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Cannibal Campout (1988)
A guilelessly splat-happy 80s S.O.V blood-spiller!
Four holidaying humps on a kill-fated outing in the blackened cleft of nowhere are gruesomely set upon by grievously grot guzzling, flesh frenzied cannibal Killbillies in this guilelessly splat-happy 80s S. O. V blood-spiller. Cannibal Campout is sordidly spattered with more slitherous intestines than a direct hit on a Sumo wrestling stable!!! Fuglier than week-old roadkill! Hotter than an Eggnog Funema!!! And stupider than a canapé of candied cretins!!! Cannibal Campout remains the kind of tawdry retrograde slasher that should have been flushed away with the soiled scrap of noserag it was benightedly scrawled upon. Exploitation Maven Mahnfahrt Panzerflesh controversially bestowed this odoriferous pile of celluloid snoot an inexplicably lofty 10 Body Bags rating??!!! Turgid, woefully acted, and palpably smelly, Cannibal Campout has all the refined cinematic appeal of a ruptured honey wagon, and I still massively hate myself for momentarily enjoying this gracelessly sanguineous S. O. V spazzout.
Spring Fever (1982)
"What's the matter, mom, did I cost you another screw???!!"
This amiably cutesy Canuck sports flick finds sassy Vegas gal (Carling Bassett) visiting Florida with her equally vivacious showgirl mom Stevie (Susan Anton) to compete in the prestigious Junior national's tennis championship. It's palpably lightweight fare, but enjoyably easy on the eye, and the quality cast does the best it can with the occasionally prosaic material. While an interest in tennis proves superfluous, any that appreciate nubile sporty girls noisily exerting themselves, and plentifully suggestive badinage will find that these especially flighty balls are very much in their court! The bouncy Spring Fever energetically serves up a hormonal, solar-heated slice of teenaged hi jinks, which certainly has its fair share of ballsy, boisterously backhanded protagonists! It's a pretty gloopy, syrupy, sweetly sappy confection, but like another popular treacly Canadian export, I kinda like it that way! My only minor quibble is watching such a pyrotechnical performer as Jessica Walters stymied by her highly strung, one-note, waspishly unlikeable character.
Heretic (2012)
A low budget enjoyably dogma decimating downer!
Troubled whiskey priest Father James (Andrew Squires) returns to his former parish, only to discover that the volatile admixture of copiously ingested highland spirits, and the increasingly toxic spirits of two dead parishioners undo the rather less than godly servant of god. While earnest indie Brit-shocker Heretic is hampered by a low budget, its saving graces are an eye-boggling bounty of blonde bombshells next-door, a serviceably spooky text, and mostly credible performances. All of their suburban soap opera sins explode in a horrifically histrionic, Crucifix shattering climax! I think the writer/director's faith in his bucolic, bible basher is to be praised, as Handford's homespun, hysteria-laden horror Heretic remains a testament to the stalwart efforts of his dedicated cast and crew. I'm not sure Heretic is ever fully exorcised of its Emmerdale Harms small screen aesthetic, yet this dogma decimating downer's reliance on oppressive preternatural atmospherics over Kensington Gore is hugely to its credit.
Sci-fighters (1996)
"She hasn't exploded yet!!!"
Maverick, Teflon tough cop (Roddy Piper) tracks his wife's killer, psycho Lunar prison escapee Adrian Dunn(Billy Drago) who is now sinisterly spreading his deadly alien contagion in Boston circa 2009. It still remains wholly credible to boldly claim that any 90s DTV actioner starring Billy Drago & Roddy Piper will surely deliver, and Svatek's dystopian, enjoyably pulpy shoot 'em up proves this durable movie maxim most ably! The occasionally turgid, by-the-numbers text is happily given a much-needed adrenaline boost by dynamic B-Icons Piper and Drago. This explosive, slickly-honed Sci-actioner would fit snugly in PM Entertainment's pyro-packed wheelhouse, giving avid DTV action freaks a thrilling, thunderously twin-fisted, high-voltaged jolt of escapist, bullet-shredded, B-Movie brain melt! Drago proves memorably grotesque as the despicably drooling degenerate Dunn, and Piper's earthy charisma, and unapologetic masculinity is put to good use as burly White Knight cop Cameron.
