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Favorite films

  • Scum of the Earth
  • Who Saw Her Die?
  • Fantômas: The Dead Man Who Killed
  • Sunset Cove

Recent activity

  • Two-Lane Blacktop


  • Fangs


  • Maniac


  • The Bloodstained Shadow


Pinned reviews

  • Nocturnal Butcher

    Nocturnal Butcher

    A couple of flannel-clad Pennsylvanian buddies decide to throw a Christmas party for themselves on a snowy winter's night with pizza, beer, and even CDs. However, this party of two soon becomes a party of three when a masked killer—a nocturnal butcher, if you will—strangles, scalps, and dismembers the unfortunate revelers.

    Nocturnal Butcher is what I consider the last true shot-on-video movie before SOV saw a revival in popularity. It was made by the only two people who appear in…

Recent reviews

  • Maniac



    "Once a ham, always a ham!"

    Produced long before Roger Corman would hit the industry, Maniac is a shamelessly campy exploitation cash-in of Frankenstein, but maybe leaning more towards "Herbert West: Re-Animator," "Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde," and "The Black Cat," to name only a few (so many nods to other works of horror are squeezed into its meager 50 minutes). Mad science, gratuitous nudity, cat fights (both kinds), dopey humor, and wildly over-the-top performances make this a crazy cult classic for the ages. 🐈

  • Hollow Gate

    Hollow Gate


    Wow, this one really drops the ball once our partying teens are locked in the maniac's secluded mansion estate, falling victim to his murderous cat-and-mouse games. Everything leading up to this main part of the film was promising (especially the festive Halloween vibes), but when we get to what Hollow Gate is actually about it really drags. There are some memorable scenes that make things maybe not quite so terrible, like when a pair of golden retrievers chase a guy…

Popular reviews

  • The Toxic Avenger

    The Toxic Avenger


    The only avenger that matters.

  • Blood Shack

    Blood Shack


    Carolyn Brandt worship. Artful wide shots of temperamental desert rats. Family fun at the rodeo. A spectre that haunts a dilapidated shanty on a barren ranch, sword in hand.

    Blood Shack feels like a very personal film. Ray Dennis Steckler photographs his ex-wife playing herself amidst a lifeless, dusty landscape in a way that is both admiring and wistful. The walls of the house are covered in posters of the pair's older movies like The Thrill Killers and Incredibly Strange…