I am not sure exactly what this is, I just know I rather enjoy watching it and after watching for 4 minutes, I feel strangely compelled to buy it...
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Monday, May 21, 2007
Female Convict Scorpion- The Baddest Bitch
After witnessing the unparalleled badness of Meiko Kaji this weekend in 1972's 'Female Convict Scorpion: Jailhouse 41', I am firmly convinced that she is one of the toughest and coolest females ever to grace the silver screen. Many American film fanatics are unfortunately unenlightened as to grace and elegance with which Meiko Kaji can end the life of a deserving scumbag Yakuza. She is a silent and delicious killing machine- striking swiftly and efficiently, leaving men quivering or dead in a pool of their own blood. She is simply amazing. Even after wasting a room full of scum, she looks fantastic...
This is one of the most bad-ass films I have seen in a very long time. It is surreal, filled with nudity, extreme violence, delicious rape, gore, awesome music, and Arthouse style. Meiko Kaji utters maybe 5 words in the entire film, yet she is always captivating and mesmerizing. She could kill you with her glare.
There are three other 'Female Scorpion' films. 'Female Convict Scorpion: Jailhouse 41'(the second one in the series) has definately been my favorite thus far (I have yet to see 'Female Prisoner Scorpion: #701's Grudge Song')...
This fantastic series started out in 1972 with 'Female Prisoner #701: Scorpion'. This would be the ideal film to start with. Behold the badness in the trailer below...
You need to see these films immediately- they will make you a cooler person. Not only that; but by viewing these fantastic films, you will get to see one of Mr. Tarantino's favorite places to 'borrow' ideas from...
This is one of the most bad-ass films I have seen in a very long time. It is surreal, filled with nudity, extreme violence, delicious rape, gore, awesome music, and Arthouse style. Meiko Kaji utters maybe 5 words in the entire film, yet she is always captivating and mesmerizing. She could kill you with her glare.
There are three other 'Female Scorpion' films. 'Female Convict Scorpion: Jailhouse 41'(the second one in the series) has definately been my favorite thus far (I have yet to see 'Female Prisoner Scorpion: #701's Grudge Song')...
This fantastic series started out in 1972 with 'Female Prisoner #701: Scorpion'. This would be the ideal film to start with. Behold the badness in the trailer below...
You need to see these films immediately- they will make you a cooler person. Not only that; but by viewing these fantastic films, you will get to see one of Mr. Tarantino's favorite places to 'borrow' ideas from...
THE NEW DANCE SHOW!!!
I am so thankful that I was blessed enough to be born in Detroit and grow up in the surrounding area. It made me the person I am today. If you had the misfortune of not growing up near the 'D', you really missed out. Some of the best local television in the History of Man was produced in Detroit. A mind-blowing and mesmerizing display of this is 'The New Dance Show'. If you have never had the fortune of seeing this amazing show, prepare to have your mind-blown. I must warn you, what you are about to watch could very possibly blow your mind...
Such amazingly fresh booty-driven electro could only come from a place as dope as Detroit. That's what I grew up on. After school, there was no better sight than the uber-Fly brotha's and sista's of the 'D' shaking it in their finest threads recently purchased from Northland Mall...
Words cannot adequately describe the mesmerizing spell casted by 'The New Dance Show'. Just peep this freshness...
The late 80's and early 90's were a very special time in Detroit...
Such amazingly fresh booty-driven electro could only come from a place as dope as Detroit. That's what I grew up on. After school, there was no better sight than the uber-Fly brotha's and sista's of the 'D' shaking it in their finest threads recently purchased from Northland Mall...
Words cannot adequately describe the mesmerizing spell casted by 'The New Dance Show'. Just peep this freshness...
The late 80's and early 90's were a very special time in Detroit...
Deadbeat At Dawn
This weekend I took a trip back to the glorious late 80's. A wonderful time when MidWest Acid Fever was in full swing and a gritty low-budget Masterpiece was unleashed...
In 1988, the infamous Jim Van Bebber scrapped up $10,000, 10 rolls of 16 mm film, and a hodge-podge assortment of fiends and friends. The result? 'Deadbeat At Dawn', one of the best low-budget action epics of all times...
This film really takes me back to a time when everything was perfect; the delicious burn-out haze of ripped jeans, mullets, drugs, and knife fights. Jim Van Bebber is a true dynamo. He wrote, directed, and starred in this incredible, action-packed epic. He also put his body in peril in the name of Art, doing all of his own stunts. My two favorites are him jumping off of a roof and him being dragged behind a very fast car. 'Deadbeat At Dawn' is dirty, scuzzy, violent, and all-together awesome. You really need to re-visit this filthy and splendid time capsule. Check out this kick-ass 9-minute hunk of violent action and late 80's stoner bliss...
