BLOOD SIMPLE
A quintessential American independent film from the eighties, and still a one-of-a-kind masterpiece
A quintessential American independent film from the eighties, and still a one-of-a-kind masterpiece
What is it about H.G. Lewis’s flicks that are so much fun? They’re not “good” by any stretch of the imagination—indeed, they’re often downright atrocious. Case in point: BLOOD FEAST, the first of Lewis’ gore epics
In the crowded arena of bad Nicole Kidman movies, this outrageously pretentious muddle deserves a special place of honor
A Troma sponsored no-budgeter worth viewing for its stunningly demented opening—a kid’s dad dies after getting caught in a bear trap and the tyke responds by cutting open the elder’s belly and happily removing his organs!—and closing sequences
A quirky sea monster splatter fest from director Larry Fessenden that’s not nearly as terrible as its early reception suggests, although it’s still far from Fessenden’s best work
This Missouri lensed no-budgeter from the eighties is real oddity: a hallucinatory horror movie set in Colonial America
A nineties indie interesting for its experimental aspects and the way it slyly recalls the old dark castle horrors of old
This is the already-infamous indie that was filmed surreptitiously at Walt Disney World. The film is fairly affecting, although the crummy final third does it in
This is the most famous movie directed by the late Paul Bartel, a highly successful indie black comedy about sex, murder and cannibalism
One of the signature films of France’s Francois Ozon, who’s turned in a sexy and absorbing psychological chiller