Absolution (2015)
A fun, unapologetically dumb, bullet-blasted retrograde actioner.
A bad dude, with bad hair, and a history of bad deeds, special ops expert John Alexander (Steven Seagal)is hired to eliminate a sleazy Afghan drug connection, but the routine hit is unexpectedly fubar'd when John and his deadly partner Chi (Byron Mann) rescue a terrified young woman from thugs working for sadistic syndicate boss (Vinnie Jones). If you are NOT a fan of the sluggish, garishly goateed cycle of Girthmaster Seagal's recent oeuvre, look away now, Mercenary Absolution is NOT for you, dude. Personally, I still believe the naysayers will miss Seagal and his robustly routine DTV shoot 'em ups when he's gone. Who else are they gonna hate on, Frank Grillo? It's not an altogether sensible rationale, but the bigger Seagal gets, the more of him there is to love, man!
The whispering walrus of wickedly wanton whuppass is on bullishly bellicose form as gangster goring black ops martial arts maniac John Alexander. Happily, Senior Seagal does his brutal, Avid assisted thang, while devastatingly limber kung fu wizard Byron Man pretty much steals the show as John's loyal, viciously thug trashing bro, chi. I hugely enjoyed the gutsy, no pun intended, Mercenary Absolution, the Romanian locations are attractive, Seagal & Mann make a righteously effective team of skell smashers, and I'm an admirer of Keoni Waxman's work. Seagal doggedly makes formulaic, enjoyably violent exploitation films, they're unapologetically dumb, bloody retrograde fun, and long may he continue to do so.
The Alchemist (1983)
"For this animal act, you will remain forever an animal!!!!"
B-Icon Charles Band's entertainingly schlocky supernatural horror hokum finds loving patriarch Aaron McCallum (Robert Ginty) righteously avenging himself upon the evil sorcerer DelGatto (Robert Glaudini) who maligned him, and his family, with so terrible a curse. Sluggishly paced, and the rudimentary effects are, perhaps, not exactly exemplars of the art, composer Richard Band's elegant theme is objectively wonderful, and I quite enjoy seeing tall, strikingly handsome Robert Ginty making a rare appearance in the schlock horror milieu. Not always entirely credible, 'The Alchemist' is certainly not for all terror tastes, and, arguably, may appear archaic to some. I can appreciate it for what it is, a mostly fun, earnestly fashioned, occasionally daft, low budget B-Horror oddity. The cast's performances are better than one might expect, with the beautiful Lucinda Dooling having an elfin, Talia Shire-like quality. The Alchemist's poor reputation is undeserved, perhaps, another diabolical curse that finally deserves to be lifted! The minimalist British poster art is still effective, I genuinely enjoyed the spookily rotoscoped portal, and grisly-looking demons!
Woman Times Seven (1967)
A sublime 60s satire.
Vittorio De Sica's playful satire Woman Times Seven isn't just a magnificent showcase for Shirley MacLaine's seemingly limitless talentless as an actor, she also adorns her exquisite visage with a delightful array of hairpieces, and is no less fetchingly garbed in eye-catching 60s couture! Shirley looking every delectable inch the adorable diva that beguiled so many film fans over the many decades of her illustrious career. Maestro, De Sica's dazzlingly kaleidoscopic celluloid confection, is a self-contained marvel of dramatic brevity. Witty, audacious, vivacious, camp, and thrillingly over-the-top, each scintillating skit expressing sublime wit, and De Sica's bravura filmmaking expertise. MacLaine is joined by a cavalcade of glistering Thesping talent: Rossano Brazzi, Peter Sellers, Alan Arkin, Michael Caine, Elsa Martinelli, and voluptuous bombshell Anita Ekberg, their able performances additionally burnished with another mellifluous, beautifully refined Riz Ortolani Score.
