Movie Review: Comic-Con, Episode IV: A Fan's Hope (2011, Wrekin Hill/Warrior Poet)

...despite having once proudly been amongst the 'brethren species' of devotedly obsessed comic book 'geeks' (...although quite candidly, I DO occasional peek through the cracked-open door, to see how things...characters, exploits, format, etc, have since changed since my youth, my comic book collecting days...eh, pretty much snuffed, in the onset of my military stint) , this viewer has to readily admit really getting a brazenly giddy kick out of the crazed and outrageous visual spectacle that IS the yearly San Diego-based International Comic Book Convention...or quite simply, Comic-Con. The inspired, wildly imaginative, and...well, let's face it...quite lucrative costumes. The colorful, anticipation-building, cinematic advertising blitz of just about every major movie studio's upcoming offerings in the genre. The veritable cornucopia of vendors, eager to sell anything, from t-shirts to posters, from collectible toys & figures to that rare DVD-R of 'Ricochet Rabbit' cartoons, and everything in-between (...and of course, comic books). The cheer-inducing, star-studded forums, nostalgically reveling what has come to pass, and anticipatively revealing what is in the works, in the vast world of the popular arts. The progressively wide-spreading interactive-ness of the proceedings, as the city of San Diego itself, spectacularly adorns itself in genre-celebrative decor...

TV on DVD Review: Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers, Season Three (1995/96)

...having been wrought from a generation, which at a younger age, went salivatingly ga-ga over Godzilla & Gamera movies, Ultra Man & Johnny Sokko episodes, Infra-Man and Gigantor, this viewer often found it so easy to diss the occasional, wayward, stumbled upon, broadcast episode of this 'what-the-heck-is-it' TV oddity, called 'Mighty Morphin' Power Rangers'; after all, in the onset, the whole franchise seemed nothing more than an adolescent-geared hybrid knock-off of ideas and concepts previously explored...albeit in a somewhat more hallucinogenic meld (...jovially, I recall an episode of VH1's "I Love the '90's", where Dee Snider, of Twisted Sister, spoke of how his own kids 'got caught up in this mind**** of a show'). Given a viewing of sporadic episodes, here and there, this viewer vaguely caught onto the ideas, interlaced into the show's super-hero-istic forefront, whereby each episode would invoke a simple-to-understand level of drama amongst the dynamic martial arts monster fighting...sometimes even exuding poignant concepts on human values and social behavior...once again, emulating the old 'let's trick kids into learning' diversion...something which, despite being as equally deceptive, was much more apparent and obvious, back in the '70's, with the 'Schoolhouse Rock' thing, and instructively preached, epilogued portions of Saturday morning kids shows. And so, when afforded the opportunity to examine the crust of a whole season of the "...Rangers", this viewer's first reaction was...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! The Agony!!! The Horror!!! The Torture!!!...

Movie Review: Only God Forgives (2013)

Review By: Rob Sibley

I'm going to say this upfront, you are either going to love or hate this film. Nicolas Winding Refn returns with his latest film “Only God Forgives”. Refn made his first film back in 1996, the excellent “Pusher”. But the film that put him on a lot of peoples maps was 2011's “Drive”. Drive quickly has become a cult hit and Ryan Gosling's stoic character of “Driver” surely has become one of the more memorable anti-heros of the last decade. Drive could have been your typical mainstream crime & fast cars flick (Fast and Furious I'm looking at you.) But thanks to to Refn's excellent direction the film became it's own beast. With Only God Forgives Refn tackles a genre that's been done to death, the revenge film and once again has put his own unique spin on it.

Like I said earlier, you're either going to love or hate this film. I also can't express enough, don't go in expecting Drive 2. The only connection is Refn & Gosling, the similarities end there. To me if anything I felt almost like I was watching a spiritual sequel to the Refn film “Fear X”. Fear X was made back in 2003 & was written by none other then the great Hubert Selby Jr. It was sadly dumped DTV in the US. It pretty much bombed world wide and nearly made Refn's production company go bankrupt. To save himself Refn made Pusher 2 & 3 for the sole purpose to pull his production company out of debt. Fear X featured an oscar worthy performance from John Tuturro.

