Movie Review: All American Bully (2015)

It seems that over the past few years that one of the best companies to find the more eclectic and delightfully horrific titles to come out of the low-budget and micro-budget film world has been Wild Eye Releasing. If you've seen titles like Disco Exorcist, Blood Soaked and The Electric Chair you know exactly what I'm talking about. Recently they've released a film that carries what is an unquestionably very topical and relevant problem that troubles so many youth across the world, bullying.

The premise for All American Bully is somewhat unique here as you have two young men (played by Daren Ackerman and Alexander Fraser) who were friends when they were very young. Like many kids though as they hit their teens, they grow apart. John (Ackerman) begins to initiate some really nasty bullying to Devon (Fraser) and his friends. It seems that John's hostility goes a little deeper though to a humiliating incident from several years earlier. Something so embarrassing to John, that as a way to fight back, Devon takes to social media thanks to the urging of his friends. While momentarily satisfying, this opens up some horrible events that happen later.

Movie Review: Barely Lethal (2015)

This is the story of a secret assassin whose training began at a very young age who has decided she wants a normal teenage life.  Agent 83 (Hailee Steinfeld), or Megan as she prefers to be known as, fakes her death during the capture of the notorious Victoria Knox (Jessica Alba).

Gathering intel into the teenage world, Megan utilizes the films Clueless, The Breakfast Club and Mean Girls to determine how to fit into the high school world.  Through watching these films, Megan determines how to label everyone.

Barely Lethal, unfortunately, has a hard time determining what kind of movie it is.  At times it feels like it caters to the audience that would enjoy the Spy Kids franchise but at others, it definitely goes the PG-13 route.  The dialogue early on felt very 1980s action era and seemed like it was only there to get the cliché story going.  Once Megan reaches high school, the dialogue improves, especially when Liz (Dove Cameron) is able to deliver the film’s more memorable lines like, “…ass baby of Criss Angel and Russell Brand,” when describing classmate Cash (Toby Sebastian).

Despite how predictable the movie was throughout, there were a few comical performances that had me chuckling.  Rob Huebel’s character has very awkward discussions with his son Roger (Thomas Mann).  Dan Fogler as the teacher who has a man-crush on Cash (Tony Sebastian) who is the lead singer of the local band, Emotacons.  Steve-O was actually kind of funny as well as Pedro, the sympathetic torturer.  As stated earlier, Dove Cameron’s lines really help this movie along.  There’s a really small part where you’ll see Topher Grace in this movie – blink and you’ll miss him.  Throw in Rachael Harris (who had one of my favorite characters on the TV show Archer) and you may be able to get through this film.

Interracial Sex Havoc #9: 1985 – 1990

The Interracial Sex Havoc project is a reviews selection of films that contain at least one interracial sex scene. The present chapter is about movies released from 1985 to 1990. Many goodies are presented, including a Dennis Hopper film and a flick with Mickey Rourke. So, enjoy!

Foreword on Compilations

For this Interracial Sex Havoc instalment I had to ignore the Afro Erotica film series that (from 1986 to 1989) produced 33 volumes, and the Black Ass, White Gash film series that I believe it produced 10 volumes, because although they are both very important compilations of ethnic pornography and among the first too, these videos were still a patchwork of unrelated sex scenes and no matter how hot many of them are (some of them coming from classics of the era) there is really not much you can write about plot-less intercourse sessions. The bottom line is that I will try to avoid compilations as much as possible.

Irrelevant Introduction

Up to around 1988 (roughly the end of the golden age of porn), movies usually portrayed interracial sex as something exotic. From around 1988 onwards things changed a bit and usually interracial sex worked as a vehicle for fetishsized racism. Some subgenres of porn do that with several subjects, including rape. Racism and rape are undeniably the greatest evils in this world. They are occasionally eroticized in some porn subgenres, but I don’t think that we should make quick conclusions of the films that do that (or any film). After all, adult films work as a fantasy (no matter how realistic) and contrary to prostitution they actually keep perverts off the streets when they offer them harmless orgasms through masturbation. Rape and racism are cultural problems that society needs to solve with education and other means, but to ignore them by simply banning them on film is outright stupid.

Another problem with porn from around 1989 to 2009 is (in most cases) the lack of story. The rise of the so called gonzo porn killed storytelling. This seems to be changing the last few years with the introduction of genres such as the staged casting videos and those work solely because we the audience get introduced to the performers. Sure, most of what the performers say is bullshit, but a character development of sorts takes form there. This works as a masturbation material because it is absolutely vital to know a thing or two about the performers even if that is only a fake name and a fake date of birth. It looks like the ‘amateur’ genre won’t go away any time soon, but it also seems that many people are now bored of seeing people portrayed as fuck meat. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely find many ‘amateur’ videos to be very hot, but as a reviewer I find it impossible to write an article about two (or more) people fucking in a room.