In 1988, the infamous Jim Van Bebber scrapped up $10,000, 10 rolls of 16 mm film, and a hodge-podge assortment of fiends and friends. The result? 'Deadbeat At Dawn', one of the best low-budget action epics of all times...
This film really takes me back to a time when everything was perfect; the delicious burn-out haze of ripped jeans, mullets, drugs, and knife fights. Jim Van Bebber is a true dynamo. He wrote, directed, and starred in this incredible, action-packed epic. He also put his body in peril in the name of Art, doing all of his own stunts. My two favorites are him jumping off of a roof and him being dragged behind a very fast car. 'Deadbeat At Dawn' is dirty, scuzzy, violent, and all-together awesome. You really need to re-visit this filthy and splendid time capsule. Check out this kick-ass 9-minute hunk of violent action and late 80's stoner bliss...
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
ITALIAN ZOMBIE FILM OF THE DAY...
We should all thank the fantastic Andrea Bianchi (who also brought us the sleazy 'Strip Nude For Your Killer'), for his undisputed masterpiece, 1981's 'Burial Ground' (also known as 'Nights of Terror'...
1981 was a very fruitful year for the fine purveyors of Italian Horror. Lucio Fulci released two fine films: his surreal classic, 'The Beyond'; and his slightly less awesome 'The House By The Cemetery'. Umberto Lenzi blessed up with his gore opus 'Cannibal Ferox'. Bruno Mattei released the seminal 'Porno Holocaust'...
All of the abovementioned films are fine examples of Italian Directors doing what they do best- entertaining us with sleazy, exploitative horror films. Most of these fine films will very likely be discussed in a future 'Italian Zombie Film Of The Day' entry. Today's slot belongs to the surreal and ludicrous 'Burial Ground'...
I firmly believe that a picture speaks much more than words can ever hope to. A gore-filled trailer speaks much more than a whole cavalcade of pictures ever could so please view the delicious slice of trailer love below...
This film is pure magic- every bit as awesome as the trailer would lead you to believe. There is so much I love about this wonderful film...
The insane soundtrack, the weird Boards of Canada style synth music, the vicious zombies, the gore, the terrible acting, the inappropriate reactions, zombies using tools, and most of all Peter Bark...
He has a very special relationship with his mother. The fact that Bianchi decided to use an obviously over 30 year old very small man to play a 12 yeard old child with a bizarre Oedipal crush was a masterful touch. And then to use an adult female emulating a 12 year old boy's voice and dubbing that in to use when Mr. Bark engaged in dialogue really took things to the next level...
Bottom line: If you have yet to witness the splendor that is 'Burial Ground', do so immediately. If you already have, you know how awesome this films is- Go watch it again!
I leave you with this...
1981 was a very fruitful year for the fine purveyors of Italian Horror. Lucio Fulci released two fine films: his surreal classic, 'The Beyond'; and his slightly less awesome 'The House By The Cemetery'. Umberto Lenzi blessed up with his gore opus 'Cannibal Ferox'. Bruno Mattei released the seminal 'Porno Holocaust'...
All of the abovementioned films are fine examples of Italian Directors doing what they do best- entertaining us with sleazy, exploitative horror films. Most of these fine films will very likely be discussed in a future 'Italian Zombie Film Of The Day' entry. Today's slot belongs to the surreal and ludicrous 'Burial Ground'...
I firmly believe that a picture speaks much more than words can ever hope to. A gore-filled trailer speaks much more than a whole cavalcade of pictures ever could so please view the delicious slice of trailer love below...
This film is pure magic- every bit as awesome as the trailer would lead you to believe. There is so much I love about this wonderful film...
The insane soundtrack, the weird Boards of Canada style synth music, the vicious zombies, the gore, the terrible acting, the inappropriate reactions, zombies using tools, and most of all Peter Bark...
He has a very special relationship with his mother. The fact that Bianchi decided to use an obviously over 30 year old very small man to play a 12 yeard old child with a bizarre Oedipal crush was a masterful touch. And then to use an adult female emulating a 12 year old boy's voice and dubbing that in to use when Mr. Bark engaged in dialogue really took things to the next level...
Bottom line: If you have yet to witness the splendor that is 'Burial Ground', do so immediately. If you already have, you know how awesome this films is- Go watch it again!
I leave you with this...
CAN'T TRUSS IT!
The other day whilst working out, I inadvertently watched about 30 minutes of BET. Like MLK said on that episode of the Boondocks; "It was the worst thing I have ever seen in my entire life!" (If you have never watched the Boondocks, do yourself a favor and cop it- it is one of the more intelligent and hilarious television shows currently in existence)...