Movie Review: Corruption (1968, Columbia Pictures/Grindhouse Releasing)

...why exactly is Peter Cushing...or rather, why is the character he plays in the sleazy, tension-filled, slightly campy and unflinchingly visceral 1968 horror thriller "Corruption"...renowned surgeon Dr. John Rowan, so freakin' mad, huh?? I mean, we're not talking something as simple as 'just stubbed my big toe on the curb', 'dammit, someone took my last jello in the 'fridge' or 'yer' cheatin' at cards, pard'ner' mad, here. No sirree, Bob...we're talking something more like outright mad-as-a-hatter, complete mental breakdown, 'I'm gonna chase ya' down, and if I catch ya', I'm gonna slice ya' up with this scalpel', blood-lusting psycho killer mad. At least, for this viewer, that was the first impression, in first becoming privy of the 1968 film, "Corruption"...

...before eliciting a conclusive 'theory' to this query, given this opportunity to view "Corruption" for the first time, this viewer cannot help but kick things off by expressing an absolute love of movies trailers...especially those wrought from the guilded age of the drive-in and grindhouse cinema, from the mid '60's...say, to the mid '80's. As they are obviously intended to do, the movie trailers 'sell' the film, and the more viscerally descriptive and exploitatively in-your-face, the trailer is, the better to draw in the eager, albeit unsuspecting viewer...especially this viewer. In some cases 'exploitative' is almost synonymous to 'deceptive', and often, such deceptive exploitation can fool the hapless viewer into thinking that the film is something that it ultimately proves not to be. More than often enough, this strategy culminates into the trailer being something better than the movie itself; however, there's the occasion when a movie trailer, in being evasive, deceptive, and at the same time exploitative, hides the fact that the movie itself is a powderkeg, and the trailer...as shamelessly circus-barker impressive as it might be, or tries to be...is merely an anticipatory fuse...

Movie Review: Sex Hunter 1980 (1980, Nikkatsu/Impulse/Synapse)

...really gotta hand it to the folks over at the Nikkatsu Film Corporation, during their successful reign of what they have coined 'Roman Porno' (...that's 'romantic pornography'...though, this viewer originally assumed that the 'roman' moniker, referred to a flavor of Roman eroticism, which actually might be understandable, to some, in such an assumption). Most of their productions (...at least, the one's which this viewer has thus far partaken of) have allowed viewers to engage a rather compelling storyline, amidst the graphic sexcapades, which these films are normally known for. And these storylines are, for the most part, interesting enough to captivate and draw the unwary viewer in...until such point that the often graphic & fetish-flavored eroticism kicks in, and hits the viewer with a shock to the system, not unlike that of an ounce of everclear, instantly hitting the brain. And such is the case, once again, with a recently released episode from 1980, called "Sex Hunter"...a torrid tale, made exponentially all the more reflective of the imitable Nikkatsu storytelling style, in that the main character, herself, embraces a subtle innocence...a vulnerable and naive innocence, which is abruptly and shockingly made corrupt, through a trial of eroticism, most outrageous and forbidden...

Movie Review: Tower Block (2012, Blu-ray)

Review By: Rob Sibley

Shout Factory has brought us a nice little treat from across the pond. That flick is “Tower Block”, the flick is a lean, mean and vicious machine. Directed with a break neck pace by first time filmmakers James Nunn & Ronnie Thompson. This little flick was written by James Moran who's a veteran of British television. He's written episodes for everything from Doctor Who, Torchwood & Primeval. Unlike those series that were heavy on the syfy, this film is set firmly in reality. If anything the film is more akin to Moran's first writing credit, the criminally underrated horror/comedy “Severance”. Tower Block isn't a horror film at all but the film features a tight script and breathless suspense. Moran even injects a bit of humor here and there to lighten things up a bit. The flick falls in line with other siege movies, Assault on Precinct 13 being one of the biggest influences.

