Yay! Roger Corman! If he can’t do it, nobody can!
So, yeah, at some point B-Movie Enema was going to come back around to a movie with direct production involvement from Roger Corman. And with a title like Attack of the 50 Foot Cheerleader? Oh you bet. I’m on board.
This movie got premiered at none other than Comic Con International in 2012 about a month before showing to the masses on Epix (a lovely little-known cable network). Yet another month later, it played at the 3D Film Festival. Oh yeah… This movie was originally made as a 3D feature. If you want to know something utterly fascinating too, then know this:
Attack of the 50 Foot Cheerleader is the first 3D film ever produced by Roger Corman.
For real. The guy who produced like 40 gabillion movies for the last 70 years never produced a 3D feature before this film. All those drive-in movies he made. All those creature features. Not a single one beyond the second dimension. Continue reading “Attack of the 50 Foot Cheerleader (2012)”
It’s a new B-Movie Enema and, this time, Don’t Answer the Phone!
By 1980, there was a weird feeling in the country. The 70s were pretty tumultuous with the Vietnam War and President Nixon leading to many feeling they can’t trust the federal government. The entire decade felt as though the counter culture was putting their stamp on the new Hollywood, but that was about to come crashing down. Indie exploitation was about to be scrubbed away by the religiously-charged, great white hope of the Reagan era.
One of the things that would play out for the next 20-25 years after the conclusion of the Vietnam War would be the psychological damage of the vets that returned home. Whether it was by way of dramatic films like Coming Home and The Deer Hunter, or action films like the Rambo series, Vietnam vets played a huge part in many films. But there was also a darker side to it as well… Continue reading “Don’t Answer the Phone! (1980)”
I like to think of this subgenre, particularly in the 1980s, an American tradition. Certainly it was nothing new to either the United States or other countries before the decade or even to this very day, but there was something pretty special about the American landscape of both horror and comedy in the 1980s. It was the decade of slashers and Porky’s ripoffs. But, maybe more important, it all falls back onto an idea I’ve discussed numerous times before – you had to stock video store shelves and late night cable TV time slots.
That brings us to director Rick Sloane and this week’s screwball comedy, Vice Academy.
Sloane is probably best known for his sci-fi throwback/boner comedy/creature feature Hobgoblins. I’ve covered that over at Film Seizure on an episode of my weekly Monster Mondays show. That was a movie I’ve seen a few times when it first made its way to cable, and several times when it was literally eviscerated by the crew of the Satellite of Love on Mystery Science Theater 3000. While I love that particular episode of MST3K, I’ve always enjoyed the quaint attempt at a Gremlins clone as well as the general quirkiness of the mixture of a lot of 80s tropes that are at play in the movie. Continue reading “Vice Academy (1989)”
I think it’s safe to say that just about everyone has had a dream of being the hottest new country music sensation, right?
No? It’s just me? Come on, guys, I cannot be the only person who ever thought about running away to Nashville, Tennessee, wearing a short skirt, pretend that I’m only about 18 years old, and use my looks to make it big in the world of country music. Really?
You may say that you’ve never thought about it, but I can smell a lie like a fart in a car, dear Enemaniacs. But, hey… Maybe that bug just hasn’t bitten you yet. I guarantee that after watching this week’s B-Movie Enema feature, Nashville Girl, you will have a new life dream.
Country music is a fascinating beast. It’s a genre of music that I just cannot abide. I’m a rock and roll guy through and through. Yet… I really like southern rock. My favorite singer/songwriter is Tom Petty and, despite being heavily influenced by The Birds, he’s undoubtedly a southern rocker. However, there is an element of country music that I really do have some appreciation for. Continue reading “Nashville Girl (1976)”
Let’s get back into the depths of Full Moon Features!
In the 90s, Full Moon was killing it. They were pumping out movie after movie after movie thanks to the boom of video stores and cable television. You could make a handful of movies very inexpensively and, instead of the promotional costs to get the word out about a featured film in theaters, processing prints, making the deals with theaters to show the movie, etc., all you had to do is mass produce VHS tapes. It would also be easy to sell your movie to HBO and Showtime as well. The profit margin was much higher and you could turn that money right around into more movies for video stores and cable TV.
And, hey, and if you add a little sexy shenanigans with a pretty lead actress – even better! That’s certainly what we have for you this week. Another direct-to-video Full Moon selection with a little bit of sexy and a little bit of demon. It’s 1994’s Dark Angel: The Ascent! Continue reading “Dark Angel: The Ascent (1994)”
I love Jess Franco. I do. He started off in the 60s with films like The Awful Dr. Orloff and The Diabolical Dr. Z, the latter being a film I covered on this blog before. These were black and white flicks that were beautiful and moody and incredibly artistic in style. Once the later part of 60s came along, he transitioned into much more erotic fare. He started doing things like Vampyros Lesbos as well as many full on X-rated type stuff with his muse and second wife Lina Romay.
Guess what… I love that stuff too. He’s just got a great flair to his movies that register as both incredibly artistic and deeply sensual. Of course, the aforementioned The Diabolical Dr. Z is one of the finer films ever covered on this blog as it is incredibly well shot. He also directed my favorite Ilsa film too – Ilsa, The Wicked Warden. Now, yeah, you can say that isn’t fair because it wasn’t meant to be part of the series, but I’m counting it goddammit. He also did one of the worst movies on this blog – Oasis of the Zombies. I won’t get too hung up on that, though.
No, this week’s new B-Movie Enema will intersect his 70s eroticism with his muse Lina Romay. This week, I’m watching Two Female Spies with Flowered Panties. Continue reading “Two Female Spies with Flowered Panties (1978)”
Welcome back to B-Movie Enema, my lovelies. This week, we have a peculiar little exploitation slasher flick from the early days of the gory mass murderer days – Nightmare. There’s a positively interesting story behind this movie. However, this is yet another of those Bizarre TV watches. It is indeed part of the “final six” – the final six films that ran on repeat for several months until the Roku channel disappeared forever.
In the event that you ever watched that channel or curious about these final films, they were (in the order that I reviewed them on this blog up to this point) Werewolf of Washington, Zombie Nightmare, Slaughterhouse Rock, and Doom Asylum. The final film of this grouping, Slumber Party Massacre, will be my special Halloween article, so that’s something to look forward to, I suppose.
I talk about the defunct Bizarre TV because it really is what re-energized me to start this blog up again after I took almost a year and a half off from writing it due to a bad case of fuckititis. If it wasn’t for me watching that non-stop, and for the dearly departed Mistress Rhonda tirelessly providing awesome horror and exploitation, I don’t think I would have been able to jump back into this. So, if you want to blame something for this guy’s thousands and thousands of words of bullshit, I guess you can blame that. Continue reading “Nightmare (1981)”
We’ve come to the end of Russ Meyer Month here at B-Movie Enema.
Over the last several weeks, we’ve gone from Depression-era Missouri farms to a sexually liberated Canadian girl to go-go dancers with an axe to grind to wild Hollywood hippie parties. So naturally there is only one place left to go… Nazisploitation. This week, it’s the 1976 soft-core sex comedy Up!
This is another of the Meyer-Ebert collaborations, much like with last week’s Beyond the Valley of the Dolls. After that film and its success with audiences and some critics, Meyer tried his hand a couple more times with mainstream films, but both flopped. He decided he needed to get back to boobs… er basics. Back to basics. He swore he’d never stray away from his formula again. Continue reading “Up! (1976)”