Saturday, December 28, 2013

Hair Band Horror Series: When metal went horror!


Gorehound Mike here...Heavy metal and horror movies, they go together like a maniac and a sharp axe! In this series were going to take a look at some films filled with everything great about metal:devil worship,sex murder and BAD HAIR!! Maybe even a surprise interview or two! This serieMs is written by Marc Heller a talented new staff writer at Gorehound Mikes! So sit back, crank some tunes (backwards) and enjoy these cheese tastic metal gore wonders...

Title: Blood tracks
by Marc Heller


Blood Tracks, also known as "Shocking Heavy Metal" is a paint by numbers copy of Hills Have eyes, only they've replaced the family in the Winnebago with a Swedish hair metal band, their film crew, and a bunch of slutty models
I went into this expecting the cheese factor at the highest possible level, and the film did not disappoint. In the beginning of the movie, we see a woman defend her children from her abusive and drunk husband who tries to take what little money they have. He slices her throat, a superficial wound, she stabs him in the back, he dies. All this happens while a huge burly man who could have broken the whole thing up just stands there and watches, and yells "murderer !"after she's done the deed. She than runs off with her children.
Flash forward to 1985, 40 years later according to the deep voiced narrator. Who also indicates this family has lived in solitude, until intruders came. Those intruders would be the Swedish metal band Solid Gold, and their entourage. They have come to the snowy mountains to film their latest music video. Our rocking Swedes are also joined by models who dance poorly and wear make up like war paint. Initially, they try to provide the comic relief in the film by way of hilariously bad one liners. But eventually, they serve their true purpose, as exposed breasts are a staple of 80's horror.

Despite repeat warnings of avalanches, the group proceeds to move ahead and shoot their video on the mountain . Sure enough, after we are treated to a choreographed performance of a hair metal ballad, their performance appears to have triggered an avalanche. But not until they finish, and go back to a cabin to frolic with the models. We get treated to some avalanche stock footage, while everyone in a cabin pretends to react to the impending avalanche, everyone except the one band member who is having sex in a car with a model, who all the others must now save. Obviously, since this in 80's horror film, and someone has had sex, its time for people to die. While the rest of the band and the models dig out the band member and the model, the camera crew heads to an abandoned factory. Which of course has giant red signs everywhere telling people not to go in. In a scene before, it is established the family now lives in the factory, they are grotesque, and they kill someone who is inspecting the property.
Somehow, living in the abandoned factory has turned the family into mutants. The kids now have big scruffy beards, furry jackets, and a bad complexion. The eldest kid and mom speak, while the rest grunt and jump up and down like monkeys. For the remainder of the film, people keep going into the factory and get killed, until someone finally gets up on the mountain and starts offing the family. And than he takes an axe to the head. The intelligent brother attempts to stop the violence, we get some dialogue which is supposed to make us feel bad for the family. And than a lot of people die.
The film tries to disguise itself as an American horror film, but the horrendous dubbing is a quick giveaway. Clearly the studio dug from the bottom of the barrel when casting this film, as reading even the simplest of lines was a task too hard for most cast members. Still, I can't help but enjoy this film in some sick twisted way. If you can handle bad acting and 80's fashion, and you liked The Hills Have Eyes, this is at least good for a laugh. But is otherwise awful.

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Theres an Eyeball in my Martini: Campy horror reviews by David Del Valle: CHRISTMAS EVIL



HELLO horror fiends, David here...Santa was good to me, he brought me he brought me some joints from CA!
 Since its Christmas, and this is Gorehound Mikes were going to be checking out my favorite Horrorday classic "YOU BETTER WATCH OUT aka Christmas Evil.


John Waters call this film "the greatest Christmas movie ever made" and with his sense of the absurd as a director I know he means it. This is a very strange film to watch with if you have any sense of conventional horror films whether they are about Santa Clause or not. This is not really a slasher film per say in the tradition of BLACK CHRISTMAS or SILENT NIGHT BLOODY NIGHT. Christmas Evil is more like psychological thriller with a nod to whimsical films like THE 5000 FINGERS OF DR T in that the central character is not so much a killer as he is a very disturbed man and all because as a child in 1947, he saw mommy kissing Santa Clause and more than that Santa was groping her leg and this shocked the boy so much he ran upstairs and cut himself on a snow globe flash-forward to 1980 to see just how much this now grown man( played to perfection by Brendan Maggart) has survived on all the Christmases yet to come. 