Even the brief opening text echoes Precinct 13 while informing you of the history of tower blocks. “The Tower Block was first built for affordable living after the world war. Communities welcomed them as their excellent views made them popular places to live. They deteriorated and became a breeding ground for crime and violence. Re-developers took over, knocking them down. However, it's not easy moving out existing tenants. Serenity House awaits demolition. The top floor residents are the final people left to be rehoused.”. The films tone is set right from the start as a young man runs for his life, being chased by two hooded thugs. He runs into the Serenity Tower Block and bangs on doors, only to be ignored by the tenants. As they listen behind locked doors to the sounds of the teen being beat to death. This scene sadly has to much resemblance to reality where people often turn a blind eye to the events unfolding around them.

Disturbing Documentary "Zero Killed" Coming From Cult Epics!

Controversial Documentary Film about the Most discussed Topic in the News!

ZERO KILLED

Premieres on DVD: July 23, 2013

Los Angeles, CA (July 2013.) If someone murdered a person you love, how would you feel about it? Are soldiers murderers? Should torture be legalized? How to define good and evil? Since 1996 film director Michal Kosakowski has been asking people with different backgrounds about their murder fantasies and staged these as short films.

The Awards winning film ‘Zero Killed’ is an unconventional hybrid of feature film and documentary, that makes viewers question their personal and social positions concerning ethical and moral values and taboos. This candid confessional of the taboo criminal fantasies, which exist in the minds of normal people is shocking. Fictional crime stories may flood today’s cinemas, but this copulation of fictional crimes challenges us all to look more deeply into the mirror, or more closely at our neighbor. Is evil inside all of us?

Movie Review: Cleavagefield (2009)

I knew better. I knew better. I knew better. I knew that watching a movie called Cleavagefield would be a bad idea. I knew it would suck. I knew that there would be a lot of nudity and that, my dear friends, was the only reason I stuck around. Earlier in my film career I was dealt a horrific blow. Being young, broke and semi-retarded, I flew to the beautiful shores of California to be in a good friend of mine’s feature film. We were shooting a monster movie and, in my naivety, I thought this would be the greatest film ever made. It was not, in retrospect, but we did have fun and I made friends that have lasted in upwards of a decade. Nevertheless, during the production of this epic I learned a hard lesson. I had thought, due to my participation in boobie-filled masterpieces like Shower of Blood, that nudity of any kind was not only good, but necessary. I discovered, much to my own chagrin and completely by surprise, that there is such a thing as bad nudity. I know the twenty-somethings out there just sucked in a shocked breath and the sixty-somethings, bereft of mammaries of any kind for a long time, just shook their heads in shame. You thirties through the fifties, though, you know. The pair of ‘breasts’ that graced that film were not only horrible, but resembled two fly strips stapled to Alice Cooper’s chest. The title of the film will, of course, remain nameless, but the mental scars remain. These scars were re-opened by Cleavagefield and, not content to make me go fetal and sob like Jeff at a Chinese buffet, the bastards shot salty fluids into the wounds. Aargh.

Movie Review: Crimewave (1985, Embassy/Shout Factory)

...this viewer, like many of you out there, without a doubt, harbor an undeniable cherished spot for the early Warner Brothers 'Looney Tunes', and the classic MGM Tex Avery-produced cartoons. Those hilariously senseless and maniacally frenzied little snippets of animation, which once graced the sandwiched intermissions of many a theatrical double feature, and eventually relegated to Saturday morning kiddie viewing fare. Without a doubt, it had often been suggested...and at times, genuinely attempted...to translate such frenzied insanity and hilariously bent wackiness to live action motion pictures (...see 1966's "The Great Race" and 1980's "The Villain", just to name a couple). How unexpected is was, for fledgling director Sam Raimi...having just dismounted the cult cinemania whirlwind, with his campy, over-the-top horror entry from 1981, the now-classic "The Evil Dead"...only to throw HIS hat into the arena, as far as flying his own 'screw ball' banner, and taking on such unconventional material...'unconventional', as compared to "The Evil Dead", that is. And the result?? As notoriously patchwork, scattered and uneven, albeit outrageously nutty as 1985's wacky "Crimewave" is (...originally conceived as "The XYZ Murders"), it remains an intriguingly curious and odd little comedy ditty, which is inexplicably hard to turn away from, once engaged...a flavorful bit of comic film noir, that's seems missing a questionably undetermined ingredient, yet remaining equally questionable, as to why it's oh-so damn irresistible..

