Showing posts with label Classic Horror. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Classic Horror. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Blood Freak

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IMDb
A biker comes upon a girl with a flat tire and offers her a ride home. He winds up at a drug party with the girl's sister, then follows her to a turkey farm owned by her father, a mad scientist. The father turns the biker into a giant turkey monster who goes after drug dealers.
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Rotten Tomatoes
Well, if nothing else, this horror film from Florida is certainly unique if not hilariously campy in its wretchedness. Featuring a strong Christian/anti-drug message and plenty of blood and gore, it is the story of a hog-riding hippy who meets a wicked woman, turns-on to drugs and as he gets further addicted, turns into a giant-bloodsucking turkey with a special taste for junkies. The story is narrated by a smoker with a really bad cough.




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Saturday, October 31, 2015

The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 1974




IMDb
Five friends visiting their grandfather's house in the country are hunted and terrorized by a chain-saw wielding killer and his family of grave-robbing cannibals.


RogerEbert
Now here’s a grisly little item. “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” is as violent and gruesome and blood-soaked as the title promises -- a real Grand Guignol of a movie. It’s also without any apparent purpose, unless the creation of disgust and fright is a purpose. And yet in its own way, the movie is some kind of weird, off-the-wall achievement. I can’t imagine why anyone would want to make a movie like this, and yet it’s well-made, well-acted, and all too effective.
The movie’s based on factual material, according to the narration that opens it. For all I know, that’s true, although I can’t recall having heard of these particular crimes, and the distributor provides no documentation. Not that it matters. A true crime movie like Richard Brooks’ “In Cold Blood,” which studies the personalities and compulsions of two killers, dealt directly with documented material and was all the more effective for that. But “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” could have been made up from whole cloth without any apparent difference. No motivation, no background, no speculation on causes is evident anywhere in the film. It’s simply an exercise in terror.
It takes place in an isolated area of Texas, which five young people (one of them in a wheelchair) are driving through in their camper van. They pick up a weirdo hitchhiker who carries his charms and magic potions around his neck and who giggles insanely while he cuts himself on the hand and then slices at the paraplegic. They get rid of him, so they think.
But then they take a side trip to a haunted-looking old house, which some of them had been raised in. The two girls laugh as they clamber through the litter on the floor, but one of the guys notices some strange totems and charms which should give him warning. They don’t. He and his girlfriend set off for the old swimming hole, find it dried up, and then see a farmhouse nearby. The guy goes to ask about borrowing some gasoline and disappears inside.
His girl gets tired of waiting for him, knocks on the door, and disappears inside, too. A lot of people are going to be disappearing into this house, and its insides are a masterpiece of set decoration and the creation of mood. We see the innocent victims being clubbed on the hand, hung from meat hooks, and gone after with the chain saw.
We see rooms full of strange altars made from human bones, and rooms filled with chicken feathers and charms and weird relics. And gradually we realize that the house is inhabited by a demented family of retarded murderers and grave robbers. When they get fresh victims, they carve them up with great delight. What they do with the bodies is a little obscure, but, uh, they run a barbecue stand down by the road.
One way or another, all the kids get killed by the maniac waving the chain saw -- except one girl, who undergoes a night of panic and torture, who escapes not once but twice, who leaps through no fewer than two windows, and who screams endlessly. All of this material, as you can imagine, is scary and unpalatable. But the movie is good technically and with its special effects, and we have to give it grudging admiration on that level, despite all the waving of the chain saw.
There is, for example, an effective montage of quick cuts of the last girl’s screaming face and popping eyeballs. There are bizarrely effective performances by the demented family (one of them, of course, turns out to be the hitchhiker, and Grandfather looks like Dustin Hoffman in “Little Big Man”). What we’re left with, though, is an effective production in the service of an unnecessary movie.
Horror and exploitation films almost always turn a profit if they’re brought in at the right price. So they provide a good starting place for ambitious would-be filmmakers who can’t get more conventional projects off the ground. “The Texas Chainsaw Massacre” belongs in a select company (with “Night of the Living Dead” and “Last House on the Left”) of films that are really a lot better than the genre requires. Not, however, that you’d necessarily enjoy seeing it.

