Sunday, January 6, 2013

Fertilize the Blaspheming Bombshell (1990, Jeff Hathcock)

 
I don't really know what to say about this one. It's just a fucking boring-as-Hell mess that I guess was going for some kinda Satanic-cult premise. Fuck, "Fertilize the Blaspheming Bombshell" is about as generic as they come...

An engaged young couple, on their way to Vegas, fall into the clutches of a gang of hooded Satanists while getting lost in the desert. The woman's sister finds out where they might've been and drives down to investigate. While on their trail, she meets up with a somewhat helpful pump-jockey/love interest and a barely helpful small town sheriff who she's trying to convince of devil-worshippers inhabiting an uncharted town somewhere in the desert. She has a fairly sexy shower scene and gets into a drawn out car-on-dune buggy chase with some Satanists. Then, the movie eventually ends abruptly...

This is a seriously forgettable movie. There's really not that much else to say. They waste a lot of time with bullshit, then when she's finally face-to-face with the cult leader, she escapes and runs around in her panties for a the rest of the movie as hooded goons chase her. No real "pay off" or anything of interest here. It's just a total poorly-acted, bloodless snooze-fest.

Saturday, January 5, 2013

Live Freaky Die Freaky (2006, John Roecker)

As flat out retarded as this is, I certainly got a mild kick out of it. Thankfully, my sense of humor is not adverse to constant dick jokes, especially when I'm in an alcohol laden state-of-mind.

"Live Freaky Die Freaky" goes over the Manson family murders, as acted out by puppets manipulated by poor stop-motion animation...

It's ungodly ridiculous, but very amusing at times. You get heaps of dialog involving cocks, gay sex, and retards. There's pregnant coke snorting, a severed head blowing his own severed penis, a musical number about strangling trees, etc, etc... I'd recommend poppin' this one in during your next party or beer swillin' event. Watching it alone is kind of a waste of time.

Fatty Drives the Bus (1999, Mick Napier)



 
So I had a few Troma cheapies laying around for a long while and just recently decided to spend a drunken Friday night seeing if I had been neglecting any potential "gems". The first foray of the evening was "Fatty Drives the Bus", which I think I had purchased amongst a rather large order of DVDs for just under a dollar. I regret every measly cent of what I spent on this shit-heap.

Satan isn't making his 'soul quota' for the month because Christ is in town, so he decides to disguise himself as a Chicago tour bus guide and trick a bunch of schmucks into signing over their souls before crashing the bus, killing them all...

I was expecting more of a horror-comedy with this one. I wasn't expecting anything great, but a dumb, Troma-released horror-comedy at the very least. It isn't. There isn't any evidence of the horror genre in this film. Not only that - but the comedy element is absolutely retarded. They were trying to go for that absurd, "no rules" type of humor that they knew Troma fans would eat right up. That type of satirical, dimwitted comedy is okay with me in some cases, but here... it's completely redundant and laid on WAY too thick. It's basically just random, go-nowhere scenes featuring a busload of "wacky" characters such as a couple of country brothers who are intimidated by the "big city", a guy dressed as a woman who thinks he's a "hot broad" (if Troma releases it, there MUST be cross-dressing), a suicidal scientist, a stereotypical married tourist couple and a snooty rich couple. None of them - not ONE - is amusing in the slightest! The only benefit you'd get from watching "Fatty Drives the Bus" is that it acts as more of a genuine tour-film of Chicago than anything else. They film a lot of it on location in front of various Chicago landmarks. Otherwise, it's totally pointless. The ending is a ridiculously intentional cop-out that, again, just goes to show that the idiots behind this were trying to be "outrageous" and "clever" and "anti-film" assholes, but failed miserably. Plus, why the fuck does the title of the movie put ANY emphasis on the bus driver? He's barely in the movie and plays NO significant part in any of it! Satan is the tour-guide, NOT the driver.

I don't care how much of a Troma fan you are, you'll hate this fucking movie. I promise.

Friday, January 4, 2013

The Embryo Hunts in Secret (1966, Kôji Wakamatsu)


It's certainly surprising, even by Japanese standards, that a film of this high sleaze-caliber came out of the mid-60s. I mean, as you could imagine, "The Embryo Hunts in Secret" is a bit 'mild' as far the pinku genre goes, conisdering the way it evolved throughout the 70s and continues on to this day, but it can't be denied that "Embryo" was positively ahead of it's time.

The plot is pretty simple: the manager of a department store is out on a date with a female employee and takes her back to his apartment where he goes into a woman-hating frenzy - tying her up, whipping her relentlessly and rambling on about how she's nothing but a dog and he intends to 'train' her as such.

That's basically the movie. There's a few scattered flashbacks to a married couple - who I assume were the sicko's parents - and we get a little insight into Daddy's frustration over Mommy's want for a child after Dad gets "snipped". She goes behind his back and gets inseminated and he apparently didn't like that so much - hence the beatings. I guess that ties into the main story somehow, since our whip-slinging male lead enjoys dishing out much similar punishments on a particular helpless woman. The film is very well shot with a very artistic flair in the cinematography and creative editing that pops up here n' there. Again, you gotta appreciate "The Embryo Hunts in Secret" as a 'leading-edge' forerunner of "rough", bondage-oriented Jap-sleaze that would become very prevalent in the following decade.

If you're interested in tracing the origins of Japanese 'exploitation', somewhat, than I must recommend checking out "The Embryo Hunts in Secret".

Funeral Home (1980, William Fruet)


 
This is one of the more 'tame' slasher films of the 80s. Nothing really NEW in terms of the ol' formula, though "Funeral Home" just skimps on the bloodshed and 'beeewbs'.

A teenage girl visits her grandma to help her turn her grandparent's old funeral home into a tourist bed and breakfast spot. The girl starts hearing granny mysteriously conversing with an unknown person in the basement and hears a few tidbits of how much of a sadistic prick her (supposedly) dead grandpa used to be. Of course, guests of their home begin disappearing and/or turning up dead and a local cop is trying to crack the case...

"Funeral Home" was one of those slasher films that I just never bothered to see, even in my adolescent years when I couldn't get enough of these types of body count flicks. During that time I may have enjoyed this one a bit more, but at this juncture in my film viewing, I just can't really get into these types of bloodless types of slashers. I will say, however, that this one has an alright mood at times and the pacing is decent. The ending REALLY was a "Psycho" knock-off, in the truest sense. Slasher completists may need to check out "Funeral Home", but don't expect a total GEM...

Serial Rapist (1978, Kôji Wakamatsu)


Without a doubt, "Serial Rapist" is one of the most violent, to-the-point 'violent-pink' works ever made. It's exactly what the title suggests and, fuck, this movie is a bleak and rapey good time!

A chubby kid in overalls, riding a shitty bicycle, pedals around looking for women to rape and murder. Many of whom, he finds making out with boyfriends or just wandering alone. He seems to enjoy shooting them in the vag immediately after railing them... At one point, he even rapes and then kidnaps a female cop and keeps her in the little shack where he lives...

The film pretty much follows that general idea, throughout. It's basic, but it's done effectively. The rape and murder scenes are ugly and brutal and the nameless rapist character is efficaciously disconsolate and helplessly psychotic. The use of airplane noises and saxophone music during the 'harder' scenes add an interesting element to the uncompromisingly nihilistic tone of the film. Highly, highly recommended!