stand-out viewing for the jacked-knifed dump truck of gelatinous blood-piss that was February.
(January)
ZIPPERFACE (1992, dir. Mansour Pourmand)
like an extended episode of Silk Stalkings directed by Danzig.
up there w/ Decoder in the paranoid industrial surrealist thriller category. something tells me Grant Morrison would be a fan.
SHOGUN'S JOY OF TORTURE (1968, dir. Teruo Ishi)
arguably the most vicious entry in Ishi's edoverse.
RANDOM ACTS OF VIOLENCE (2019, dir. Jay Baruchel)
an unwaveringly bleak post-deconstructionist slashterpiece that elevates the stalker/body count genre to heights not seen since the mid-late 80s boom of truly imaginative splatter stories.
THE PIT (1981, dir. Lew Lehman)
a twelve year old boy stuck between holding court with morose imaginary friends and perving on his dishy baby sitters... don't look at me that way. i can feel your look.
NO BLADE OF GRASS (1970, dir. Cornel Wilde)
before the post-apocalypse genre became overrun with diminishing zombie returns and flea market Road Warrior cosplays, there was this cold, brutal, nihilistic slice of anti-life that reads like the Stand without the bullshit.
INVASION OF THE BEE GIRLS (1973, dir. Denis Sanders)
schlubby losers get fucked to death by literal honey traps.