Monster of the Day

So after The Chilling we had a run of non-horror, with two sci-fi films, Michael Crichton's Runaway and the Don Johnson starrer A Boy and His Dog, followed by The Apple. All OK to good movies in their ways, but I'd seen them all before and don't love any of them. Then it was…

So...Hard Rock Zombies. What can I say about it. Nothing. It was like 2 or 3 in the morning, and I saw the title (playing right after another made for video horror film from the same era) and napped through it. I'm sure it was great.

So having gotten to the Plan 9 slot it was time to kick off the horror block. We started with Demonic Toys, one of several "small menace" series run by Charles Band's Full Moon Productions: Puppet Master, Demonic Toys, Dollman, Dolls, etc. I've said before that Band was the Roger Corman of the 80s…

  Let me start by saying that I truly, deep in my heart appreciate the youngsters who take all the time from their other campus pursuit to being each year's B-Fest to life. This was a particularly lively crew this year, and you could feel the love they had for the event. Their work…

I'm too tired to think of  a joke, so have at it, guys. So, I'm not dead or anything. I was felled by a spring cold for a few days, though. Great timing, since I still wasn't caught up at work from Basement and B-Fests. Oh, well, there you go. Back to detailing B-Fest…

So, B-Fest back in the day ended with a Godzilla movie. They were fun and colorful and loud and woke everyone up before the trip home. Basement Fest continues that tradition. This time it was Son of Godzilla, one of my first Godzillas and one I deeply, deeply love. (As does Rev, as it…

So we went old school for last Friday's Watch Party, viewing Man Beast, a *gasp, choke* Jerry Warren movie from 1956. Running a scant 60 minutes, it was surprisingly non-painful, considering all the rock climbing stock footage and it's quite evident bargain basement budget. The plot, which touches on Yeti breeding with human women…

Following a sumptuous breakfast break at Walker Bros., a place that really knows what they're about (I was especially tickled by several families having brought their kiddies in their PJs. Is that a thing now?), we returned to Chez Holly and Paul to resume our cinematic activities. First up was the Rev's choice, Who…

In scheduling Basement Fest I try to follow a classic (i.e., out of date) B-Fest format. So midnight-ish is the "Plan 9" slot. Then the next slot is what I call the brain melter slot. Because it's a good slot for surrealistic and/or nonsensical movies because it's late and the movies have been running…