Another thing I noticed is that although the adult film industry was always producing comedies, somewhere around the late ‘80s parodies and self-mockery themes became very frequent. And it has been said by various theorists that when one film movement stops taking itself seriously then it is dead. Well, porn proved this argument to be wrong.

The Reviews

Angel Heart (1987)

The beginning of this film is set in New York in 1955 where Louis Cyphre [Robert De Niro who around the same time was also in The Untouchables (1987)] delegates private detective Harry Angel [Mickey Rourke fresh off 9 ½ Weeks (1986)] to find singer Johnny Favourite.

Harry goes on a mission in Louisiana (which is very stereotypically portrayed as uncivilized) where dead bodies start piling up around the hunt for Johnny. It is there that he will meet underage mother Epiphany Proudfoot [Lisa Bonet from High Fidelity (2000)] and between them the sole interracial sex scene will happen. It is a very interesting scene which is pivotal to the plot and gorgeous to look at with its use of the small space that a single room is providing and with the rain that comes through the ceiling and later becomes blood which is showering the couple.

There is a twist ending to the film, which nowadays may seem very obvious, but back then it was quite original as nobody in the audience was so well trained to such surprises. Also, the names given to the characters are a bit stupid and obvious. This being a neo-noir, the main character is smoking cigarettes throughout the entire running time which makes you want to take a puff too. This is in my opinion the greatest film by director Alan Parker [Pink Floyd The Wall (1982)].

Movie Review: Joe Dirt 2: Beautiful Loser (2015)

Joe Dirt is one of those movies that I can watch over and over. When it was in heavy rotation on Comedy Central, I had to stop and watch no matter where I came into it. When I heard the news of a sequel, I got excited. I did. Judge my taste if you want, but the world needs silly comedies. The interesting thing about this movie is that it was released exclusively on Crackle. It's not their first original release. They have a few movies and TV shows, and oddly enough, this might be their biggest yet.

We find our lovable dipshit of a hero on a bus bench attempting to tell his story to a stranger sitting near him. Yes, this is very Forrest Gump, which the stranger points out before calling Joe a bitch waffle. Another stranger comes along and decides to hear the story. The weirdest part is that radio host Zander Kelly (Dennis Miller) is telling the story of Joe telling his story to two yahoos at an auto shop. This isn't even the weirdest this movie gets.

Movie Review: Prison Girl (2008)

While I am “assured” that the arrival of one of Japan’s pink films in my care package this time around was “accidental” and that I didn’t have to watch it, I figured, what the hell. I can man up and watch some soft-core porn. It’s for science! Or, work. Or…something.

Prison Girl stars Asami as Ayaka, a bored housewife who’s been having some very strange dreams lately. She keeps having nightmares about being in prison where she is man-handled and abused at the hands of the Warden and the guards. She thinks that settling into the role of housewife must be at the core of these dreams, though she’s had them since she was a teenager. 

On the advice of her husband, she starts regular visits to a psychiatrist. He seems to think that psychological disorders can be caused by not enough sex. Maybe that’s her issue. So she and her husband should talk about having kids. After all, kids make everything better!

In addition to the prison, Ayaka also dreams about being showered in blood and laughing maniacally. The nightmares become more frequent and it’s glaringly obvious that she enjoys them. When she’s not dreaming about being groped, she’s fondling herself in the real world. The shrink then has a new theory - she’s feeling guilty about something and that’s why she keeps dreaming of prison. Like guilty over keeping a secret. Like secretly being a prostitute.

Wait, what? Where’d that come from?

Eventually, Ayaka’s dream world and waking world begin to merge. Is she the repressed housewife dreaming of prison life or is she a criminal, charged with murdering her husband, who dreams of having the regular life of a wife? You can contemplate that while staring at Asami’s perfectly perky breasts. 