The film is paced like a bad dream in which nobody ever really wakes up. The toy factory where Brenden is overseer is called The JOLLY DREAM and I feel that is what we as an audience are having a joyful Xmas dream where Santa can be recreated by gluing on a beard and filling your van up with presents for all the good little boys and girls at the local hospital. There is so much going on if you can get behind this a bit as it is very slow for the first hour or so and the print I watched was with the Director Lewis Jackson in the audience. Mr Jackson never made another film after Christmas Evil and he was visibly moved by all the attention that night. He said he wanted his daughter to have the print we were watching and that it was in the kind of shape where it could not be run through a projector many more times in any case. This is really an indie classic with all the decor and lighting of an Ed Wood film yet made with love and care just the same. Most of the actors went on to have careers and this little sleeper of a film is now regarded as one of the very best of the evil Santa genre of films made during the 1980's and beyond. I mean this film starts out like a classic Argento with a child witnessing a traumatic situation this time sex instead of murder but then it takes its time allowing this character to show you just how around the bend he really is...I mean he keeps book on the good children as well as the bad in his neighborhood...nothing though will prepare you for what follows with a musical number with this bad Santa dancing like Rasputin in a Hammer film...only to warn the children at the party that if they are not good something "horrible" would come their way on Christmas eve...at this point some of the parents look a bit confused. 


Mr. Jackson spoke at length about how hard it was to ask for more money to finish the film as it began as a project with a budget of $500.000 and this quickly escalated into $800.000 he was saved by the mafia in New Jersey that came through with the much needed $300.000 more in funds. Now the film does not look like it cost a lot even by the standards of the day. The print was turning red by now but this can all be taken care of if a blu ray is done and Mr. Jackson believed there was for late 2014. If you have not seen this little gem of surreal yuletide then prepare yourself with a joint and a cocktail and watch Christmas evil like most normal film fans watch ITS A WINDERFUL LIFE....it really does have a fairy tale ending after all. The original title for this film was YOU BETTER WATCH OUT...and that was the title on the print that evening.


MORE ABOUT DAVID: David Del Valle is an author and film historian whose work has appeared in books magazines and dvd supplements. David has also curated several photo exhibits using THE DEL VALLE ARCHIVES a collection of several thousand images from cult fantasy and Horror films that has an international reputation. His awarding winning DVD VINCENT PRICE THE SINISTER IMAGE is now considered a classic of it's kind. In January a TV series based on The SINISTER IMAGE will be streaming on RAPID HEART TV featuring cult and horror films introduced by David.

Saturday, December 21, 2013

Jug Face: Make some Face time with it....IF U DARE!

JUG FACE

2013

Directed by: Chad Crawford Kinkle




When you watch a horror film set in the back woods your sure to get either deformed monsters or just twisted Ned Beatty rapers, if you`ve seen one you`ve pretty much seen them all. But JUG FACE wisely takes the high ground and does neither yet creates its own terrible mythos that will send shivers down your moon shine drinking spine.

Jug Face tells the story of a clan of people that must sacrifice certain members at the behest of an unseen force that dwells in "The Pit" How do they know whom to kill you may ask, well its quite simple. A choosen man (played brilliantly by Sean Bridgers) named Dawai makes the jugs in a sort of trance of its intended victim. Our heroin of the story Ada (Lauren Ashley Carter) finds its her face in the latest jug.To make matters worse she has gotten pregnant to her brother all while she is to be joined to another member of the clan.  In order to save herself and the life inside her she quickly hides the jug thinking nobody will ever know. Things goes from bad to worse when people around her start to die, taken by the thing in the pit.


As I said before, Jug Face takes the back woods and instead of filling them with killer rednecks or mutants or mutant rednecks chasing after big breasted co-eds writer/director Chad Crawford Kinkle goes a more powerful and chilling route and shows us just how scary the woods of Tennessee can be. Right away Kinkle draws you into his world of dark scary woods, an evil pit,magic and sacrifice all without being campy or silly but deadly and frighteningly serious. Its a unique world with its own set of rules yet its also very grounded in familiar settings and reality which is so cleverly pulled off. Less is more as we never actually see whats inside the pit. Yet thats not to say we dont see anything creepy that lurks within.