Assault (1971)
A sinisterly schoolgirl skewering, maidenhead flaying fright fest.
Following the release of Sidney Hayer's beautifully restored, razor-edged 1971 thriller Assault, the relatively unheralded genre works of this talented British filmmaker has gradually, and wholly deservedly, come under closer scrutiny. A sharply executed exercise in Gialloesque terror finds resourceful Det. Chief Supt. Velyan (Frank Finlay) utilizing unconventional means to capture a demented erotomaniac haunting the woods frequently used as an increasingly precarious shortcut by many of the local schoolgirls.
Hayers notorious slasher certainly lives up to its blunt moniker, remaining a gritty, tautly-plotted psycho-shocker about a singularly savage schoolgirl slayer. Frank Finlay is at his charismatic best as the earnest copper, and, gorgeous Giallo gal Suzi Kendall final girls it like a flaxen-haired boss, and not for the first time, Tony Beckley steals the show as the tightly-buttoned head mistress's perma-lecherous husband! Sidney Hayers thrilling Assault provides exemplary adult entertainment, and the tortuously tense, spectacularly shock-stuffed finale has a grip like post-coital Mantis! Not to be missed, this twisted, sinisterly schoolgirl skewering, maidenhead flaying fright fest remains a gruesomely realistic Brit-Horror classic!
Fango bollente (1975)
One of my faves!
Maestro Vittorio Solerno's raven dark poliziottesco 'Savage Three' exposes the increasingly bestial proclivities of three workmates, headed by handsome hedonistic brute Ovidio (Joe Dallesandro). Spending the days working anonymously for a modern-looking data collection firm but spending their nights perpetrating myriad barbarous acts of arbitrary violence. Savage Three are not political upstarts, their spontaneous campaign of cruelty, blithely orchestrated to assuage the monotony of a dour, stultifying regimented office life. These ruthless crimes drawing the attention of laconic commissario Santaga (Enrico Maria Salerno), an idiosyncratic sleuth whose hunch that the grisly killing spree is the work of amateur thrill killers marking him out to be an eccentric maverick! The dogged Santega's unerring gut instinct leads him ever closer to the inscrutable Ovidio, his psychotic debaucheries, exploding in a final, fatal act of stomach-churning savagery from which there is no return. Solerno's disturbingly brutal narrative, while remarkably explicit, has a profound intelligence, giving The Savage Three an emotional gravitas that feels uncomfortably relevant even today.
In Hell (2003)
A JCVD classic!
Kyle LeBlanc (JCVD) receives life for killing his wife's murderer, serving his sentence in a corrupt, Draconian jail wherein he must, quite literally, fight in order to survive. The simplistic premise to action maestro Ringo Lam's exhilaratingly brutalist fight flick belies one of the Belgian Kickboxing icon's gutsiest performances. Memorably meanspirited, the moodily downbeat Prison-set In Hell remains a dramatically compelling close quarters combat classic, galvanized with a dazzling display of hardcore, bonebreakingly brutal, viciously executed fight scenes. A grimmer, more nihilist version of A. W. O. L with way more claret, and conspicuously less spandex. I've always enjoyed the visibly dynamic Lam/Dammage DTV combo, and In Hell is a thrilling, tibia thrashing testament to their blissfully bellicose art.
Eko eko azaraku (1995)
A bewitching J-Horror classic!!!!
Shimako Sato's enduring, continually bewitching 90s J-horror cult classic is based on the popular supernatural/occult manga Eko Eko Azarak. Mascaraing as Kawaii transfer student Misa Kuroi (Kimika Yoshino), she is, in actuality, a powerful white witch, visiting cursed schools to dispel the malign machinations of Mephistopheles! Once enrolled at school, Kuroi very swiftly divines an occult presence, but as the malevolent incidents escalate, the fearful students falsely accuse Kuroi of being the evil instigator! Eko Eko Azarak: Wizard of Darkness remains a heroically hellzapoppin' high school horror romp with lively characters, a beguiling performance from Yoshino, sapphic distractions, spectacularly sinister spells, and a gorgeously gruesome, rousingly brimstone-blasted climax!