Movie Review: Mississippi Mermaid (1969; MGM/Twilight Time)

...braving the lambast-worthy gauntlet of losing some respectable points as one of many cult film auteurs out there, the respected 'comma, then title' moniker which this reviewer make an unabashed claim to...he...uh, he (...stutter, stutter)...he has to candidly, and...swell, quite shamefully admit, he...uh, he (...stutter, stutter) had never partaken of a film, produced and directed by the great Francois Truffaut...that is, until now. Admittedly, as a very young and budding embracee of cult films, this reviewer had heard of this extraordinarily masterful filmmaker, at least enough to know that his film artistry was, at the very least, something more than noteworthy, and he was even dimly privy to some of Truffaut's early film work (...'fancy-schmancy arthouse' films, I called them back then...and as a youth...well, perhaps it was understandable that I wasn't into 'fancy-schmancy', though indeed, such films were as yet beyond my level of understanding and appreciation, at the time), without actually having seen them...classics like "Fahrenheit 451", "Story of Adele H" and "Shoot the Pianist", amongst others...

...no siree...this reviewer's first exposure to Francois Truffaut wasn't even his prowess at film direction; rather, it was his authoritative, albeit language-hampered performance as Claude Lacombe, in the wonder, instilling 1977, Steven Spielberg-directed sci-fi classic, "Close Encounters of the Third Kind". However, even in that enigmatic performance alone, there was an aura of interest and fascination, which shone through...not in the character he played, but in the performer...or rather, the artist himself, the exposition of which could not be denied, nor ignored...

Movie Review: The Cemetery (2014; Massacre Video)

...ya know?? One of the biggest problems with being a respectably seasoned, knowledgeable and well-rounded horror genre aficionado (...in truth, I can't admit to have seen everything...and I do relish the occasional surprise, in having finally gotten around in catching something, which I've either ignored, or something that has just merely gotten by me...both instances, for whatever reason...but eh, I feel that I've seen enough to justify respectable commentary)...exuding and giving proper credit to everything seen over the years, from the golden age of silent cinema, to today's big screen offerings, as well as the often-ignored and under-appreciated independent productions, produced nowadays...is that this viewer, often times, finds himself quite torn. Torn, with respects to genre filmmakers, who borrow and tinker with previously used, albeit proven sure-fire ideas, throw them into their own perspective pots, along with a smidgen of ideas of their own, stir vigorously, and proudly...perhaps even shamelessly serve up something 'uniquely homage', for lack of a better term. Hell, Quentin Tarantino's been doing that for years, and for the most part, has been quite successful at it, for those who's been keeping up...

Movie Review: Cat in the Brain (Grindhouse Releasing)

As a huge fan of Italian genre films, I hold Lucio Fulci’s work at the highest peak of a splatter covered mountain. Grindhouse Releasing began releasing several gore favorites from abroad that include Umberto Lenzi’s Cannibal Ferox (aka Make Them Die Slowly), Ruggero Deodato’s vile outing Cannibal Holocaust of course one of Fulci’s best The Beyond. Cat in the Brain is one of Fulci’s later films and it's slightly flawed but there is no doubt that this two-disc release is one hell of a lot of sick fun.

Lucio Fulci infuses himself into the project as the focal point of the storyline of Cat in The Brain where he plays Dr. Lucio Fulci, the Italian cult film extraordinaire. The scenes that he produces on a daily basis in his films are starting to take over his mind, much like... well... a cat in the brain.

Movie Review: Porn of the Dead (2006)

What did I tell ya? I’m back for more of director Rob Rotten’s cinema!

In the first scene of this one a male scientist picks up a female zombie hitchhiker and leads her to his seedy place where the un-dead girl will first suck him and then allow him in her ass. Yes, I see an anal fetish going on here and the audience even gets to witness some ass-to-mouth action. The male performer’s cum-shot is not very spectacular, and this is probably why the zombie girl bites his dick off. Or maybe there are hints of the female predator theory here?

In the second scene a blonde Lolita (damn hot thing) allows in her fantasy a zombie man in her bedroom who has his way with her, including some very brutal anal action. If you like your ass fucking to be accompanied by rough metal music then look no further, this is your film!

In the third scene a porn movie set is invaded by a bunch of male zombies that gang bang the female star.

The last two scenes are the least exciting ones and in each one of them a doctor fucks a zombie girl (including anal of course). You gotta love zombie whores!

Ladies and gentlemen, aside the hot sex here and the gore effects, kudos should be given for the attention paid to the excellent set design; and I am not joking.