Seriously, after 30 minutes of BET, I think I acquired Brain Cancer. The videos I witnessed made me physically ill. There is no need to go into why, you all know. But anyways, it got me to thinking how far 'Hip Hop' has fallen. In fact, what is presented as 'Hip Hop' now, is simply 'Rap'- and 90% of it is utter garbage. It makes me sick...
I fondly remember the days when Artists (remember them?) made awesome videos that actually attempted to say something. I got to thinking about Public Enemy. They have fallen off quite abit, there is no denying that. However, between 1987 and 1991, PE was a force...
A vicious and intelligent machine that blessed our ears with bombastic sonics, funk, and intelligent rage. The Bomb Squad is responsible for some of the dopest soundtracking ever disseminated. These exquisite audio brain bombs were coupled with video images that remain indelible and powerful. Case in point, 'Can't Truss It'. MTV was afraid to play this video, but damn, it rules...
And how could anyone possibly argue with the message espoused by Chuck D, Ice Cube, and Big Daddy Kane in 'Burn, Hollywood Burn'. Let's give these some brothers some credit, this was 1991. Things have since gotten WAY worse. Check this excellent video out...
The more I think back, and listen to Hip Hop from what I consider to be the Golden Era (Approximately 1986-1995), the more I miss it. I realize that I probably sound like some cantankerous old coot, but I cannot help from feeling this way. I mean Jesus, remember N.W.A., self-professed 'World's Most Dangerous Group'?
I remember the first time I saw the video for 'Straight Outta Compton'... I was still a metal head/hardcore/punk maniac, but damn! this shit spoke to me. I mean watch this video and witness how fucking hardcore these brothers were...
Sure, the message ain't positive, but there is no way you could possibly front on the overpowering awesomeness that was the juggernaut of N.W.A...
I could go on and on, but I must get back to work and keep these punk muthafucka's in check!
Seriously, after 30 minutes of BET, I think I acquired Brain Cancer. The videos I witnessed made me physically ill. There is no need to go into why, you all know. But anyways, it got me to thinking how far 'Hip Hop' has fallen. In fact, what is presented as 'Hip Hop' now, is simply 'Rap'- and 90% of it is utter garbage. It makes me sick...
I fondly remember the days when Artists (remember them?) made awesome videos that actually attempted to say something. I got to thinking about Public Enemy. They have fallen off quite abit, there is no denying that. However, between 1987 and 1991, PE was a force...
A vicious and intelligent machine that blessed our ears with bombastic sonics, funk, and intelligent rage. The Bomb Squad is responsible for some of the dopest soundtracking ever disseminated. These exquisite audio brain bombs were coupled with video images that remain indelible and powerful. Case in point, 'Can't Truss It'. MTV was afraid to play this video, but damn, it rules...
And how could anyone possibly argue with the message espoused by Chuck D, Ice Cube, and Big Daddy Kane in 'Burn, Hollywood Burn'. Let's give these some brothers some credit, this was 1991. Things have since gotten WAY worse. Check this excellent video out...
The more I think back, and listen to Hip Hop from what I consider to be the Golden Era (Approximately 1986-1995), the more I miss it. I realize that I probably sound like some cantankerous old coot, but I cannot help from feeling this way. I mean Jesus, remember N.W.A., self-professed 'World's Most Dangerous Group'?
I remember the first time I saw the video for 'Straight Outta Compton'... I was still a metal head/hardcore/punk maniac, but damn! this shit spoke to me. I mean watch this video and witness how fucking hardcore these brothers were...
Sure, the message ain't positive, but there is no way you could possibly front on the overpowering awesomeness that was the juggernaut of N.W.A...
I could go on and on, but I must get back to work and keep these punk muthafucka's in check!
This hot dog started talking to me...
... on Market Street!
Inspired by the Educational post from the inimitable Demonbabies that I stumbled across earlier today (you should check it out!), I suddenly remembered a delicious slice of 1960's psychedelic education (sponsored by the Lockheed Aircraft Corporation no less) residing on the magnificent Education Archives DVD (from Fantoma) that I lovingly own. Low and behold, this little gem was snugly nestled away in Youtube. If you have ever wondered why you should not partake in LSD, perhaps this mind-numbing slice of educational exploitation will show you why...
Inspired by the Educational post from the inimitable Demonbabies that I stumbled across earlier today (you should check it out!), I suddenly remembered a delicious slice of 1960's psychedelic education (sponsored by the Lockheed Aircraft Corporation no less) residing on the magnificent Education Archives DVD (from Fantoma) that I lovingly own. Low and behold, this little gem was snugly nestled away in Youtube. If you have ever wondered why you should not partake in LSD, perhaps this mind-numbing slice of educational exploitation will show you why...
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