Greatest Movie Trailer Ever. Bruka Queen of Evil!

Just got this from the fab Pete Tombs over at Mondo Macabro. SO - MUCH - FUN!!!

polish poster haters

So we've posted images of fab Polish posters and other variations on poster design, so this decent gallery at wellmedicated.com is nothing new. What is fascinating is the over 300 comments about the post, particularly the people who call these posters garbage. Thanks internet. Thanks for giving these morons power. I've excerpted some of the choice comments below as well as some positive ones.

Straight Time

The Changeling

Critters

Don't Look Now

Short Circuit 2

Enter The Dragon

Bukator - August 23rd, 2008
Are u ppl blind? These are garbage. It looks like they were drawn with pencil crayons and markers by a ten year old. We live in a world of photoshop now. These poters look to be drawn in Microsoft Paint. Get with the times man. I like vintage design just as much as anyone else but these are just terrible excuses for art. Very lazy designs here that seem to be whipped up in minutes by whoever created them. If this is what it looks like throughout Poland, then they are missing out big time.

jkillah1 - August 25th, 2008
Many of you may call these “art”, but maybe you are just giving them too much credit because they are old. To me, they just remind me of all those dirty, boring, drab things from decades ago. Like watching TV shows from the early 90’s.

I love good art, and don’t get me wrong. The modern hollywood posters are not that great, but at least they have some vibrant color!

Nowadays, all that these posters would do is depress people and make them think that the films were boring! I’m surprised that so many people like these. It just gives me a sinking feeling in my gut. Uggh!

Atama - September 14th, 2008
i thought some of these were really good,but most of them were just disgusting. the never ending story one for instance is lazy and uninspired. i mean really,its like the guy was commissioned,and the day before it was due,he got drunk and watched the movie and then doodled what he remembered the next morning while eating breakfast before he went to drop it off. the Gandhi one,though,was absolutely beautiful. very Dali-esque. but to call any of these posters better than American ones is pretty off,one because that’s a pretty broad opinion,and two,because every one of these paintings is completely and utterly destroyed by Drew Struzan and folks of his caliber. still very nice and interesting though:D

The Final Word - September 15th, 2008
It’s frustrating (though not surprising) to see the negative comments on this board. It’s too bad that so many folks are so put off by the unfamiliar, when we should all be embracing it. These are all truly remarkable pieces.

To those who suggest that these are poorly drawn: You’re foolish.

To those who suggest that these were created to skirt copyright: You’re incorrect. They were created because, believe it or not, America’s design sensibility is neither universal nor supreme. Poles respond to advertising that reflects their sensibilities, as they should.

Haters hate. Playas play.

John Peter Paul - September 19th, 2008
I grew up in Poland in 70’s and 80’s. These posters represent the dominant artistic mood of the whole country at that time. We listened to dark and complex music, we valued deep literature, we were a rather somber and serious culture- with a romantic twist. It was a direct reflection of political and economic suppression as well as the result of very dominant catholic religious culture. We also looked to England, Italy and France more than the USA for artistic direction and inspiration.
Things have changed since, but to look back at those posters brings back some good and some not so good memories.
As to the colors, the repro and printing technology was not great. Also, some of the posters were well aged by the time they were digitized for display here

a WILD new breakthrough in adult movies!

Cat and Mouse

Your Sunday Reed

Screen grabs from the 1964 Oliver Reed film The System

Freudian slip

movie listings fail

I think I just scooped Jesse who sent this to me, but...

This film listing on the website for Toronto's weekly paper NOW might be corrected, but lets just record it for posterity. If you are looking for the actual review from that link just navigate to listings.

UPDATE from Jesse: THEY'VE FIXED IT, SORT OF, and now it's even funnier

Holy shit!

Like, the holiest. And not shit.

A feast of complete and utter excitement. Let's go!

ONF/NFB 4 EVER!!!!!

Two Girls, One Madman

monsters on the loose (the puffy kind)

Note: I've just been exposed as a horrible, terrible, dishonest, fraud! I pulled these images off the world wide web a year ago and promptly forgot where they came from and the originator (that sounds like a super hero - THE ORIGINATOR!) has come knocking on the door of the cinema. These FABULOUS images came from Deadilicious. You can find the original post here. Hopefully that has saved me from thumping at the hands of a team of Mexican wrestlers....

Toronto is home to a party supply store called Balloon King, filled with stock that is at least 20 years old in some cases. When I was looking for items to stuff into a Halloween pinata, imagine my delight on finding I could buy sheets with these guys stapled to them for dirt cheap. The Dracula is pretty unsettling...

C'est chic

Mutate with Pleasance!

Home theaters are going to put us out of business!

These fine images from one of my latest scores.

You've been told!

This amazing intro to the Aqua Teen Hunger Force film related back to our earlier post, "Now I really want to see Benjamin Button!"

Roger Ebert, watch out!

Didn't we ban this guy from the cinema during the Doris Wishman marathon for crawling around on all fours trying to eat the dried wads of gum off the bottom of the seats? And how in the hell does he afford all those DVDs? What was your income at that age? Enough to buy armfuls of DVDs each week?

