Hello hello my B-Movie Enema fans… My Enemaniacs, if you will. Welcome back to our theme month Full Moon Fever III: For the Love of Jacqueline Lovell! Last week, we went right to the source at Full Moon, Charles Band, to watch his incredibly fun monster romp, Head of the Family. This week, we’re gonna be going a little sexier.
This week, we’re going to watch Lolida 2000!
…Or LOLITA 2000. Yeah, IMDb lists this movie as Lolita 2000. It’s also shown as that on Full Moon DVD menus if you go looking for their movie previews. It’s kind of funny, honestly. It kind of shows you how fast and loose things might be over at Full Moon. I’d be curious to find out if Jacqueline Lovell knows there are two versions of this title that even Full Moon can’t agree on. What about director Sybil Richards?
Oh yeah… This also signals the return of Sybil Richards. A few years ago when we did the Torchlight Diaries, we saw two films of hers in that one month, Virgin Hunters 2 and Femalien, which also featured our lovely leading lady of this month, Jacqueline Lovell. I would suspect that Cybil Richards (or Sybil Richards as she’s sometimes credited) is a pseudonym. I wouldn’t even be surprised if it is Charles Band himself, or possibly even David DeCoteau. Either which way, guy or gal or nonbinary pal… Whichever or whoever Cybil Richards really is, they are welcome here!
Continue reading “Lolida 2000 (1998)” →
Here we are in the third week of Tinto Brass Extravaganza at B-Movie Enema, and, so far, we’ve had a sex comedy with very confusing messaging and a very serious erotic Nazi drama. This week, we do something different again – we have ourselves an anthology. Private, as it is titled here, is made up of six independent vignettes.
The vignettes largely deal with couples and their various sexual turn-ons and either retelling stories that feature them or a pursuit of doing these things. Mostly, we’re looking into the lives of normal people who have kinks. The title in Italian is Fallo! which is translated to English as Do It! However, Fallo is also the Italian word for Phallus. So it’s a little bit of a play on words again as with the Italian title for Cheeky! a couple weeks ago.
Just guessing, but I assume all the potential titles that you can use for this film all tips the film’s hand at showing these private moments of couples, their perversions, and the tendency of these people to want to, or be encouraged to continue to, keep doing what they are doing. I will give Brass one thing – he has lovely free association with his titles and plots. Also, the Italian Fallo! cover of this movie looks like a dick with a giant set of balls. Also, the Private DVD cover looks like an American back room porno tape.
Continue reading “Private (2003)” →
It’s been a bit since I did an anthology movie. In fact, I’ve only ever done one in the past. So let’s make up for that with a giant, nearly two full hours of kooky b-movie stories rolled into the horror comedy Chillerama from 2011!
The four segments contained within Chillerama are framed by a connecting story at a drive-in theater that is playing monster movies. Then, each of those four segments is a parody and homage to a particular genre and style. Additionally, each segment is directed by a different person – Adam Rifkin who directed mostly a split between family fare and boner comedies/thrillers, Tim Sullivan who was mostly known for producing movies like Detroit Rock City before making 2001 Maniacs with Robert Englund, Adam Green who made his mark with the Hatchet series of horror films, and Joe Lynch who is most recently known for directing Mayhem starring Steven Yeun and Samara Weaving.
Chillerama was the brainchild of Rifkin and Sullivan who met on Detroit Rock City and spitballed an idea for an anthology called Famous Monsters of Filmland – a title based on the Forrest J. Ackerman magazine that they grew up reading. Continue reading “Chillerama (2011)” →
Damn you, Vinegar Syndrome…
You release so many movies that I need to not only see, but also write about in near manic volume. This time around, not only do you have me at a movie that I remember seeing constantly at video stores in the 80s and 90s, but you also have me going all in on an anthology flick. This is new levels of villainy, VS.
But not only that, this week’s feature, Night Train to Terror, is infamously known as being among some of the hammiest and worst cinema could possibly offer. What’s curious is that this movie isn’t without some interesting people. There’s B-Movie awesome guy, Cameron Mitchell. That seems pretty solid. I’ve seen lots of his work. There’s also John Phillip Law. He was in Barbarella. Together, Law and Mitchell were in Space Mutiny! How could this possibly be bad? Continue reading “Night Train to Terror (1985)” →