God bless George A. Romero and Dario Argento!

You may be asking yourself “Phill, what the **** are you talking about? You’re reviewing a Lucio Fulci movie!” – And you’d be right? What the **** am I talking about? When Romero and Argento teamed up to create the legendary Dawn of the Dead, not many industry people could foresee the onslaught of imitators that would follow in its wake: due to the fact that most of them believed it would flop! The short sighted, dick-faces!

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Can you imagine being mistaken as a corpse? I don’t mean in a Saturday morning hangover/comedown stylee. I mean being found fully dressed in some shrubs, eyes wide open with your heart beat so faint that any beat would not register on the best heart monitoring apparatus the 70’s had to offer? You can hear fully what people are saying around your lifeless body, but you’re unable to communicate, you’re trapped alone in your thoughts and unable to prevent a thing.

Doesn’t sound very...

So, how do you review a film as controversial as Lucio Fulci’s The New York Ripper? A film that was infamously ordered out of the British Isles by the (at the time) head of the BBFC (British equivalent of the MPAA), James Ferman. He was worried that the content of this movie would push the unstable (read: poor and uneducated) into committing acts of hideous violence, of course it’s all a pile of shit, he just didn’t like the film. Much like he didn’t like The Exorcist and Texas Chainsaw Massacre,...

NoShame Films, I believe, are the company responsible for the recent acceptance of Sergio Martino as a major talent in Italian exploitation: He’s now being mentioned in the same breath as Argento, Fulci and Bava. It’s quiet an achievement for a small label, dedicated to not just exploitation but Italian art-house pictures like Marco Bellochio’s Devil in the Flesh all the way back to Victorio De Sica classics. To think a company held the Giallo up with such esteemed classics is a touching thought....

The Blood Beast Terror





A shaky but fun slice of British Schlock from the Tigon studio, who brought such classics as Witchfinder General and Blood On Satan's Claw to the screen. Although this cheap programmer isn't in the same league as those movies, it's still a good watch for fans of the ropier end of Brit horror thanks to the ridiculous concept of a "were-moth" on a killing rampage, combined with Peter Cushing, as ever remaining quietly dignified...