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If these things stir your blood as they do mine, then you've come to the right place...

 

 

NEW REVIEWS:

Attack of the Puppet People (1958)
Drunken Tai Chi (1984)
Journey to the Seventh Planet (1962)
The Lair of the White Worm (1988)
The Lost Missile (1958)
RoboCop (2014)
Thomasine and Bushrod (1973)

 

 

OTHER NEWS:

So after doing this for ten years, I finally decided to sell out just enough to defray (I hope...) some of my hosting costs. Each of these latest reviews includes a link to the movie's page on Amazon.com, and I get a little kickback every time one of you is fool enough to click through and buy the disc or tape; I'll be going back to add similar links to old reviews as time permits. To be honest, I'm a little uncomfortable with this change, but I get enough mail from people asking where to shop for this or that film that I think my readers will get something out of it, too. I'm going to miss all those inexplicable e-mails inquiring after In the Shadow of Kilimanjaro, though, once I've completed back-fitting the ads...

 

 

NEXT TIME:

Did you know that Universal once made a sex-scandal melodrama that was also a psycho-horror film that was also a juvenile delinquent picture that was also this close to being a roughie? It's true! Also true: the second-best Star Trek movie isn't a Star Trek movie at all, and somebody kinda-sorta made a were-cicada film in the early 80's. Meanwhile, look out for a blaxploitation double feature, an early American pseudo-giallo, and the first time I can remember Hollywood calling upon Rutger Hauer to be anything other than terrifying.

 

 

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