Welcome to Ilsa, She-Wolf of SSeptember Month here at B-Movie Enema. What the hell does that mean? Well, over at Film Seizure, I’m co-hosting a month of sexy thrillers called Sexy September. What better way to compliment that than to have a scumbag version of the same theme over here?
And, if I’m going to do that, there’s only one way to make it really scumbaggy…Â Nazisploitation.
Nazis are evil sons of bitches. They are basically the lowest form of person to have ever lived. While I’m sure it can be argued exactly how many people in the German population between 1933 to 1945 were true blue believers of the horrific ideals of Adolf Hitler, there’s no better movie villain ever than those damn scuzzy fuckin’ Nazis.  Continue reading “Ilsa, She-Wolf of the SS (1974)”


Oh baby, we’re back to some sweet, sweet blaxploitation!
This week’s B-Movie Enema comes from the dawn of the glorious decade known as the 1980s. It’s the focus of every soft rock radio station’s weekend format. It’s the predominating style of music on all mainstream movies’ soundtrack albums. It’s the decade I visit the most by far.
It’s been a bit since I had a good old fashioned vampire movie covered on this blog. In fact, vampires have been covered more than any other topic here at B-Movie Enema. But you know what I haven’t covered nearly enough of on this site?
As promised last week, our new B-Movie Enema article features three returning figures of recent BME importance – Candice Rialson, Barbara Peeters, and Roger Corman.
And, lo… Did B-Movie Enema finally get to a new pinnacle of achievement. Mark this day – August 3, 2018. It is the day that I finally decided to cover a movie that features talking genitalia. It’s 1977’s Chatterbox.