Fake Documentary Q (2021)
Absolutely 1st rate FF terror!!!!!!!!!!
Fake Documentary Q (2021) - Kôtarô Terauchi.
EP: Film Inferno.
Fake Documentary Q is a gripping new Japanese FF web series that successfully captures the angsty, oldchool J-horror spirit we all love so dearly! This palpably claustrophobic, enjoyably eerie episode explores the baffling cold case of a young couple who went missing during a trip to the coat, leaving behind some personal effects and darkly enigmatic video recordings! As the plainly unnerved investigator reveals the increasingly bizarre contents of the couple's disturbing cave exploring footage, the unsettling images become ever more sinister. I picked up on some evil occult vibes of the original Blair Witch during this creepy episode, especially from that freakazoid wicker doll!! Zoiks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Così dolce... così perversa (1969)
one of my favourite jet-set skewering 60s Italian shockers!
Giallo supremo Umberto Lenzi's bravura talent for making dazzling, twist-laden thrillers is put to vivid use in one of my favourite jet-set skewering 60s Italian shockers. The glamorous veneer of these hedonistic, dangerously duplicitous, and increasingly malign protagonists is gradually exposed as a most brittle facade, only temporarily obscuring their altogether murderous lust for sex, power and wealth! Once again, the compellingly circuitous plot is brilliantly conceived by prodigiously talented thriller writer Ernesto Gastaldi. So Sweet...So perverse features Lenzi's wickedly ambivalent blonde murder muse Carroll Baker, along with equally stunning Euro-cult legend Erika Blanc, two exquisitely vulpine Giallo vixens. Villains or victims? The answer might come a little late for opportunistic Lothario Trintignant, but the sordid scheming provides some deliciously decadent entertainment from a true master of sin-soaked suspense! So Sweet...So perverse has another killer score by Riz Ortolani, a dazzling cast to die for, and a diabolically twisted ending that will take your breath away!
Grandview, U.S.A. (1984)
"I couldn't get it up if you were a a pair of twins in a vat of Mazola oil!"
The tough, vivacious owner of a Midwestern demolition derby Michelle Cody (Jamie Lee Curtis) has an affair with lusty boy next-door Tim Pearson (C. Thomas Howell) and loves rugged married driver Ernie Webster (Patrick Swayze). This boisterous, Brat packed comedy, is a bumper to bumper good time, a fun 80s VHS-era classic! I'm surprised that this slam bang, star-packed dramedy isn't mentioned more often during rose-tinted bouts of 80s film group nostalgia. Grandview, U. S. A. Certainly isn't obscure, its upwardly skyrocketing cast is far too conspicuous, but the likeable performances, wholesome small town fuzzies, and peppy score are often overlooked. While physically gifted, and certainly no slouch as a dramatic actor, I never quite warmed to Curtis, but considering how much they get paid, having to like 'em seems a tad excessive. That being said, I must admit Curtis won me over with her no robust performance as Michelle Cody. Grandview, U. S. A. Remains an enjoyably petrol-headed romcom that zestily highlights the myriad growing pains and pleasures of an increasingly red-blooded young man's coming of age, rage and, well,...coming!!!! Granted, this ain't no Jules et Jim, but, hey!!! That would pretty weird if it was!
Beach House (1982)
"I'll give you a Hawaiian punch if yous don't get out here!!!"
