Mayor of the Sunset Strip

Documentarians have long occupied the unwashed fringes of the cinema community, making them inherently intriguing to CineSchlockers, especially those films whose subject matter strays even […]

Weasels Rip My Flesh

Serious gorehounds can, at long last, retire their ragged VHS dupes of Long Island auteur Nathan Schiff‘s grew-strewn sub-sub-sub-cult classicks. Lovingly remastered from original 8mm […]

Topless Academy’s Guide to Bartending

Given that menfolk have been concocting schemes to cajole nekkid women onto camera since the silent era, there ain’t exactly much jiggle room for innovation, […]

They Don’t Cut the Grass Anymore

Serious gorehounds can, at long last, retire their ragged VHS dupes of Long Island auteur Nathan Schiff‘s grew-strewn sub-sub-sub-cult classicks. Lovingly remastered from original 8mm […]

The Skulls III

Less notable as a sequel than for sitcom weenie Barry Bostwick‘s return to the manicured mayhem better showcased in Project: Metalbeast (a.k.a. the finest CIA-werewolf […]

The Kiss

There just aren’t enough movies about Cosmo covergirls who console their dead sister’s hubby with afternoon delights atop a kitchen table and, by night, attempt […]

The Invitation

Don’t let the cover fool ya. B-deity Lance Henriksen stars as a shiny, happy Ricardo Montalban meets Dr. Kevorkian writer/adventurer who, after a profound personal […]

The Bum Show.com

Yours truly suggested "reserved seating in the fiery caldrons of Hades" are likely in order for the makers of Bum Fights. Perhaps there’s room on […]

One Million Years B.C.

Three euphoric grunts for the flick that launched the sexpotdom of Raquel Welch who jiggles around the Canary Islands in a delicious buckskin bikini with […]