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Sunday, August 2, 2015

Color me Blood Red




IMDb
A crackpot artist kills various people to use their blood as his new crimson red color for his paintings.



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MOVIE INFO

A demented painter (Don Joseph) discovers that real blood is the most effective shade of red for his creations. The film is also known as Model Massacre.

SYNOPSIS:
Adam Sorg is a mildly successful artist; I mean he has a nice house on the beach and a pretty gal. Adam is upset though because a local art critic has informed him that his work lacks true color. Adam’s found that color however, and wait till you see what he paints with now..
REVIEW:
Directed by: Herschell Gordon Lewis
Starring: Gordon Oas-Heim (as Don Joseph), Candi Conder, Elyn Warner, James Jackel and Scott H. Hall
“Listen, pal, you’d be rude, too, if you saw your girl tied up, and a man with an axe in one hand and a bloody mess in the other, and a corpse outside there on the beach.”
In the 1960’s Herschell Gordon Lewis took horror fans to places they had never been before. His movies, though they were extremely low in budget, showed teenagers of the day sights they only saw in their imaginations. No longer were there shots of knives being swung; now we were able to see the knives tear into the soft pink skin and spill gallons of blood right before the viewer’s eyes. To top it all off the films were in color!!
Who cared if the cast was horrible, these were the first gore films. Lewis’s films are recognized by genre fans the world over, some have already found their way to straight to video remakes (2001 Maniacs! and The Wizard of Gore respectfully) a feat I’m sure Mr. Lewis is quite proud of. For Christ sakes he was even name checked in Juno! Color Me Blood Red is actually part of what many refer to as the blood trilogy (Blood Feast and 2000 Maniacs! complete the series obviously).
The story behind Color Me Blood Red is about an artist named Adam Sorg. Adam is mildly successful or at least that is what we are lead to believe, the paintings you see throughout the movie are really not that great and most are extremely different styles from each other; this gives you an idea of the budget we are working with. Like most of H.G. Lewis’s characters Adam is very over the top. He is prone to violent fits and the destruction of his own artwork.
After a snobby art critic informs Adam during an art show that his work with color is so much better Adam determines to fix his problem and become the successful artist he knows he can be. His home life however complicates this, you see although Adam has a smoking hot babe as his girlfriend the two of them obviously can’t stand each other She even tells him that the first thing she would want if they were married would be to have a divorce. Ah the love life of an artist in the 60’s.
After the art show Adam sets himself up to create a wonderful new art piece. He gets frustrated in the middle of it and smashes yet another canvas and just leaves it on the floor, no wonder his girlfriend hates him. Speaking of the girlfriend she gets up in the middle of the night and sees the mess, she reaches down to pick the broken canvas up off the floor and cuts her finger on a loose nail sticking out of the wood. She attempts to clean the blood off her hand by wiping it on the canvas and then returns to bed.
The next morning Adam wakes up and sees this wonderful new color on his canvas. His girlfriend informs him that she cut herself and that she is sorry that she bled on the canvas. Adam isn’t mad however he pulls her hand closer to him and reopens the wound. He begins to rub her bleeding finger on the canvas as if it were paint on the brush, of course the girlfriend freaks out (who wouldn’t) and informs him that if he wants to paint with blood he should use his own.
Adam then begins to cut himself, he uses the blood on the canvas and still isn’t quite satisfied. He goes to add some actual paint to the image but he finds that the loss of blood makes his hand too unsteady, he can’t paint like this, but he needs more of that wonderful color. His girlfriend comes in at the right time, but the wrong place for her. Her constant nagging has finally reached Adam’s breaking point and he stabs her in the side of her head. She dies and instead of putting the fresh blood on a pallet to paint with Adam merely drags her lifeless body over to the canvas and begins to paint using her bloody face, in a quite amusing scene I might add.
Of course the next trip to the art gallery is different; everyone loves Adam’s new painting. People don’t care about the price they only want to own it, but Adam’s short fuse gets in the way and he snaps and replies that it isn’t for sale. You see Adam knows why the people love the painting; they love his wonderful use of that red color. There is only one problem you see, where is Adam going to get more blood so he can create more masterpieces?
Color Me Blood Red is typical 1960’s drive in horror. The cast is full of camp, the teenagers that are set up as would be victims are probably some of the strangest characters you will ever witness in the movie, seriously what is up with that one couple? The acting of course is horrible, almost on par with the acting found in most p*rno. Some of the FX are also laughable by today’s standards, but to fully respect a movie like this you have to go back to the 60’s this was new and fresh. Without directors like Herschell Gordon Lewis there certainly wouldn’t be an Eli Roth (sorry new school fans) or a Sam Raimi. Color Me Blood Red is a fun trip to the past though and it comes highly recommended with a six pack of the beer of your choice.