Shit!

I refuse to keep this up. I refuse to do this for all of 2009. Somebody keep Scott Walker, Cosey Fanni Tutti and Ray Davies safe for me, please.

Goodbye to Ray Dennis Steckler, one of the most glaringly cheap filmmakers ever. And one of the most insanely watchable and fun ones too. How can you not just love his films? I've even watched The Chooper (aka Blood Shack) twice! I begged my local variety store/rental place to sell it to me for $10 on VHS! I also have an unwatched DVD around here of the XXX stuff he made and was apparently not so proud of but it paid some bills, I guess. I'm always on the watch for any Cindy Lou Sutters (his one porn alias) posters and especially those that have a similar style such as these...










And his other films are just always classics of their respective genres and exercises in enthusiastic guerrilla filmmaking at its best and most awesomely inventive!








My personal favourite and the poster that has hung behind me while I've sit at this monitor for six years or more...





And its ultra-cool and stylish opening credits with Steckler starring (as he often did) under his acting name, Cash Flagg!






Here's a great J.D. movie that has Ray starring as 'Preacher Man'.





I'm sorry if you've seen these before and/or for all the images but this one really stings for me personally. I always hoped to one day go to Vegas and get the chance to meet him. Damn! Who wants to come over and watch Sex Rink with me?

you remember him, right?

Those cult film fans and autograph hounds in the Cleveland area or nearby should mark off April 3, 4 & 5 and attend Cinema Wasteland, the Burning Man Festival for cult film fans. If I could go, I would rush by the autograph line-ups for The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 35th Anniversary and stake out a spot to meet Christina Lindberg in Person! Check out this hot Lindberg vinyl! The "hit" singles: "Alt Blir Tyst Igen" and the b-side, "Du Ar Min Enda Karlek" released on Fib Aktuellt Records, in the early 1970s.

And my next stop would be over to the table for Frank “The Gray Suit Zombie” Serrao! Yes! Can you belive it? I'd be all sweaty palms and not even know where to start with all the dozens of questions I have for him!

small country, small posters

Anytime I have friends go over to Japan, I make sure to have them pick me up some eiga chirashi, which are 7X10 leaflets that you can find in cinema lobbies promoting upcoming screenings. They are the ideal collectible and also great to frame for places were you can't put a huge poster or when you want a little variety. You can even rotate the selection (sorry - that was my inner Martha coming out there...). I grabbed this images off of Ebay, but will dig up the pics of the ones I have from my own collection.

its just for the articles, obvously!

Went to my mailbox today and Santa was tardy in delivering one of his gifts! I could blame the influence of all the eye candy over at the Undead Film Critic for my recent impulse buys of vintage smut on Ebay and these pristine copies are the latest addition to my new collection. You can read them when you come over for those promised gin-based cocktails, Michael. You just can't take them in the bathroom with you.

But seriously - check these articles! Harlan Ellison on Starlost! The late Gerard Damiano on the big screen porn game. Sean Connery on Zardoz nude scenes! A Robert Altman interview! And of course, the ladies are an added bonus. Going to save til I get home after work, put on the slippers, mix myself an Old Fashioned, and enjoy!

Trailers of Bronson

Now I really want to see Benjamin Button!

Fri, Dec. 26, 2008
Phila. man shot because family talked during movie

A South Philadelphia man enraged because a father and son were talking during a Christmas showing of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button took care of the situation when he pulled a .380-caliber gun and shot the father, police said.