Movie Review: LIfe Itself (2013)

Directed by Steve James

Movie Review by Greg Goodsell

Pulitzer prize-winning film critic Roger Ebert led an expansive life. He enjoyed an early success as both a columnist and critic for the Chicago Sun Times, a newspaper he never left in spite of better paying job offers. He successfully won his private battle with alcoholism, and his marriage at age 50 to Charlie "Chaz" Hammelsmith, a fiery African-American woman who had marched with Martin Luther King Jr. was a love story for the ages. Through it all, Ebert was probably best known as “the fat one” with his cohort Gene Siskel, “the skinny one” on PBS' “Siskel & Ebert at the Movies.” The long-running series was among the very best of its kind, as it explored a relationship – oftentimes contentious, of two intellectuals saying why they did, or did not like a particular film.

The importance of “Siskel & Ebert at the Movies” cannot be downplayed, as it turned many people's heads to the possibilities of film criticism. Both Siskel and Ebert created the notion of “superstar” film critics, for good or ill. Both Andrew Sarris and Pauline Kael brought intellectual heft to the form – although Kael would indulge in naughty fun by titling her books with double entendres, such as “I Lost It at the Movies.” There was also Rex Reed, also a critic, but he mostly attained notoriety for tell-all celebrity profiles. It was both Ebert and Siskel that the nation listened and adhered to. In time, they would draw criticism for their “thumbs up” or “thumbs down” rating system. Their contemporary Richard Corliss of Time magazine, who is also interviewed in the documentary, would take them to task for this all or nothing value system. Motion pictures, he argued, were complex creatures, far more worthy of being turned away out of hand for a few of the many disparate elements combined to make them.

Movie Review: Dark Night of the Scarecrow (1981)

by Jeff Dolniak




Directed by: Frank De Fellita


Distributor: VCI Entertainment


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The "Scarecrow" horror sub-genre has always appealed to my diverse tastes. There's really nothing more frightening than being alone in a giant pitch-black cornfield with a creepy raggedy man, made of straw holding a pitchfork. Some of the better examples in my viewing experiences of scarecrow horror have been William Wesley's splattery Scarecrows, and surprisingly, an entry in the second season of Friday the 13th: The Series, called (You guessed it!) Scarecrow. In 1995, Jeff Burr (Leatherface: Texas Chainsaw Massacre Three) also helmed the moderately entertaining Night of the Scarecrow, starring Bruce Glover. All three, solid efforts, but still not as unforgettable as the film I'm covering in this review; VCI's new re-mastered special-edition release of the made-for-TV film of, Frank De Felitta's, Dark Night Of The Scarecrow. Dark Night of the Scarecrow has always seemed to be as mysterious as a scarecrow itself. Often bootlegged with God-awful image and sound quality by collectors (Mainly from the long out-of-print Key Video release), it became a seriously elusive item...until now.

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Movie Review: Killer Joe (2011; Voltage Pictures/Lionsgate)

...it's a bygone truth in considering that the impact...the very vibrancy of the hero of the story is directly proportionate to, reciprocative of...and in most cases...is outright dependent upon the often times greater impact and vibrancy of the villain. Let's face it: we have certain expectations, when it comes to the hero, and without fail...unless that hero takes total leave of his senses...the hero typically performs as expected, with no real surprises; however, without a worthy and polar-opposite comparable adversary, the hero really has nothing to do, right?? The old story of 'there's no good, unless there's bad...and vice-versa. And how about the villain?? A picture of self-interest...relentless...conniving...often times, violent...clearly knowing right from wrong, but not caring...quite literally carefree, in fact. And there's no denying that in each and very one of us, there's a spark of envy, in that respect...though, it's intervening morality, which keeps us 'normal people' in check...

Movie Review: Blown (2005)

While I’m working on a series of articles reviewing a certain doll centric movie franchise for another site (*coughcough* REVIEW WHORE *coughcough*), I needed a bit of a palate cleanser before I venture into the final phase. Not sure if this movie is a cleanser so much as a vehicle for alien mouth spores that become sentient, take over my consciousness, and make me kill everyone wearing the color blue.

Blown is a movie brought to us by Abnormal Entertainment. The unholy trinity of David Hayes, Kevin Moyers, and Jeff Dolniak concocted the most ridiculous film I’ve seen in a while. And I just slogged my way through Bride of Chucky.

Bobby (Dolniak) is getting married and celebrates with a loud party. His neighbor, a voodoo witch named Esmerelda (really guys?), has had enough with his merry making. She asks a severed head for advice in creating a curse to put upon Bobby and his buddies. Long story short - her soul ends up in a inflatable fuck doll in whose plastic form she exacts her revenge.

Secondhand Smut #3

Back in April 2014, I announced the closure of the Secondhand Smut column. But the truth is, you just can’t end bad habits. Believe me, I know because I’ve been chain-smoking for the past 16 years.