An appetizingly salty, enjoyably rough n' tumbled 80s beach comedy finds a likeable group of boisterous Brooklyn chuckleheads lusty beachside frolics being impinged upon by a buzz killing band of snarky party hearty Philly punkers. The bawdy scenarios are mostly fun, the appropriately noisome performances are energetic, as is the snappy, sounding Rock N' roll soundtrack. The low budget, appreciably high-spirited, hectically hedonistic, riotously Rabelaisian Beach House remains a boozy, bikini-blasted B-comedy that hits the buffoonery bullseye more often than it misses! Troma fans, Party Animals, King Fratters and connoisseurs of saucy seaside shenanigans are sure to dig it! Beach House is crude, lewd, and unashamedly silly, but I've had some of my best times being crude, lewd, and unashamedly silly! A not exactly nuenced beach comedy confection, but many of the beerier exchanges are legitimately mirthsome, the game gals are appropriately nubile, and the guys are amiably girl-gawking goofs!!! Beach House has additional kudos for me, as it stars deliciously dreamy scream queen Kathy 'House on Sorority Row' McNeil as the avidly Anthony-loving Cindy! YOWZA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Foolin' Around (1980)
"Did all that Hot Dog stuff come out of his clothes?"
Heffron's charmingly bright and breezy sports comedy centres on a naïve country boy Wes's (Gary Busy) eager attempts to woo a sophisticated college coed Susan (Annette O'Toole) away from her snotty Ivy League fiancé Whitley (John Calvin). Alongside the two effervescing leads, Foolin' Around enjoys an exceptionally fine supporting cast with exemplary performances from Eddie Albert, Cloris Leachman, and a riotously funny turn from Tony 'Thank you, madam!' Randall. Minnesota makes for a wholesome backdrop, and the quotable text, and agreeably bouncy score supply this charming 80s comedy with some additional warmly fuzzies.
The film's sun-dappled, enjoyably screwballed cosy familiarity is manifestly part of its infectiously 'Gee! Ain't life swell' rewatchability. The scintillatingly exquisite, dulcet-voiced Annette o'Toole is never less than a goddess throughout, Busey's toothsome affable lug routine was never less routine, and rarely as affable as his mishap prone, understandably besotted dope, Wes. It's rare to see a genuinely romantic comedy that is so consummately goofy, rather than unintentionally so. A tad more sedate, perhaps, Foolin' Around has a lively, roustabout Blake Edwardsian quality that I still find enormously appealing.
Banned from Broadcast (2004)
An intelligently made, disturbingly realistic, bracingly outlandish descent into macabre supernatural FF terror!
A TV crew investigate bizarre reports concerning the wholly unaccountable disappearance of 4 young people not long after they entered an abandoned, derelict building rumoured to be haunted. The TV team then eerily discover that a great number of people linked to this grim, doomily ill-omened building have also gone missing without a trace. Even more disturbing, the TV crew are themselves reported missing not long after interviewing a palpably disturbed, seemingly all-powerful psychic! Diabolical energy fields, malign parallel dimensions, ESP, and the UFO phenomena provide the esoteric grist for this divinely unsettling edition of 'Banned From Broadcast'. Each eerily compelling episode of this expressly vivid Japanese FF series focuses on a malevolent expression of horror too distressing for transmission. This sinister series opener remains an absolute must-see for avidly fear seeking J-Horror fans!
Heartaches (1981)
Margot Kidder's Rita is a real live wire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Charismatic screen icons Annie Potts and Margot Kidder are on immaculately beguiling form in sparky 80s drama Heartaches. Far too good to be this obscure, director Donald Shebib does an exemplary job preventing this engagingly written, energetically performed story from ever lapsing into saccharine melodrama. It's a simple, earnest story of a beautiful friendship eloquently told, while often humorous, Heartaches proves appropriately adapt at plucking mellifluously at the old heartstrings. Heartaches remains a lively, uniquely charming female-led Canadian feature dazzlingly bejewelled with two amusingly disparate, hugely appealing characters that greatly deserves a far bigger audience. I've always had a mad crush on Kidder, and Rita is a real live wire!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nippon no daikazoku Saiko! The Large family: Hôsô kinshi gekijôban (2009)
The gripping narrative has a subtle, consistently unsettling undertow.
