Beamer wrote on Sep 13, 2024, 17:20:
Toxic Avenger was a favorite series when I was a kid, but it's rough now. Not rough as in production values, which is what you expect from Troma, but rough as in "who the hell thought that was a good idea." Which is the point, but limits have shifted in some places but not others over the past 35 years, expectedly.
I tend to watch movies in the context of the era in which they were made. For example, I recently found a good, clean, high quality rip of
The Birth of a Nation that someone had clearly done a lot of restoration work on. Is it racist as Hell? Oh yes. Was it then? Also yes but it was much, much more acceptable when it was filmed than it is today. I'd not watched it previously but had read a lot about it. So I watched it.
Back on to cheesy 80s horror flicks:
The Wraith - 80s metal, 80s cars, and 80s sensibilities. What's not to love?
They Live - Vapid, rampant consumerism, world government conspiracies, and Rowdy Roddy Piper chewing scenery like a fat kid tears into candy.
Galaxy of Terror - Delightfully terrible horror knock-off of
Star WarsLifeforce - Space vampires, synth music and, best of all, a very naked Mathilda May for a very long time. Chef's kiss. No notes.
Night of the Comet - Probably
the definitive 80s post-apocalyptic, mindless consumerism mocking, zombie movie.
Puppet Master - Full Moon Productions at the height of their glory days with stop motion killer puppets.
Bad Taste - Peter Jackson's gonzo take on a horror movie with so much blood, your local Red Cross is red with envy.
The Slumber Party Massacre - Another iconic 80s horror movie featuring scantily clad babes, a psycho with a penchant for killing with a drill, and a guitar that is also a murderous drill.
Ghoulies - Low budget horror's answer to
Gremlines. Gory, cheesy, and tasteless. But so very "so bad it's good".
That's enough for now, I think.
"Just take a look around you, what do you see? Pain, suffering, and misery." -Black Sabbath, Killing Yourself to Live.
“Man was born free, and he is everywhere in chains” -Jean-Jacques Rousseau
Purveyor of cute, fuzzy, pink bunny slippers.