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Friday, June 12, 2015

Corridor of Mirrors

Christopher Lee he Died today 93 he did Many great films This was his First in 1948


IMDb
A man falls in love with a beautiful young woman and begins to suspect that he may have also loved her in a previous life.





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Monday, February 2, 2015

Carnival of Souls



IMDb


After a traumatic accident, a woman becomes drawn to a mysterious abandoned carnival.

MOVIE INFO

Mary Henry is enjoying the day by riding around in a car with two friends. When challenged to a drag, the women accept, but are forced off a bridge. It appears that all are drowned, until Mary, quite some time later, amazingly emerges from the river. After recovering, Mary accepts a job in a new town as a church organist, only to be dogged by a mysterious phantom figure that seems to reside in an old run-down pavilion. It is here that Mary must confront the personal demons of her spiritual insouciance.

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Messiah of Evil





IMDb


A young woman goes searching for her missing artist father. Her journey takes her to a strange Californian seaside town governed by a mysterious undead cult.

Made in 1973, Messiah of Evil (also known as Dead People) seemingly takes inspiration from films that range from the strange and weird (such as Carnival of Souls and Repulsion) to more visceral fare (Night of the Living Dead, for example). The story deals with the susceptibility of humans to the essence of evil—given a proper leader (a “messiah”), it is possible to rally gullible humans to assemble and do anything, including cannibalism. The film also explores the nature of death and what it means to be dead, particularly from a psychological standpoint.