This wonderfully compelling S. O. V 'mockumentary' has fictitious Canadian filmmaker Veronica Addison shooting an in-depth overview of the large, outwardly charming, yet increasingly troubled Ura family. Almost immediately, many blackened secrets are uncomfortably revealed, with, perhaps, one remaining tantalizing buried to the bitter end. Banned From Broadcast: Saiko! The Large family is another wickedly engrossing, beautifully staged, and superbly acted shock-singed exercise in Asian FF creepiness. I'm not exactly sure why, but many Japanese genre filmmakers seem to have an innate talent for creating immersive, wholly believable, supernaturally inclined suburban vistas. The gripping narrative has a subtle, consistently unsettling undertow which I strongly responded to. This rewardingly emotional piece feels eerily authentic, the fractured family, the love that can catastrophically turn to hate, plus the constantly seething discords are all too disturbingly recreated in Toshikazu Nagae's darkly engrossing FF chiller.
Torture Garden (1967)
A timelessly sinsiter jewel of compendium horror!
It's a glowing testament to the fantastic fearmongering of Robert Bloch, the exquisite performances, and refined filmmaking of Freddie Francis that a spooky horror anthology from the 60s has retained all of its insidious power to set fear-flayed nerves alight with sinister visions of fright! The supernaturally scintillated shocks spawned from the prodigiously perverse, masterfully malefic mind of Bloch have vividly endured the weathering of time. These nameless horrors, and monstrous demonic entities are evilly revivified on Blu-ray!!! The very worst terrors are not grisly flights of fantasy, but the diabolically twisted, deeply hidden desires of man! Murderous greed, mad obsessions, and seething jealousies, seemingly dormant, are eerily exposed to those curious enough to experience the terrible mysteries of Dr. Diabolo! This iconic British portmanteau chiller reveals its dark mysteries with elan, consummately acted by a superlative cast, The Torture Garden maintains all of its macabre fascination, if anything, the immaculate-looking indicator Blu exposes deeper facets of fright lurking malevolently within this timeless jewel of compendium horror!
Dragon Fury II (1996)
"What are you Working on?" "World Domination!!!!"
In a future not entirely beyond our wildest imaginings, the despotic leader of the evil Dragon's, Molech, (Mike Norris) vies desperately to appropriate a weaponized satellite technology so he might gain mastery over the earth, with only heroic sword master Mason (Robert Chapin)to thwart his hubristic scheming!!!!!! Not quite as essential as cult favourite Dragon Fury, the equally noisome sequel is not without some psychotronically inclined distractions. I appreciated the welcome return of tall, dynamic, golden mullet'd future warrior, Robert Chapin, the appetizing addition of statuesque bombshell sidekick Crystal (Cathleen Ann Gardner), and a giddy profusion of goofily mounted jackanapes.
It is fair to say that the law of diminishing returns is readily applicable, yet the rampant outbursts of clunky schlock socky herein remains (almost) comparable to the original. Molech, weakly portrayed by Mike Norris, is a paltry replacement for Richard Lynch, but Norris's absurd, crudely computer augmented baritone provides unintentional humour! Bonus points are the low budget actioner's deep-seated Ed Wooden aesthetic, and the vivacious, spandex-slinky Amazon Crystal, but, sadly, the woeful lack of a credible nemesis proved a challenge. At its very best, Dragon Fury II can be likened to a flavoursome garlic belch, while it certainly doesn't beat the impact of the original meatball sandwich, it's a modestly satisfying, tantalisingly odoriferous reminder of its past glories!
El rey de la montaña (2007)
a bullet-paced, diabolically effective Spanish thriller!