Much of the powerful punch is due to the extremely well written characters that unlikely most "Hollywood" horror films is rich with development. We really begin to care about the two main characters and there plight, we don't want to see anything bad happen to them. Sean Bridgers, Lauren Ashley Carter and an guest star appearance by Sean Young rounds out this amazingly talented cast. Everyone is just fantastic and  breaths life and gives credibility to the script by Mr. Kinkle. Speaking of characters director of photography Chris Heinrich shoots the TN woods perfectly making it almost one of the players in the film. With a keen cinematic eye he really utilizes the ominous strange magical presents of the location. The visual scope of the film heightens the story the telling which is what a great D.P does.


FEARNET.com named this one of the best films of 2013 and I must strongly agree with them. It takes a familiar trappings of a horror film and makes it smart thrilling and down right chilling to the bone, all without being silly and relying on gross out gags (though gore hounds will be pleased) This is Kinkles first feature film and something tells me hes going to be the next huge name in horror. So pull up a jug of shine cause Gorehound Mike doesn't want HIS face to be next....

COMING SOON INTERVIEWS WITH CAST/CREW!!


Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Theres an Eyeball in my Martini: Campy horror reviews by famed horror historian David Del Valle


Gorehound Mikes creepy doors are back open and 
look what we dragged out of hell with us? None 
other then famed horror Historian David Del Valle!! 
David came be seen recently on Shout Factory's 
Vincent Price Collection among other things! We are 
so pleased to have such a ghoulish queen of the
underworld to join us and give us EXCLUSIVE 
reviews and insight you`ll only see here at Gorehound Mikes.

DID SOMEBODY TAKE MY DRINK AWAY: THE BAD SEED


BY DAVID DELVALLE
A few years a ago I was asked to appear in a documentary about evil children in films. It was for the Warner Bros blu ray presentation of ORPHAN,a film which really wasn't about a child at all as it turned out by the final reel. I did the job without ever having had the chance to see the film until after the dvd was on the market. The very first title I discussed was THE BAD SEED and why not it is without a doubt the greatest of all the evil children films and that includes THE INNOCENTS as well as VILLAGE OF THE DAMMED or the now classic euro trash horror WHO WOULD KILL A CHILD? These films all contained evil children but none of these films had the shock value of what Patty McCormick gave in her show stopping transgression turn as a smiling soulless she devilin pigtails.

I remember seeing THE BAD SEED on television when I was but a child myself not quite so evil as Rhoda but I was already well on my way to becoming a monster kid of a different kind than the youthful serial killer Patty McCormick was playing on screen.The one character that always stood out to me even as a kid was Eileen Heckart as the very drunk Hortense Daigle...she was perfection..asking "did somebody take my drink away" well nobody could get a drink past her in THE BAD SEED and that is a fact..she received as Oscar nomination for her performance as did Nancy Kelly as the Rhoda's beyond hysterical mother and of course little Rhoda herself was nominated for the Academy award for what became a landmark performance.
I finally met Patty at a screening of MARYJANE a counter culture film from the sixties about pot of all things she was very grown up in this film yet you knew this was a very talented lady whatever age she was playing. Her memory of the film is good as it gets for a child trying to remember events so long ago. Her recollections of playing Rhoda on the stage at the tender age of eight were based on cab rides while she changed her wardrobe from one play to another or visiting cast members in their homes as if they were family. She was never aware she was as evil as her audiences observed since she was still a little girl play acting with grown ups all of whom became a kind of family for her at the time. Patty decided to play Rhoda as a child who was like a snake with no emotional center, a child who is always right no matter what the cost in humanlife or the pain she causes everyone around her.
One of the things Patty was still a bit freaked out about the film was the subtext of Henry Jones's character being a pedophile something quite unheard of in 1956. Yet it could be read into the film if you look at his performance and the fact he does not ever try to turn her in to the police even when he knows she is a killer. Patty was able to laugh about it now but she told me any sexual subtext would have gone over her head at the time in any case as I am sure it did most the the audiences of the day.