Written and directed by husband-and-wife team Willard Huyck and Gloria Katz (Howard the Duck; screenplay forAmerican Graffiti), Messiah of Evil uses a “living nightmare” structure that will initially take viewers off balance, as the story starts and stops twice before settling in to its proper narrative. The first sequence involves a man running down the road. He enters a yard, where a young woman is waiting. The man seemingly dies before the film goes black, switching to a second sequence where a distorted and contrasted-to-white figure stumbles down a hallway. A narrative indicates that the walker is possibly insane. The screen goes black again, this time centering on a young woman by the name of Arletty (Marianna Hill of High Plains Drifter). It is here that the story proper begins.
Facets of the living nightmare continue throughout the film, although these elements do not disrupt the narrative. Arletty’s goal is to find her father, a reclusive artist who has been working in the small beach town of Point Dune. It is here that she falls in with Thom (Michael Greer), a bohemian who travels with two girls, Toni (Joy Bang of Night of the Cobra Women) and Laura (Anitra Ford of Invasion of the Bee Girls). It seems that Thom collects legends and folklore, and a drunk by the name of Charlie (Elisha Cook, Jr., in a standout performance) has one whopper of a tale.
According to local folklore, a dark stranger emerged from the ocean 100 years ago, his charisma so great that he took command of the town of Point Dune (then known by another name). His power was such that the moon turned red and people turned to consuming raw meat and subsequently those who refused to “believe.”
Unknown to Arletty, Thom, Toni, and Laura, the people of Point Dune have once again succumbed to the influence of the dark stranger, who it is said will once again emerge from the ocean and spread his word beyond the borders of Point Dune. While Arletty struggles for her sanity (and indeed her very soul), Toni and Laura suffer horrible deaths at the hands of the townspeople, who are sometimes led by a hideous albino trucker (Bennie Robinson).
Although by day the townspeople are seemingly “normal,” at night they become “zombies,” creatures that hunt down those who have not been brought into the “order.” These zombies then feast upon the flesh and organs of such disbelievers. The Order also builds great bonfires on the beach to help guide the dark stranger.
Arletty and Thom eventually figure out the legend of Point Beach. A red herring has Arletty’s father returning, hintingthat perhaps he is a reincarnation of the dark stranger. Arletty sets him on fire (the only way to kill him), but this does not stop the Order, which attacks the couple in her father’s house on the following night.
Arletty and Thom manage to escape the attacking members of the Order, but soon they find themselves trapped on the beach. They take to the ocean, where they intend to secure a boat in the distance. However, Thom seemingly drowns (the film makes this obscure), and members of the Order rescue Arletty, who is to be sacrificed to the dark stranger.
The film then makes another abrupt shift, where we find Arletty in an insane asylum. Like her father, she is painting and thinking about the day when she and the members of the Order (the other members of the asylum, it is hinted) will spread the word of the dark stranger to the world. She knows she is dead and soulless, but she clings to fear, knowing that one day she will become the bride of the dark stranger (death?).
Although the film keeps special effects to a minimum and its abrupt cuts will confuse first-time viewers, Messiah of Evil remains a haunting experience, impressive in its ability to conjure living nightmares even during the day. Characterization is sparse and the acting can be a little spotty, but overall the sense of dementia produced by simple sets and controlled performances make this film a real gem.
Those into more visceral horror may be disappointed, as there is little blood here. However, the murder scenes carried out by the Order are filled with tension and are executed with an almost eager aplomb, one sure to make fans of terror stand up and cheer.
Then there are the film’s philosophical delving into topics about death, the soul, and the need to belong. There’s an odd poetic approach to some of these elements, and although some of the sequences may bore viewers, those who are interested will find the exploration borders madness.
What does it mean to die yet remain living? Messiah of Evil tackles this question head on, and the results are not pretty.

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Saturday, December 13, 2014

Warlock Moon






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College student Jenny (Laurie Walters) lets herself be talked into a nice little picnic out in the country surrounding her native San Francisco by a guy she has just met on campus. It seems that a combination of bad jokes, a Groucho Marx nose and beard and a painful Inspector Clouseau imitation are the direct way into this girl’s heart. I think I’m gonna put that into my book of sure ways to charm the ladies.
When he’s not joking, John (Joe Spano) introduces himself as a junior reporter for a local newspaper.
After their picnic, Jenny and John end up at an old, abandoned looking health resort (where the audience has already witnessed a woman being axed by a very backwoodsy looking gentleman in the teaser sequence). Some walking through perfectly moody abandoned buildings ensues, until the young people meet an old woman (Edny MacAfee) who lives in the place. At first, this Mrs Abercrombi is a little grumpy, but it doesn’t take long until she falls into the typical nice old lady routine, tea and everything you’d expect included. Jenny very suddenly begins to feel woozy, and so decides to stay behind while Mrs Abercrombi gives John an official tour of the place. The young woman uses this opportunity to get a little nosy, and at once finds a nice set of drugs and syringes in a drawer. Jenny doesn’t seem to think much about it, though, and so just decides to take another little stroll through the spa herself. The young woman sees and hears quite peculiar and disturbing things on her way around, but – surprisingly – nothing truly terrible happens to her. She’s just left with a less than pleasant impression of the ruined spa, and probably promises herself never to return there.
Her aversion to the place notwithstanding, John manages to talk Jenny into visiting it a second time a few weeks later. This decision turns out to be a mistake that will put Jenny into an ideal position to learn things about the local black magic cannibal cult and the unpleasant history of the spa she never dared to ask.
    