A young attractive pair of angsty travellers meet exceedingly cutely in a service station toilet, and mishaps, cruelty, duplicity, and violent bloody slaughter ensue, as our querulously conjoined protagonists are sinisterly stalked by maddeningly elusive, increasingly psychopathic gunmen! The nerve fraying, ruthlessly pared to the bone King of The Hill remains a bullet-paced, diabolically effective viewing experience. Lean, and scalpel-edged, Gonzalo Lopez-Gellego's exhilaratingly mean-spirited Spanish shocker is a brutally direct, grimly effective, wildly compelling thriller. Once the beleaguered couple Quim (Leonardo Sbaraglia) and Bea (Maria Valverde) run pell-mell for their very lives, massively hindered by an unforgivingly raw, yet ruggedly beautiful mountainous landscape, the already stark film takes an enjoyably grisly turn into warped 70s video nasty territory! Electric performances, an atmospheric score, Lopez-Gellego's muscular filmmaking, and a twisted climax make this nigh on essential viewing.
Lem mien kuel (1971)
The Ghostly Face is a next-level awesome Kung Fu extravaganza!
When the mysterious Ghostly Face (Deddy Sutomo) apparently kills a man and steals his ancestral sword, the murdered man's capable, Kung Fu fabulous daughter, Dewi Bunga(Polly Ling-Feng Shang-Kuan) angrily tracks down the masked miscreant and righteously enacts her bloody revenge! This unusually hectic HK/Indonesian co-production is a massively fight-packed, luridly crimson-spattered, high kicking, gravity defying, solar plexus wrecking, old school Kung Fu classic! There's mystery, brutally bloody combat, exotic locations, dastardly duplicity, burning effigies, ear-wormingly groovy music, frenzied ritualistic dances and an exhilaratingly acrobatic, shin-shatteringly spectacular climax! Objectively, The Ghostly Face is a next-level awesome Kung Fu extravaganza with a staggering body count and a truly outstanding, hard-hitting heroine in the thrillingly gutsy guise of Polly Ling-Feng Shang-Kuan!!!
Dragon Fury (1995)
"Joe!!! forget about the Dragons for now!!!!!!"
A blonde, steel thewed, magisterially mullet'd champion from the distant future, Mason (Robert Chapin) valiantly battles myriad deadly foe during his bloody quest for a plague vaccine which leads him jarringly to L. A. circa 1999. Being hugely fond of Richard Lynch, and heroically time travelling, dextrously sword slinging saviours of mankind, I approached 90s DTV oddity 'Dragon Fury' with far less trepidation than many would. Dragon Fury remains an energetic, derivative, conspicuously low budget, mostly enjoyable distillation of pulpy Sci-fantasy tropes. In truth, the cheapnis aesthetic, unlovely dialogue, school play costuming, and boisterously lofi fight choreography is manifestly part of its enduring B-Movie appeal.
If you are not already down with this mirthsome mode of garishly recycled action twaddle, then Dragon Fury surely won't change your mind. That said, psychotronic gluttons are in for a bona fide feast, as the glutinously goofy ingredients herein are most generously proportioned! Once again, tyro Thespian, Richard Lynch turns a base mental villainy into gold, Lynch's sublime talent lending undeserving gravitas to his otherwise risible bad guy monologuing. The director's choice of L. A.s more insalubrious looking backstreets proves effective, textually giving a grungier edge to the clunkily Kung Fu'd, time-shifting, SCI-schlocker Dragon Fury!
The Redeemer: Son of Satan! (1978)
"I am your fate, and you cannot deny me!!!"
Innocently gathered for their 10th class reunion, 6 schoolfriends ultimately experience a night of unimaginable terror, when a masked, multifaceted maniac begins slaughtering them, one by one, in this magnificently mental, singularly strange 70s slasher!!! Long regarded as a cult oddity, it should remain thus, and hopefully, future generations of skewed slasher fans will also take this twistedly surreal stab-fest to their demented, horror loving hearts! I'm not entirely sure that the claim of 'Original Screenplay' is entirely justified, but the enthusiastic actors prove energetic enough, some of the kills deliver, and the grungy synth score is pretty neat! The eccentric opening scene is sluggish, enigmatic, and weirdly compelling, and is, in truth, not unlike the rest of it! I've always been able to appreciate the kookier, left field blood spiller, and the biblically bonkers, quick change Redeemer (T. G. Finkbinder) remains in a nutty league of his very own!