Cinema Head Cheese: The Podcast! #105 - Web of Lies

Kevin and Jeff discuss the recent reviewer scandals concerning Rex Reed's refusal to watch the movies he reviews and Lianne Spiderbaby's blatant plagiarism.

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Movie Review: Nacho Mountain (2009)

It never occurred to me that B movies could be NOT horror. I mean, if you don't have rolling heads and gushing blood and chewy entrails then what's the point? Well, Dirt Productions has answered that question with Nacho Mountain.

Keefer is your average 9-5 working man. He gets to work, jerks off to a lot of porn websites, takes bets on who can eat how much at lunch, jerks off to some more porn, collects his pay check and goes home to his girlfriend. When the boss man founds out just how much porn Keefer has been surfing, his ass is fired. When he gets home to break the bad news to his girlfriend, he finds her bonking a transvestite. Her excuse? Well, she wasn't quite ready for a threesome with another girl (you know, for Keefer's benefit) so she thought screwing a guy dressed as a girl would be a good start. Yeah. She's blonde.

So now Keefer has no job, no girl, and no place to live. While visiting with his local weed dealer, Coopy (played with an appropriate amount of hilarious twitching and tweaking by Armando Merlo), he's issued a ticket by the local Dukes o' Hazard doucheknockers, Officers Slivjak and Biggsley. As he relates his sob story to his buddy, Meegosh (I shit you not), a dimly lit light bulb moment occurs: Keefer should organize and run an underground eating competition.

Movie Review: The Howling (Collector's Edition Blu-ray, 1981)

Werewolves have always had a soft spot in my heart since I was a youngster taking in creature features on Sunday afternoons. The first couple films to really give me that burst of lycanthrope excitement were, John Landis’ An American Werewolf in London and Joe Dante’s The Howling.  There have been others like, The Wolfman, The Company of Wolves, Silver Bullet and even the more recent Dog Soldiers but nothing came close to the grand scale of those two classics. Scream Factory has thankfully taken the time to give Joe Dante’s film a loaded Blu-ray release for fans to salivate over, much like our canine friends. I recently got a chance to sink my teeth into it and, well, it doesn’t disappoint.

Dee Wallace Stone plays news reporter Karen White, a brave gal who helps the authorities by attempting to trap a serial killer. Things don’t over particularly after the cops gun down the killer as our heroine is severely traumatized by the whole situation. This incident calls for  some serious R & R for her, so she, along with her hubbie, William (the late Christopher Stone) take a journey into the woods to a colony of fairly friendly folks who are as hospitable as can be for the couple.

The couple starts to see that things are exactly what they seem, and that while they may be away from the carnage of the serial killer they could be somewhere worse – in the middle of a colony of ferocious, horny and very hungry werewolves.

Movie Review: Castle Freak (1995, Blu-ray)

Stuart Gordon's splash onto the horror genre scene in the mid 1980's with the superb film incarnations of H.P Lovecraft's short stories, Re-Animator and From Beyond was truly a thing of beauty. They had scares, heaping doses of splatter and surprisingly fun bits of humor throughout the films. Both movies literally made genre fans slip and slide on the ooey, gooey genius of the horror icon.

Both From Beyond and Re-Animator were produced through Charles Band's Empire Pictures, these critical successes paved way to a nice solid career that led to other, different projects. One such project, with Charles Band again and his Full Moon Features Company was Castle Freak. After hitting both VHS and DVD this uplifting story about a slobbering, grunting, flesh-eating cretin living in a castle basement is now on glorious Blu-ray.

Movie Review: Adjust Your Tracking: The Untold Story of the VHS Collector (2013)

Reviewed by: John Beutler

Directed by: Dan Kinem and Levi Peretic

Well, I'll be damned!! I'm not alone, in this obsession!! This viewer was recently elated to discover not being so much the misfit, as had originally thought!! I can now proudly peruse through my precious (...ooooo!! My precious...my precious!!) and treasured collection of rare & artfully boxed VHS videotapes, hang my head high, and know that I belong to a much bigger 'brotherhood'...a subtly growing brotherhood, which has remained stubbornly steadfast, in embracing and preserving the long-thought-dead VHS format. Yes, folks...I can now openly sing the praises, and revel in my fellow collectors' collective appreciation and passion, after having recently partaken of the amusingly spotlighting documentary, "Adjust Your Tracking: The Untold Story of the VHS Collector"...