Warlock Moon is another one of these strange and beautiful independent, regional US horror productions of the 70s and 80s I love so much. As is so often the case with films like this, Warlock Moon‘s director, writer, editor and producer Bill Herbert only made this single film and then never was heard from again (yeah, I know, the commentary track on the DVD would probably enlighten me regarding Herbert’s further career, but where’s the mystery in that?). But really, what need for making more movies could there have been after Herbert had made a perfect specimen like this one?
Herbert’s movie isn’t one of those local productions that look like they were made by blind and deaf men barely knowing in which direction to point their cameras, not to speak of things like properly lighting a scene. Although Herbert’s direction shows a certain lack of experience and the rawness that comes from making a film on the very cheap, a lot of the film works quite beautifully. The director has an especially good eye for the long scenes of Jenny walking through the impressive abandoned buildings most of the film takes place in, using what is one of the perfect locations for a film like this with relish. The ruin’s of the health resort are possibly the film’s main attraction, and certainly its star, imbuing Warlock Moon with the striking instant eerieness of actual places that can be found so often in the independent US horror films of its era.
Warlock Moon is also a true film of its era. Seen from a distance, its plot doesn’t make much sense, and the plan of its occult cannibal conspiracy does even less so. However, the plot is of course just an excuse to show scenes of Spano, MacAfee and her assistants being creepy and of Jenny losing herself (quite like this viewer) in the atmosphere of the abandoned houses. In its 70s stubbornness (or perhaps just the confusion that seems to have infected much of the pop culture of its time), Warlock Moon does not seem to believe in clear explanations for anything that happens in it. The audience is allowed to learn that evil is afoot here, and understand that Jenny’s role is going to be very unpleasant, but the film prefers to leave many of the questions a viewer will ask unanswered. We never learn what makes Jenny a special case affording special rituals, for example. Why is she a stand-in for the bride whose killing seems to have been the original sin of the cannibal cult? The connection between the spa’s sordid history and the things happening there now is also kept ambiguous (is it the same cult as decades ago, or a new one making use of a place already filled with occult meaning?), as are Jenny’s meetings with what might be a ghost or just a hallucination caused by drugged tea and frightful stories. While I’m talking about the ghost – why does the ghost at first seem to want to help Jenny, yet later drives her into the direction of her doom? Like Jenny, we are only allowed hints, portents, and suggestions. The truth stays occluded even for the people bound to die for it.
    