THIS MAN LOVES HIS CINEMA!
SHUT THE FUCK UP!

~~~ Thanks to Hauke for this true crime tidbit.

Like A Crow On A June Bug

Spent the eve of Jan first watching three films in a row and then the eve of the second day repeating that habit.

One of the choice picks was Sixteen (aka Like A Crow On A June Bug), a film that I thought was going to be some sex-hicksploitation, but was much more sensitive than I expected.

Ma and Pa Irtley and their kin are handed eight thousand dollars for land rights to permit a new highway to go through their southern backwater habitat. The folks don't squander the money, but take the highway bus to a midway fair that has hit town. This is truly the first taste of "living it up" that they have had. Their youngest, J.C. (named after a sale that was on at J.C. Penny a week after his birth) goes on all the rides and gets sticky with cotton candy while the budding sexpot Naomi and Bruvver (her chaperone brother) start out exploring the fair together, only to get separated in the night.

The lost and distraught (following a nasty freak out in the haunted house) Naomi is taken in by a seemlingly helpful and caring daredevil motorcycle rider who deflowers her after hours in the fairground (in front of an audience of leering carnies). Meanwhile Bruvver becomes prey to a busty sideshow stripper, after the family's cash. After our rural Adam and Eve both bite into that apple of sin, they bring the devil back home with them.


Sixteen is a simple morality tale playing out in a pocket of untouched old south that has since been lost. Looking at the various comments on the IMDB, this film seems to be lost on most viewers. Mercedes McCambridge (who provided Linda Blair's demonic voice in The Exorcist) plays Ma Irtley and gives a stern and strong performance (not at all looking like one IMDB comment claim that she, "Walks through this with a decidedly uneasy look...she must have been hard-up for fifty bucks when she agreed to star in this one.") and Simone Griffeth (Naomi) went on to play Sly Stallone's sexy navigator in Death Race 2000. Director Lawrence Dobkin had a long career as both a TV actor and director from 1958 til 2001 and was one of the narrator for the hit television series "Naked City" (1958) (1958-1963), who spoke one of the most memorable tag lines in the history of television: "There are eight million stories in the Naked City. This has been one of them".

Filmed in Valdosta, Georgia, Sixteen used many locals as actors, but when the film made its world premiere in Valdosta and was very much disliked by everyone who felt that it portrayed their lands and being populated by hicks. Touchy! Check the IMDB for comments from some of them. Wonder when the little burg got access to the information highway?

And I feel like I gotta say, found this over on Cinemageddon...

R.I.P. (another)

I get the feeling that I risk becoming the blog's official grim reaper and people will begin to avoid my posts for fear of learning of the death of another person that made the planet a bit more fun.


Bill Landis died in late December of a heart attack at the age of 49.


I first came across the name Bill Landis when I was reading Jimmy McDonough's biography of maverick filmmaker Andy Milligan, which I cannot help but recommend highly. There's this part where he admits that he first heard of Milligan while looking at posters from his films on the walls of Bill's apartment. So, as a collector of questionable one sheets myself, I was intrigued enough to wonder who this guy was and if he still had the posters. A quick google and I was onto something special.

I'll avoid a detailed biography since, again, those can be found elsewhere. A quick shot can be found here. But for those not in the know, Bill Landis published a Xeroxed zine that detailed and reviewed the 'lesser' films that played the dingiest of sleazy cinema screens in the prime era of New York City's 42nd St./Times Square sanctuaries of degeneracy. Sleazoid Express. What a name! Toronto had its own similarly intrepid film reporter in Hal Kelly and his Trash Compactor magazine of the late 80s/early 90s. We can't thank these people enough for doing this and helping turn us all on to some great, filthy gems from the comfort of our most comfortable chairs. Do some searching. Your own google may turn up many, many interesting tidbits as outside of Sleazoid, Bill led an interesting life with many jobs and hobbies, mostly focused around the prurient interests so at home on 42nd St.


This was the last thing I got from him, a collection of his writings for various periodicals all copied and stapled together, along with the special issue of Sleazoid that properly maligns and exposes 'Bloodsucking Freaks' filmmaker, Joel Reed. I wasn't smart enough to get into him back when it was really fresh.


That's Bill, front and centre.


Anyway, after reading the bit and doing my google, I contacted him to find out if maybe he had posters to sell and trade and although his own collection wasn't for sale (or maybe gone already) he did still dabble here and there and I was lucky enough to score some nice pieces from, or through, him. My biggest letdown being just a day short for the one sheet to the much sought-after (by me) roughie, Forced Entry. Live and learn and respond faster to sales emails in the future.

I did also manage to score the Sleazoid Express book (a smattering of issue highlights published in one handy format that profiles several classic, and now gone, cinemas and the films that played there) and his unauthorized biography (who didn't have a falling out with this guy?) of Kenneth Anger directly from him. And I finally got to see (and also got the poster!) Mona, normally considered the first theatrically released hardcore feature, courtesy of a DVD-R from him. I'd been reading about that film, it seemed, forever. And while it couldn't possibly live up to my expectations, I could at least read about it again and not feel such longing!





The last time I heard from him, it was in December of 2006 and he was doing an article for a big magazine about grindhouses and was looking for some poster images to accompany the text. I sent him some and he never got back to me and then I saw he was consulted for his top 5 films that played Times Square in the era for Time Out's special issue that coincided with the release of the uninspired Tarantino/Rodriguez Grindhouse effort. I'm assuming that was the project.

Anyway, I was glad I contacted him and had brief correspondences whenever he had a list of posters to trade or sell and it's terrible that we lost him at such an early age. A lot of fantastic stories were his legacy and it's incredibly sad that we won't be hearing any more of them.



Here he is with his wife, Michelle Clifford in the Playland photo booth in 1986.

On the download

I came across (was directed) this blessed site while smack-dab in the middle of holiday dread and I thought I had found my salvation but the elation was brief, my friends. It seemed as though they had taken a break (and I'd just heard about them!) and weren't going to be up and smiling until the beginning of '09. Just like me! Anyway, if you're looking for some nice home viewing, they've got some joyous titles and deserve your attention. My desktop is happy to have new friends such as How Awful About Allan, Nashville Girl and Dawn-Portrait of a Teenage Runaway. What are you waiting for?

CultraRareVideos!!!


Truckin' Peckinpah!





Mythical (or are they?) beasts!







Glynnis O'Connor in a bikini!!! The total and most ultimate girl next door ever!

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