William Hopper who played her father back in 1956 would a year later play opposite two other monsters the Ymir of 20 MILLION MILES TO EARTH created by none other than the great RAY Harryhausen and THE DEADLY MANTIS who famously climbs the Washington monument during the film as fighter planes try to bring this giant insect down. Henry Jones a great and well respected character actor plays the dim witted Leroy who manages to hold his own acting wise with the demonic moppet. Jones also was retained from the Broadway play and his off camera screams as he is being burned alive in the basement are the stuff Horror movies are made of even in 1956.
When I see this film today it is still a guilty pleasure even though it is basically a photographed stage play with some exterior's in place of all the action taking place on a living room set it was on Broadway. Mervyn Le Roy was a very seasoned director who knew what he wanted and he had been so impressed with the Broadway production that he was very reluctant to change too much in adapting it to the screen. Rhoda is so evil that after both the play and the film there is a moment afterwards for Nancy Kelly Has to come back and actually spank Rhoda as a gesture for what the entire audience had wanted to do from the first act and that was to let her have it. This always reminded me of FRANKENSTEIN and DRACULA where Edward Van Sloan comes out in front of a curtain to warn the audiences of 1931 not to fear since of course we all know there are no such things as vampires or monster made from dead bodies or are there?

MORE ABOUT DAVID: David Del Valle is an author and film historian whose work has appeared in books magazines and dvd supplements. David has also curated several photo exhibits using THE DEL VALLE ARCHIVES a collection of several thousand images from cult fantasy and Horror films that has an international reputation. His awarding winning DVD VINCENT PRICE THE SINISTER IMAGE is now considered a classic of it's kind. In January a TV series based on The SINISTER IMAGE will be streaming on RAPID HEART TV featuring cult and horror films introduced by David.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Help Bunny Game actress Rodleen Getsic

The very taleted actress of "Bunny Game" Needs your HELP!
http://www.gofundme.com/Medical-Help-Rodleen

We are asking for your help right now for Rodleen's medical equipment, assisted care, and for the doctor bills that are coming up.

Rodleen was a professional artist, actress, musician, and producer. On March 8, 2010 Rodleen had an accident at Real Food Daily in West Hollywood. She slipped on a mat and landed on the back of her head. She sustained a traumatic brain injury, and injury to her upper spine and brainstem. Because of her severe symptoms, Rodleen has difficulty with mobility, body, and brain function, with balance, walking, and doing normal activities. She is in severe chronic disabling pain centered from her brainstem. This tragic event has changed Rodleen's life forever. She is disabled and unable to work. Her injury has been worsening over time. Rodleen is lucky because she has so much faith and strength in spirit. We are proud of her because against all odds, she remains positive. We are confident we will be led to answers toward her healing.

Already, since injury, she owes more than $50,000 in doctor bills. We expect the law suit to settle in Rodleen's favor, in order to pay for the ongoing care Rodleen is needing. Rodleen's lawyers recently dropped her case, so she is seeking new representation. Please contact us with any law firm or law expert referrals.


For now, we ask your help in paying for medical equipment, assisted care, and for the doctor bills coming up. Rodleen is seeing more specialist neurologists, and she will be getting further testing with the help of your donation.

PLEASE DONATE ANYTHING YOU CAN! EVEN IF ITS 5 BUCKS ITS HELPFUL!

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Thursday, February 28, 2013

The Films of François Gaillard: The French Argento!




Gorehound Mike here and I got your passport to weird and wild cinema from around the globe! This brand new segment will look at little seen gems from around the world. To kick this off we not only are looking at a very talented up and coming director. This is part 1 of a 2 part series on his work.

The Films of François Gaillard: The French Argento Part 1


Title: Die Die My Darling

Short: 20mins

REVIEW: A mysterious sexy hit women enters a club to do thing she does best. Look damn good and kill!

Its clear from frame one that Gaillard has a keen cinematic eye, using interesting camera work and compositions that are stylish and remain me of the films of Bava and Argento (more evident on DSD,see below)
François also clearly knows his films. He cleverly sneaks in a "A CLOCKWORK ORANGE" reference, with one of the boss`s henchmen, which adds a really cool and fun touch.  The film is non stop kick ass fighting and Gaillard proves that he can handle a action driven story with flare and showmanship  And its always great to see a nazi stripper fighting a sexy hit women. Its taken just serious enough, without any campy after taste. The only thing wrong with this short film, Its not a full length feature!! Its Kill Bill vibe with a French flavor. A must see.

http://vimeo.com/29966629

Title: Dome Sweet Dome (Music Video) Artist EYR vs DOUBLE DRAGON

REVIEW: A stunning lady of the evening meets a client at a hotel, and what seems like a lust filled night of passion soon spirals into a nightmare of blood and missing male genital. This music video for the band
was my introduction to François Gaillard cinematic work. I was total in awe of the his grotesque and stylish work. His camera work is skillful and and stylish and like Die,Die shows a wonderful flare for interesting compositions and camera angles. The lighting during the intense love making scene is pure Argento using primary colors red and blue to light the scene. Its masterful. Another great nod to Dario is the use of eyes which is straight out of Profondo Rosso (Deep Red) Is he just stealing his style, well yes but lets not forget that Argento stole it from Mario Bava, so lets not judge. Point is he uses it well. When things get really messy in the video, it gets MESSY! Big shout out to David Scherer who did an amazing job with the special effects. Its rare for me to review a music video, but this is wonderful and would make a wonderful full length film.  I dont know if i`ve ever seen a more down right creepy music video in my life.



