Die, Danger, Die, Die, Kill!

Last week I had the opportunity to see Golden Slumbers , Davy Chou’s powerful documentary about the brief golden age of Cambodian popular...

People have on occasion asked me whether it’s harder to write about good films or bad ones, and the answer is neither. Both types of film...

Tonight’s Drive-In Mob shines like gold and smells like feet, as we delve into the two 1960s spy spoofs starring mob favorite Vincent Price...

Over at Teleporty City I’ve just posted a review of The Sound of Wonder! , a compilation of Pakistani film music from the 1970s with an emp...

[It’s funny how we never see Kilink on 4DK without Tars Tarkas lurking around somewhere in the background. It’s enough to make one think...

I would be the last person to suggest that making screen caps from movies was in itself some form of art. Yet, at the same time, I do put a...

In a colorblind society, Blacula and Dr. Black would simply be citizens who just so happened to be monsters. In this society, however, their...

I freely admit to jumping on the Frank Agrama bandwagon, spurred on by posts from such reliable sources as the Mondo Macabro blog and lo...