYOA?ie=UTF8&tag=informayionpu-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="color: lime;" target="_blank">Die-ner</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=informayionpu-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B003P5JYOA" height="1" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" /> (Get It?)" is also a favorite, as is the mentally unstable nurse in Dan Donley's "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Shellter-Cari-Sanders/dp/B004DL0R7I?ie=UTF8&tag=informayionpu-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" style="color: lime;" target="_blank">Shellter</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=informayionpu-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B004DL0R7I" height="1" style="border: medium none ! important; color: lime; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" />", and both of these films are now <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/redirect.html?ie=UTF8&location=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.amazon.com%2Fs%3Fie%3DUTF8%26x%3D0%26ref_%3Dnb_sb_noss%26y%3D0%26field-keywords%3Dmaria%2520olsen%26url%3Dsearch-alias%253Dinstant-video%23&tag=informayionpu-20&linkCode=ur2&camp=1789&creative=390957" style="color: lime;">available online</a>. But there are so many amazing roles I've played - like the Demon in Claudia Damasceno's "Feed Me", Ophy Bork in David Molinari's "The Bork", and the Screaming Lady in Mark Edwin Robinson's "The Levenger Tapes" - that it's almost impossible to put one above another...</span></i></div>
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80s Horror; <i>What was your most challenging role so far and why ?</i></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Maria; </span><i><span style="color: red;">One of my most challenging roles was The Mother in Damon Shalit's "African Gothic" as I performed the role in another language</span><span style="color: red;">: Afrikaans. Now, I am fairly fluent in Afrikaans but, at the time of shooting, I hadn't spoken it for ov</span><span style="color: red;">er six years AND it was my second language, not my first, so AG was a fun and interesting shoot. For physically challenging roles, "<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Percy-Jackson-Olympians-Lightning-Thief/dp/B003HARV3Y?ie=UTF8&tag=informayionpu-20&link_code=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969" target="_blank">Percy Jackson</a><img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=informayionpu-20&l=btl&camp=213689&creative=392969&o=1&a=B003HARV3Y" height="1" style="border: medium none ! important; margin: 0px ! important; padding: 0px ! important;" width="1" />" must come out on top as I did all my own stunts including wire and harness work (which was absolutely FANTASTIC btw!). As far as emotionally challenging roles go, I play intense and dramatic roles all the time so, for instance, being asked to sustain a crying fit on set for six or so hours is not unusual for me. On set filming Jason Bognacki's feature "Another", I actually developed being emotionally available into a fine art as Jason likes say things like "OK, for this take, I'd like to see some tears...and...ACTION!". I adore this sort of challenge, though, and Jason is, by the way, one of the most innovative and uniquely edgy forces in indie horror film making today, and I love the time I spend on set with him.</span></i></div>
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80s Horror; <i> What current or upcoming project are you most excited about?</i></div>
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<span style="color: red;">Maria; </span><i><span style="color: red;">I'm attached to several horror feature films at the moment, and I'm really thrilled about being able to act in all of them. On the list are Craig Ouellette's "Straight on till Morning", Steven Gladstone's "The Resurrection of Blake House", Cinephreak Pictures' (Jakob Bilinski's) "Visiting Hours", Mike Lopez's "Lizzie Bordon", Erik Herrera's "Ghostclown" and Carl Lindbergh's "Bunnyman 2". I'm also getting into producing - as MOnsterworks66 - and, at present, I'm attached as producer to Jon Craig's "The Road Killer" and, as producer and, hopefully, actor, to Jane Whitney's "The Stranger", where I'm co-producing with Devra Sari Zabot. Through MOnsterworks66, I'm also busy developing a number of feature horror projects, and I can see that I'm going to have LOTS of work to do in the future (BUT there's always room for more lol)...</span></i></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alien Creature actor behind the scenes of Alien.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Michael Myers gets thirst behind that mask on the set of Halloween.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small; text-align: left;">Stephen King's IT clown gets a makeup touch up on the set of the movie.</span></td></tr>
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