More coming soon!











Thursday, February 21, 2013

Victim:

                                                                      Film: Victim
                                              Director: Matt Eskandari, Michael A. Pierce
                                                                       Year. 2010
                                                          Review by: Vincent Daemon

Well, our 100th post here at Gorehound Mike's Weird Cinema is this absolutely deplorable hunk of wasted celluoid. Actually, I would imagine it was filmed in digital and blahblahblah so I guess wasted giga-mega something, as opposed to celluoid. Anything not to have to remember watching this. And it's entirely my own fault, I can't blame Gorehound Mike for this one. I chose to watch this. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

The film opens shakey-cam p.o.v. style, the camera leering on some ditzy looking blonde chick, while the creep holding speaks in a distorted voice, not entirely unlike the infamous director Khan Tusion of the ultimately creepy and vile Meatholes series of adult films. Eventually he beats her to a pulp, and presumabley kills her.

Cut to a male underwear model-looking creepster chump (we'll call him GQ) drinking in some nightclub. He goes outside to leave and gets bludgeoned and attacked, knocked out cold. He wakes up in some dungeon and proceeds the receive more beatings. After 15 minutes of this we find he is being held hostage by some crazy doctor and his weird henchman Mr. George, who was the spitting image of a severely bloated Jason Statham. GQ is never told why he is there. While he is caged, recordings from weird 1950's female ettiquette records drone on incessantly in the background.

At this point I'm thinking "well, at least it's not boring" then . . . nothing happens. 8 minutes in I had figured out where this drec was going, for the most part. Any hopes I had of this being any kind of entertaining at all were wildly, carelessly trashed as this degenerated into a Lifetime: Moment Of Truth flick with it's staid production, off screen violence, wretched acting, and the addition of some nonsense CSI-type plotline involving the police.

The film trundles on, every minute feeling like 5, as we find out the Doc's daughter was the blonde girl in the beginning, and he wants to turn GQ into a female, to replace his daughter. Huh? Yeah. So comes more boring monologue from the good Doctor, more beatings from Mr. George, and a sudden, raging turn to near twink porn as GQ struggles and begs whilst bathed in certain eroticized lightings. I watched this with a friend, and she made that particular comment out loud. Eventually there is the penis removal (unseen), wherein the only decent line of the film is uttered from the Doc to Georgie: "No no Georgie, we need that to form the vagina."  Then come breast implants (the only gore in the film, it was quite graphic in the most laughable karo blood-n-latex sense). Then the clothing. The Doc dresses his new daughter in just the worst blue Wal Mart 10 pack sundresses you could imagine. For fuck's sake I have better taste in womens clothes than that.

In the last 10 minutes the film tries to regain what it did in the first 5 minutes, going right for some kind of weird hyper-sexualized extremity with a series of piss poor, ineffective and ultimately tacky rape and abuse scenes. They did throw one minor twist in there, in the last few seconds, that I didn't see coming. Meh. I coulda cared less by that point.

Ignore this film. Do not watch it. Look for anything these directors or writers have been involved in and boycott it. I plead with you to not give these buffoons any reason to make another film.

I did leave the room at one point, and came back in, asked my friend what I missed. Her response: "I was busy eating Cheerios and not giving a fuck." That simplistic statement says it all. Go eat some Cheerios or something constructive. This film is worth not one fuck that it contains.

Stay Sick, thanks for reading,

Vincent Daemon

---- Vincent Daemon's short fiction has appeared in 25 publications, and he just put his first short story collection together, Bury Me In A Nameless Grave. He is also editor of the annual Grave Demand magazine, as well as a freelance editor for hire in his down time, and occasionally performs with various punk/deathrock bands. Vincent can be found on facebook, and at his blog The Writings Of A Depraved Mind http://vincentdaemon.blogspot.com/?zx=c2884c7b8567b656 , and contacted atvdaemon13@gmail.com ----