Of course, the film’s wallowing in mood, sense of place and ambiguity has drawbacks other than the unclearness (and problematic believability, but what horror film is believable on its surface?) of its plot. For much of the film, there might be just too little happening on screen for many people’s tastes, and what is happening is surely not happening fast. There are also scenes of John acting incredibly peculiar, in fact quite exactly like the sort of guy any woman with a brain would avoid instead of date, yet in their skewed way, even these moments just add to Warlock Moon‘s attraction (again mirroring Jenny’s experience, which might of course be pure chance).
As I said, much of the film is given to scenes of Jenny walking through empty, half-ruined buildings with a puzzled look on her face, and while I can’t help but love the movie for these scenes, I can imagine others feeling kind of bored by them. It’s a little sad that I can imagine such empty lives, but I can.
If there is a sub-genre of the horror movie about people walking through deserted and desolate places (and I’d argue there is), Warlock Moon is one of its prime examples.
If you follow Cabin In The Woods chatter online (don’t worry if you don’t – I’m not going to spoil anything), you’ve probably come across the phrase “Vampires circle the moon”, which refers to a now legendary Rex Reed review of the film where he simply made everything up. After my 2nd viewing of the film, I noticed that his nonsense was even funnier because, as I said, “it’s the only horror movie in history that doesn’t even SHOW the damn moon”, which I was sure was not accurate but sounded funny. So it’s great that a few days later I see Warlock Moon, which also goes through its runtime without ever one showing the moon, despite the fact that it’s in the title.
It also lacks a Warlock, though there is a blood sacrifice/ritual that I guess could be considered witchcraft, and there’s a guy involved, so maybe he’s a warlock and just doesn’t talk about it much. The ritual is mainly conducted by a woman, but Witch Moon would just be silly, I guess. Also the ritual has to occur at midnight, when the moon would be out, so it’s just a really abstract, “gotta think about” title. Like Syriana.
Anyway, it’s a fun little B movie; the sort of thing I’d be delighted to find on a budget pack but probably wouldn’t want to buy on a dedicated release for more than a couple bucks. It’s slowly paced and riddled with plot holes, but it’s got a breezy charm that so many movies lack, and it more than makes up for its problems. You also can’t dismiss a movie that combines ghosts, witchcraft, AND cannibalism, plus a random ax wielding mute (who looks like Rob Zombie!) for good measure. Even better, it actually gels together, more or less – it doesn’t seem like writer/director Bill Herbert is just making things up as he goes along, or pulling a Pieces and inserting elements into his movie at random because a producer wants it in there.
It also has great chemistry between the two leads, Joe Spano and Laurie Walters. After engaging in the creepiest and over-elaborate “meet-cute” I can recall ever seeing in a movie, they take off on a little road trip and end up at our main location – an isolated, run down spa (!) somewhere in California. Oddly, after spending some time there and getting spooked, they leave, and end up going BACK a few days later in order for Spano to write a story about the place for his newspaper. Now (spoilers), I actually noticed this was kind of goofy, but it wasn’t until a bit later that I realized Spano was actually one of the villains and it was all a setup. It’s the sort of thing I should have seen coming right from the start, but their flirty, charming chemistry actually distracted me enough to not think about it too much. Well played, Herbert.
Or should I say, HOBLIT? According to the commentary by Joe Bob Briggs, it is impossible to find any real information on Herbert (who used a different name for the screenplay), but Spano once mentioned making a low budget horror film with Gregory Hoblit, and has appeared in many of his more respectable films like Hart’s War. Seems to me someone would have figured it out for sure by now, but I like to think it’s true. It would make up for Untraceable.
Briggs’ commentary is a hoot, by the way. He’s a fan of the film, but has no problem pointing out its many puzzling elements (such as why the ax wielding guy is trying so hard to kill her when they need her to willingly enter a magic circle before they can do their ritual) and mocking Herbert’s/Hoblit’s less than ace directing skills. There’s a bit where Walters is supposedly falling victim to drugged tea, but the camera stays behind her most of the time, so we can’t see her being affected by ANYTHING. I was also tickled by the fact that she seemingly has to poison herself, as the lady serving the tea insists she put sugar into it (or maybe it would mask the taste of the poison – but either way, why didn’t she just do that herself?). He also provides some bibliographical info on the actors, and points out some fun trivia (like that they shot part of Tron in the same area), so it’s definitely worth a listen whether you liked the movie or not. The trailer and an alternate (and mute) opening sequence is also included, but curiously not the 6-10 minutes of footage that is missing from the film itself. For reasons unknown, even though this is a “special edition”, the film has a few scenes shortened or removed, including one with two cops that sounds kind of important.
Speaking of the cops, they appear in the film’s closing scene, which actually occurs under the end titles. It’s quite odd, I’ve certainly seen post-credits scenes (Nick Fury joke), but this is like the credits just didn’t want to wait around anymore and thus start playing while the main narrative is still finishing up. Then they finish and the movie keeps going as if nothing happened, leading to the best closing shot ever (one of the movie’s many awesome freeze-frames). Just part of the movie’s odd charm though. Recommended!

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Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Blood Freak

For ThanksGiving



IMDb
  • A biker comes upon a girl with a flat tire and offers her a ride home. He winds up at a drug party with the girl's sister, then follows her to a turkey farm owned by her father, a mad scientist. The father turns the biker into a giant turkey monster who goes after drug dealers.
    Written by frankfob2@yahoo.com

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Well, if nothing else, this horror film from Florida is certainly unique if not hilariously campy in its wretchedness. Featuring a strong Christian/anti-drug message and plenty of blood and gore, it is the story of a hog-riding hippy who meets a wicked woman, turns-on to drugs and as he gets further addicted, turns into a giant-bloodsucking turkey with a special taste for junkies. The story is narrated by a smoker with a really bad cough.

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