Archive for November, 2008

Finally Available! Sho Kosugi’s Epic Ninja-tronic overload: ‘PRAY FOR DEATH’

Saturday, November 29th, 2008

I Finally managed to track down a quality copy of my personal favorite, Sho Kosugi revenge-athon: ‘PRAY FOR DEATH’ So feed your need for some bruising Kosugi action at the only Drive In site that’s worth a shite: GIALLO GOBLIN!!!!

THE GOBLIN SPEAKS:

From the unlikeliest of kung fu scriveners’, James Booth, springs forth the second best outing from Cult Japanese pugilist, Sho Kosugi. The Kosugi clan moves to the US in order to construct a shiny, prosperous new life, only to find themselves inadvertently embroiled in nefarious gangster double-dealings; due to some illicit booty that was stashed under the floorboards in their recently purchased business premises. Leaving aside the clearly pedestrian plot, what remains is a mean-spirited, (bruised) balls to the wall revenge actioner; with the impoverished narrative fortified to the point of incredulity by a series of gonzoid Ninjitsu sequences, orchestrated with brutal efficiency by nimble vengeance enthusiast, Kosugi. No doubt there remain some who poo-poo the entertainment value of a mid-eighties, Kosugi opus; but one must never be swayed by the ill-considered protestations of the sober minority. In the halcyon days of Betamax & Video 2000, Sho Kosugi reigned supreme; and it would seem that in this increasingly banal era when any Hollywood popinjay can wear the spurious crown of action hero, one could do a whole lot worse than hunker down, adjust one’s beer goggles and marvel at such simple, roughhouse fare; where the fleet-fisted Kosugi makes bloody chow mein out of a legion of bovine, uncoordinated villainy.

Just arrived!!!!!!! ‘CHATTERBOX’ THE MINGE THAT SINGS!!!!!!

Thursday, November 27th, 2008

Available today, Tom De Simone’s delightfully ridiculous, operatic snatch opus, ‘CHATTERBOX’.

THE GOBLIN SAYS:

Considering that ‘Chatterbox’ has such a lurid central premise it came as a grand surprise to find that this amusing film deals with its gynecological conceit so chastely and with such effective humour. I can imagine that John Water’s would find much to amuse amongst all the cod(piece) Busby Berkely song N’ dance shibazz, but the grease palmed contingent are unlikely to find much stimuli amongst all the, quite frankly, Carry On, carrying’s on. Once our perky protagonist discovers that her previously dormant vagina now strives for decidedly vocal autonomy the film becomes an amusing parody of that most Hollywood cliché; the tabloid expose of a wide-eyed ingénue’s initial exposure to the ingratiating hoopla that comes with swiftly found celebrity. Much of the comedy of ‘Chatterbox’ is bawdy with an over reliance of genital metaphor; but it has to be said that everyone’s favorite 70’s nymphet, Candice Rialson has never been quite so adorable as the flaxen-haired vixen with the permanently sarcastic diva twat. These Rabelaisian goings on remind me of vintage, Russ Meyer; due to the earthy badinage and overtly rigorous and broad comedic performances, especially from the none-more-gay, Rip Taylor. For me ‘Chatterbox’is a genuine find, as for once the individual behind the lens hasn’t merely exaggerated the lowest common denominator to appease the furtive, nimble-wristed patrons of some Times Square scuzz palace; and much like the previously mentioned, Meyer, Tom De Simone opts for a more skillful, idiosyncratic take on all this low brow ribaldry.  It is nice to have one’s cynical preconceptions so wondrously confounded; and De Simone is to be congratulated for constructing such a frothy, amiable entertainment. ‘Chatterbox’ is entirely deserving of resurrection and one can only hope that a pristine print appears at some juncture; since, Candice Rialson’s delightful, chattering box deserves a far grander diorama from which we can admire her singular endowments. Special mention must be made of Neil Sedaka’s zippy, and damnably funky soundtrack; definitely one for a re-release!       

 

 

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my ill fitting dress appeals, ya?

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Welcome to Lurid Screams of Death!

Saturday, November 22nd, 2008

Greetings and ingrathiations! It appears that finally both the site and blog are nearing completion and ready for (almost) human consumption. The Kraken’s share of titles have already been added, but many more remain; due to a fiendish repetative strain injury (one can only tap-tap-tappity for so many milleniea!)  these delicious monstrocities should more than suffice for the time being. In the coming months many other singular titles of disrepute will also be added. The soundtrack section will be up and running shortly; should you have any requests or questions about the stock please feel free to email me. It has taken so long thus far as many of the reviews/micro-reviews had to be written from scratch; my journalistic integrity (snigger) wouldn’t allow me to crib from other sources; besides, little blurb exists for many of these films, and the text that is available, tends to make for profoundly dull reading.

One of many excellent gialli that will soon be available! (Red Rings of Fear)

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008

Trailer for ‘The Sicilian Connection’ Film now available!

Tuesday, November 18th, 2008