In examining the arguably  warranted reasons for hanging onto these cherished relics...Is it merely because of certain out-of-print-and-now-ultra-rare-and-obscure film titles not yet released in a digital format (...just gotta quest myself a copy of the herein featured and suggested, ultra-rare and never-heard-of title, "Tales from the Quadead Zone", which several of the collectors in this documentary, pridefully gush over themselves, in possessing in their collections), and now worth tens, even hundreds of dollars?? Could it possibly be the exclusive-to-the-format, beautifully unique and artistically striking artwork on the video boxes, themselves (...my personal favorites, being amongst the exquisitely rendered, artfully original, old Wizard Video big-box tapes)?? Might it perhaps be the surprising durability of the format, itself (...especially those seemingly indestructable, clunky, back-breaking, 90-pound, top-loading machines), as opposed to the easily scratched and thusly, viewing-hampering digital format?? Or maybe it's for the outright nostalgic feel of the format (...those pops, scratches and dropouts surprisingly enhanced many genre movie titles, countless rented and played...almost giving the look and feel of grainy, well-worn 'grindhouse' prints), which many of us movie lovers/collectors remember oh so well. In general, it quite possibly comes right down to the fact that VHS was definitely the dawn of technologically collectable fantasy fulfillment, as far as regularly watching uncut and uninterrupted movies at home, in a format which afforded oneself the opportunity to building one's own personal movie collection. At any rate, no matter the reason, all such views and facets...and more are amusingly & candidly bantered about herein, by a colorfully enthusiastic, select group of characters, who appear most unswervingly dedicated to the cause of salvaging, embracing and proudly upholding the still-embraceable virtues of films rendered on the widely considered obsolete, albeit clearly still-to-some, quite alluring VHS tape format...a format not necessarily, exclusively and collect-ably embraced by merely the film content of the tape, itself...as this amusing documentive study reveals...

Movie Review: The Prowler (1981)

First off, I have to tell everyone that I love the slasher sub-genre of horror films. I cut my teeth on them as a wee lad and have appreciated the minimalist effectiveness of the good ones. I’ve also lamented to the heavens about the bad ones. Through the years, beginning around 1978, the slasher took off and began to set box office records. Classics like Halloween, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, Friday the 13^th and My Bloody Valentine set the stage for a horror boon market that had a pretty good run. The slasher film quickly became derivative and a mockery of itself as the ‘group of teens in danger from a psychotic mass murderer’ formula began to play itself out. The mid-90s saw a resurgence in the slasher film, most notably from Wes Craven’s Scream, that saw the sub-genre become self-referential, almost a meta-film wherein the audience, and the filmmakers, were fully aware of the cliché. The 90s also presented the world with prosumer home video equipment and that, my dear friends, is where the biggest issue lies. The slasher film, because of its budget-friendly nature, was the genre of choice for backyard hacks with a video camera and some dopey friends. This, more so than the original surge of product in the 1980s, has given the slasher film a bad reputation. It is good, though, to remember our roots and Blue Underground’s blu-ray release of The Prowler does just that.

Buy The Prowler [Blu-ray]!

Movie Review: Reform School Girls (1986)

"You're just a shit stain on the panties of life."

Would you ever say that to Wendy O. Williams? Neither would I. But apparently Edna, the matron of the Pridemore Juvie Home for Girls, doesn't give a damn.

Reform School Girls is a highly entertaining exploitation flick from 1986. Jenny has chosen a bummer of a boyfriend. Apparently she volunteered to be the wheel man for her beau's late night robbery and the resulting shoot out (but he promised no guns!) and car crash lands her first time offender tushie in reform school. Though she thinks the hard part is over (read: doesn't have to rot in jail with all the other hardened 15 year olds), Jenny is in for a rude awakening.

