There’s a certain charm in a movie that asks you to take a giant man-eating spider in a Donna Mills wig very, very seriously. Curse of the Black Widow is that kind of charm. It’s the kind of late-’70s television event where the network kept assuring itself in smoky boardrooms that if you pack enough … Read More “Curse of the Black Widow (1977)” »
Some films arrive in theaters like a loud drunk at a wedding reception: they mean well, but they keep knocking over the cake. My Boyfriend’s Back (1993) is one such inebriated party crasher—a zombie rom-com that wants to be equal parts sweet, scary, and satirical, but ends up shuffling aimlessly between genres like an extra … Read More ““My Boyfriend’s Back” – A Love Letter to Traci Lind, With Zombies as the Chaperone” »
The Opening Bell Richard Thomas Bryant wasn’t a man who stumbled into wrestling—he was the kind of guy born for the road, the ring, and the roar. Born on March 21, 1935, he came up in the swamp heat, where the air hangs heavy and the mosquitos are meaner than some men you meet in … Read More “Chief Little Eagle: The Warrior Who Fought in Smoke-Filled Arenas and Died in the Dark” »
She wasn’t just an actress, she was a goddamn neon sign in human form – a six-foot dream with legs that could walk through celluloid and leave heel marks on your brain. Sybil Danning. Blond like the sun that burns you, built like she could wrestle the moon into submission, and dangerous in the way … Read More “Leather, Fangs and Fury: Sybil Danning – B-Movie Queen of the ’80s” »
There are a hundred reasons to watch Your Vice Is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key, but let’s be honest — for me, it’s just one reason: Edwige Fenech. You could strip this thing of the cat, the Poe references, the overripe dialogue, and all the wine-soaked cruelty, and if she was … Read More “Your Vice Is a Locked Room and Only I Have the Key (1972) – Blood, Cats, and Edwige — That’s Enough for Me” »
Giuliano Carnimeo’s The Case of the Bloody Iris is the kind of giallo film that neither soars to dizzying artistic heights nor sinks into complete schlock—it simply hums along at a steady, if slightly wobbly, pace. It’s a colorful, pulpy murder mystery that offers exactly what genre fans expect: a string of creative kills, a … Read More “The Case of the Bloody Iris (1972) – Blood in the Elevator, Cheap Wine in the Fridge” »
Edwige Fenech. French-Italian. Actress, producer, heartbreaker. She slid through the 1970s like a cat in a silk dress, the kind you couldn’t quite catch and didn’t trust if you did. She made her name in the giallo thrillers—those neon nightmares where the blood was brighter than the lipstick—and in the commedia sexy all’italiana, those dirty … Read More “Edwige Fenech: From Beauty Queen to Cult Cinema Icon” »
There are some wrestlers whose legacies are built on championships, pay-per-view moments, and mainstream appeal. Chris Chetti’s story in the world of professional wrestling wasn’t about glitz and glamour. It was about grit. It was about the kind of raw determination that makes a wrestler’s story feel like the underdog finally making it, even when … Read More “Chris Chetti: A Raw, Relentless Force in the ECW Trenches” »
There are some movies that come from the dark corners of cinema, where logic is abandoned, and only the bizarre remains. Alucarda, directed by Juan López Moctezuma, is one such film. Released in 1977, this Mexican horror flick is infamous for its absurdity, which borders on the laughable. Despite the film’s best efforts to be … Read More “Alucarda (1977): A Gory, Nonsensical, Satanic Clusterfk**” »
Let’s just get this out of the way: The Crater Lake Monster is not just a bad film, it’s a certified disaster in a waterlogged, prehistoric package. If you were hoping for a Jaws style thriller with a twist of Jurassic Park, then buckle up, because what you’ll actually get is a slow-motion wreck that … Read More “The Crater Lake Monster (1977): A Jurassic Fail” »
