This gloriously low-budget, high-kink flick zooms right out of the 1960s underground scene like a Harley with no brakes and even less plot. Clocking in at just over an hour (mercifully?), it plays like a fever dream someone had after watching Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! while half-asleep on a shag rug.
Author: Mike Brooks
Film grad who spends most his time trying to catch up on his "To Watch" pile of movies.
Godzilla vs. Biollante (1989) – Review
Have you ever watched a Godzilla movie and thought, “You know what this franchise needs? A kaiju that’s part Godzilla, part rosebush, and part nightmare fuel!” Well, buckle up, because Godzilla vs. Biollante delivers exactly that, and it’s glorious.
BMX Bandits (1983) – Review
Before she graced red carpets and collected Oscars, Nicole Kidman was outrunning goons on a BMX bike, while sporting a glorious cloud of curly red hair and a whole lot of attitude. Does that sound like a great film to you? If so, then strap on your helmet, pump up those tires, and crank the…
S&M Hunter (1986) – Review
Imagine a movie so gleefully absurd, so deeply committed to its bizarre premise, that it transcends good taste and logic to become something strangely mesmerizing. That’s S&M Hunter, a Japanese pinku-exploitation film that blends bondage, comedy, action, and the kind of fever-dream storytelling that only 1980s Japan could deliver.
Submersion of Japan (1973) – Review
The disaster boom struck Hollywood hard in the 1970s, with the Airport franchise kicking off, as well as Irwin Allen’s The Poseidon Adventure and The Towering Inferno cementing him as the “Master of Disaster,” but Hollywood wasn’t the only producer of such cinematic spectacle. In 1973, Japan threw their hat in the ring with Submersion…