Welcome to Pridemore Juvenile Home, bitch.

Movie Review: A Haunting at Silver Falls (2013, Outsider Pictures)

...ya' know, one really has to wonder, just what is it about lingeringly restless and supposedly 'wronged' ghosts & specters...in particular, those of the cinematic fervor...and their ethereal and other-worldly stasis, forcibly tethered in this world...a torturous limbo...still managing to take with them, a wholly human, demandantly unswerving, relentlessly unforgiving and self-serving sense of justice and purpose?? Supposed 'unfinished business', as often coined...hauntingly insistent upon commanding the attention of the living, despite their limited and handicapped ability to fully communicate, and yet able to exude frustration, anger, rage and fury...sometimes physically...when those whom they are haunting, just can't seem to get the message, right from the get-go. And what about those haplessly haunted...forced to delve into uncertain mystery and intrigue...sometimes getting in way over their heads...in an effort to appease the haunting spirit, invariably plaguing them...

...come on, 'dead' people (...clap, clap); wake up and smell the afterlife...Let's get on with it, huh!!

Cinema Head Cheese: The Podcast! #104 - Emotional Hermaphrodite

Kevin and Dave talk about movies that made them cry, including a few embarrassing choices. Get your tissues ready for some spoiler tears.

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Movie Review: Message from Space (1978)

To be honest, I only watched this film because I was looking for movies with Hiroyuki Sanada on Netflix streaming. Since I had already seen Twilight Samurai (excellent film, btw), the only other choice was Message from Space. And considering he was only 18 when the movie came out, I'm guessing he was trying to get some movie experience under his belt (after playing "fighter" in Shogun Samurai, another film that came out the same year). Doesn't really matter as I was entertained, mostly, by this cheesy sci-fi Star Wars rip off. It's one of those great films from the 70s where half the cast is American, speaking English, and the other half is Japanese, speaking Japanese but dubbed in English. Distracting in a way but it adds to the fun factor. Sort of.

The most annoying thing about this flick is the narrator, though, who has to tell us half of what's going on because they either couldn't afford to film it or they thought the audience would be too stupid to figure it out.

Gelusia (aka tree hugging hippies) is conquered by Gavana (not hippies so they're automatically assholes) a race of silver faced fighters who love war and conquering. Gelusia refused to submit and most of them are killed off. The King sends eight magic seeds out into the universe, which basically look like radioactive walnuts, to find warriors to fight for and save what remains of Gelusia. The King's daughter, Emeralida, and a Gelusian fighter, Urocco, will follow the seeds, pick up the chosen warriors, and return. And they follow in a literal ship, like a clipper with the big masts and giant sails. Like maybe Jack Sparrow should be heading up this mission.

Well, the Gavanians can't have that so they attack the ship. They don't stop it but they screw it up enough that it ends up being a wreck of a floater. But that's okay. We're about to meet a few of the chosen warriors as they stumble upon the Gelusian ship.

The Gruesome Slasher Movie That's Driving Real Horror Fans Wild!

We at Cinema Head Cheese really love the return of the Retro Big Box VHS releases, but even we have our own favorite that you MUST get your hands on before it's sold out for good. It's a little film called Bloody Bloody Bible Camp and it's only available from our friends at Cult Movie Mania. If your on the fence, see what our very own Kevin Moyers has to say in this rave review of Vito Trabucco's splat-tastic masterpiece

What other folks are saying about Bloody Bloody Bible Camp.

Cult Movies Magazine says, “...it’s the best slasher flick they’ve seen in years.”

HorrorNews.net calls it “...a twisted and perverted little masterpiece.”

And Blogomatic3000.com proclaims it to be “...a shining beacon of sleaze, perversion, and offensiveness. In other words, it’s fantastic!”

We couldn’t agree more.

But, in the world of horror there is one endorsement that holds more weight than any other.

Satan’s.

Let’s face it. Horror movies are pretty much a celebration of his handy work.

And just like horror fans and critics around the world...

Satan loves Bloody Bloody Bible Camp.

To get the RARE, LIMITED EDITION collector's set of this new cult classic, CLICK HERE.