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Doctor Carver. 2021. A group of young women seeking to have the perfect body part head to a private clinic only to find something sinister there. Thank you Amazon prime for recommending me this piece of British horror shit movie, right at the start we are given a killing good way to start the film. The acting in this never gets better, the doctor never wears a mask and is basically a demon from hell yet no one seems to look at the face. typical cliche horror two women run up the stairs and a girl's boyfriend turns up and we get the typical line "how did you get in"? "oh the back door was open". If you want a laugh just wind it through to the table with all four girls there after their surgery and the girl with the boob implants that burst...or get popped to be precise. Horror Hospital may not have been the best film made but certainly a lot better than this. MV5BZGMzNzFmNjgtNDg0OS00MmUxLWJjNzUtYjdkYWQ5Mjg4YzAxXkEyXkFqcGdeQXVyMjM4MTU4NjQ@._V1_FMjpg_UX100.jpg
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Rowdy Herrington's film of the same name is moderately entertaining despite being clunkily written with some laughable dialogue and action sequences. It's a film that, with more violence and without the implausible and unconvincing romantic B story, would have worked as a perfectly serviceable Chuck Norris action flick. As it is, Patrick Swayze's charisma just about saves it from being bad-bad, past so bad it's good, and into the sort of from you could put on when you're doing the ironing or a crossword. It's a film that works if you treat the dialogue and fight scenes as intentionally humorous because, if it was a comedy, it would be genuinely funny. Also, the soundtrack from the band in the Double Deuce is pretty good. Back to 2024's Road House, where Dalton (Jake Gyllenhaal) is a former UFC cage fighter. Most of the plot is exactly the same: Dalton becomes the job of head bouncer at a roadhouse (in this film called The Road House rather than The Double Deuce), he begins a relationship with an attractive doctor, becomes accepted by many of the locals, and attracts the attention of a powerful criminal, but most of the film seems to exist solely to have Conor McGregor's antagonist in as many fight scenes as possible. There's nothing wrong with putting professional fighters in mainstream films, particularly thinking of boxers such as James Toney in Ali, Antonio Tarver in Rocky Balboa, Tony Bellew in Creed, and Andre Ward in Creed II. Also, 'Rowdy' Roddy Piper was great in They Live, (then NABF heavyweight champion) Ken Norton was an integral part of Mandingo, but Conor McGregor is just ridiculous, completely out of place and laughably bad. I don't know if he was trying to be larger-than-life to stand out or if this is a film designed to expand his public profile, but it's as if he's in a completely different film from the rest of the actors because his performance is tonally out of place. It doesn't help that Jake Gyllenhaal is unusually bad, as if he spent all his time preparing for the film by getting into UFC fighting shape rather than rehearsing. Additionally, the VFX are surprisingly bad with one explosion particularly badly rendered. This has only been released by Prime Video for home viewing and I'm not entirely surprised because if the VFX looked unconvincing on a TV, then I can only imagine how poor they would be on a cinema screen. If you haven't seen either of these, I wouldn't bother unless you're prone to succumbing to morbid curiosity, but if you like the first Road House, stay well away from the remake and rewatch the 1989 film instead.
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Boxcar Bertha (1972) Barbara Hershey plays "Boxcar" Bertha Thompson, a transient woman in Arkansas during the violent times of the Depression of the early '30s. She meets up with rabble-rousing union man "Big" Bill Shelly (David Carradine) and the two team up to fight the corrupt railroad establishment. Although directed by Martin Scorsese, this Roger Corman production feels like Scorsese directing a Corman film rather than Corman producing a Scorsese film if that makes sense. Mainly due to the excessive exploitation (nudity and bloody violence) that Corman was known for as well as a somewhat fractured way of telling a story. Both Hershey and Carradine give their all and show no inhibitions in what must have been difficult roles for young actors and they are well supported by Bernie Casey as their gun toting accomplice. As an exploitation piece from the Corman stable this is fine and fits in well with the likes of Bloody Mama (1972) as well as non-Corman exploiters such as Jackson County Jail (1976) but as a Martin Scorsese picture it's somewhat lacking. At 84 minutes it's watchable enough. |
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Miss March (2009 Eugene (Zach Creggar) a high school senior wakes up from four years in a coma to discover his sweetheart is the latest centerfold in Playboy magazine. Together with his dumb best friend Tucker (Trevor Moore) they set off across country to the Playboy mansion in order to reconcile with Miss March. A seriously un-PC sex comedy that pulls no punches. Nobody is safe be it firemen, epilepsy sufferers or coma patients. The jokes come thick and fast and i have to admit i laughed out loud loads of times. I'm chuckling to myself as i type thinking of Eugene waking from his coma, seeing his girl baring all then shitting four years worth of crap onto the floor from the shock as he can't hold his bowels, and rapper Horsedick's whore who bounces out of the open tour bus window when it hits a pothole just as she was about to go down on Tucker. The guys, especially Tucker can be slightly OTT in their demented babbling - Hugh Hefner calls security it gets so bad - but all the way through Tucker sounded and looked like Randall Graves from the Quick Stop Convenience store which was kinda' odd. On the whole though i really enjoyed this although many won't.They really don't make films like this anymore. More's the pity. |
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The Cursed Medallion aka The Night Child (1975) Shit Italian Exorcist rip off from Massimo Dallamano that's ruined by a horrendous wide eyed, high pitched performance from Nicoletta Elmi as the titular child that makes House by the Cemetery's Giovanni Frezza seem like Daniel Day-Lewis in comparison. Even decent turns from Richard Johnson and Joanna Cassidy can't save it. |
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