This is the very first sequel to Godzilla and easily takes its place in the Godzilla pantheon as a classic since it’s the first time that Anguirus gets completely humiliated by another monster. Little did we know that this film was merely the beginning of a long and vastly undistinguished career for the spiky sphincter. Read More

A madman has seized control of Malaysia’s newest chemical plant! His team of terrorists control thousands of gallons of the deadliest nerve gas ever created! Their demands are simple – millions of dollars or a hostage will be killed once per hour, culminating in the execution of big haired blonde congresswoman bimbo from Ohio they have kidnapped! Read More

If this movie stayed on task and was solely about the wondrous odyssey of a giant sheep and his befuddled and alcoholic owner, you would have had a classic on your hands. However, the bulk of the movie deals with (for no apparent reason) the a crooked mayor named Silverdale. Mayor Silverdale babbles endlessly about recreating and keeping the past alive in his town and uses this as a reason to refuse to sell mining leases to Barnstable who represents a powerful mining company. As fascinating as all this non-wheeling and dealing is, I paid my money to find out exactly what the hell a Godmonster was! Read More

Pint-sized film noir icon Alan Ladd (This Gun For Hire, The Blue Dahlia) returns to familiar territory in this adaptation of a novel by Dashiell Hammett. Ladd plays Ed Beaumont, one of these little tough right-hand men that corrupt politicians seemed to rely on in olden times. The corrupt politician is Paul Madvig. Paul’s in the middle of a big governor’s race and is backing the candidate from the “I’m Backed By Crooks” party. Read More

I’ve always said that when you’re a rich guy who gets bored with the endless parties, the mistress of the week, and the decision making that goes into what new country estate to purchase, the only thing that can snap you out of your rut is an affair with an underage girl. Read More

This Italian version of Jason And The Argonauts and Jason’s hunt for the golden fleece listed as badly as Jason’s boat did the during the first half hour of the film as he and I had to endure the whining of his traitorous crew. Just because there’s no food, the water is running out, and it’s becoming painfully obvious that Jason has led you on a wild goose chase, is no reason to behave like you’re from Crete. Read More

The danger of any movie series that spans several sequels is that you’ve got a lot of backstory to catch people up on who might not have seen or remembered what happened in the previous outings. For instance, for the life of me I could not remember what happened in the first five Karate Warrior movies. Admittedly, I had not seen parts 2-5, but I did watch the original Karate Warrior some time ago. All I recall from that one is that this dude acquired a super powered punch that allowed him to beat up a cow. Clearly, I had a lot of catching up to do with Karate Warrior Anthony! Read More

Supposedly, The Giant of Marathon was a relatively big budget affair and I thought that with Hercules emeritus Steve Reeves (Goliath and the Barbarians) in the title role and director Jacques Tourneur (War-Gods Of The Deep) behind the camera that I might just be in for something a little more special than the usual all-male grab ass that these movies usually flexed and posed their way into by the end. On the “jock is half empty” side of things though, I was concerned that since it was about famed Olympian Phillipides, I was going to be subjected to some old time Olympic action. Read More

This one gets criticized quite a bit for generally being a disgusting piece of trash. Normally, I’m inclined to dismiss claims such as this as the ravings of oversensitive bluenoses who wouldn’t know Sergio Martino from Alberto de Martino or a Women’s Prison Massacre from some Violence In A Women’s Prison. After suffering through this one though, I am reluctantly inclined to agree wholeheartedly with the rest of the strong Christians/Italian slasher fans. Giallo A Venezia is a vile heap of crap. The presence of naked dudes in this movie is completely gratuitous and has no place in an otherwise upstanding and sleazy slice-n-dice! Read More

Long thought lost, The Ghoul resurfaces in its complete form some seventy years after audiences were first bored to tears by it. Starring Boris Karloff, this is an old time monster snooze-a-rama of the first degree with scintillating scenes of groups of characters standing around yakking at one another, faulty comic relief, limited playing time by the star, and an emphasis on dreary dialogue and static camera work over everything else. While things manage to come alive a bit for the ending, since it all involves a bunch of goofs fighting over an ugly broach, even that wasn’t enough to save this creaky contraption of life after death mumbo jumbo. Read More