Now, I had plans for the third installment to cover my findings from May, June, and July 2014, but I simply couldn’t find anything worthy to include here. This changed on September 2014, when my friend Periklis took me to a flea market I wasn’t aware of. This was the kind of place I needed; one of the first things I noticed was a DVD of Hot Asian Girls next to the bible. I bought neither, but you get the point. The beast was unleashed.

3 pulp books I bought for only 2€

Carnal Marriage

Oh, I just love how this book smells like old pulp shit. This smell reminds me of seedy basements full of porn books that grandfathers used to read while grandmothers were unaware watching television. More than 20 years ago, I broke into such a basement and found a box full of Gérard de Villiers books.

Anyway, the back cover of Carnal Marriage lists some other books by the same publisher (Βιβλιοθήκη για Όλους – Library for All), and those include the works of Nietzsche, Frued, etc. Also, the first page tells us that the publisher faced charges for this book, but those were dropped.

Cinema Head Cheese: Podshort! - The Cobbler (2015)

Kevin Moyers goes through the career of Adam Sandler before reviewing his first VOD release.

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Movie Review: Cellar Dweller / Catacombs (Blu-ray)

Reviewed By: James D.

Cellar Dweller stars Jeffrey Combs as a comic creator named Colin Childress. It so happens one day he decides to summon a demon through his work. When the demon starts to kill, the only way to stop it is to burn the paper he used to create this demon. We move 30 years after this and meet Whitney Taylor who is following in his footsteps and decides to move into his old house for inspiration. Well others have different plans as meet Mrs. Briggs and Amanda who is her art school rival and they want to get rid of her. As fate would have it Whitney decides to draw the Cellar Dweller comic and now we are back to the start and the creature has been set free to kill again. Cellar Dweller for years after its 80’s release became a cult favorite for what reason I have no earthly idea. The film is pretty bad by all standards. The story is sluggish; the plot is full of more holes than Rambo’s enemies. The creature in this film looks hokey and really does not scare the viewer. This film

Cinema Head Cheese: The Podcast! #143 - Hazzardous

Kevin and Jeff roll out a full length episode with a slew of movies, an Australian TV show and a Luke-warm discussion aBout TV Land pulling The Dukes of Hazzard from their lineup. (See what I did there?)

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Movie Review: Treatment (Artsploitation, 2015)

Reviewed by: James D.

Belgium director Hans Herbots before this film, I have never heard of him. After this film, I want to see more from him. The Treatment or the Dutch name De Behandeling is something very unique and very well done. This film has a tone and mood that really grips you by the throat and with its intense plot will keep you biting your mails at the edge of the couch or seat till it ends. This Belgian thriller I should warn the viewers, it is very disturbing and could be viewed as offensive. The material in this film is for people who are not afraid to see things get intense. Our main protagonist is Nick Cafmeyer who seems to be a much traumatized man. It starts out earlier in his life when as a kid he saw his brother abducted to never been seen or heard from again. Nick uses this as inspiration to become a cop and investigating cases that remind him of his brother.

Secondhand Smut #5: Devil in Miss Jones

Secondhand Smut’s fifth installment is covering the porn I watched from December 2014 to April 2015. Said smut is devoted to the Devil in Miss Jones franchise. There are tons of information regarding its history out there, and even more tons of words reviewing it and analyzing it (even academically if that’s your thing), but what you’ll read here is my thoughts after going a film-by-film marathon.

The Devil in Miss Jones 3: A New beginning (1986) and The Devil in Miss Jones: The Resurrection (2010) was ignored as I was not able to track down copies of those in time for this article. Der Teufel in Miss Jonas (1976) is an unofficial remake, and The Devil’s Agenda & Miss Jones (1991) is an unofficial sequel, and hence they were ignored.

Devil in Miss Jones (1973)

One of my favorite porn films of all time is Gerard Damiano’s Deep Throat (1972), and one of my favourite autobiographies is Georgina Spelvin’s The Devil made me Do It. So it was only natural that I would fall in love with the Devil in Miss Jones (1973) that the two of them made together and is considered by many the best adult film from the golden age.

It is about the titular lady (Georgina Spelvin) who (in a sequence that brings student short films in mind, but I am saying this as a good thing) commits suicide when she’s slashing her wrists with a razorblade.

Then Miss Jones goes to the afterlife, where she meets Abaca (John Clemens) who tells her that despite her quite excellent track record as a mortal human being, the guys upstairs (i.e. heaven) cannot accept her because suicide is a crucial sin, so she’ll have to go downstairs (i.e. hell).