Ben Saul (Scott Marlowe) is a reform school graduate who is starts classes at a public high school and wins over the students by buying beer for them and getting them into weed. He’s actually working for the syndicate and things start getting out of hand when a kid tries to hold up a gas station and gets killed. Of course, Ben starts getting high on his own supply and of course, he dies because that’s the moral of this movie.
This was produced by Elmer Rhoden Jr of the Kansas City-based Commonwealth Theaters, a prominent chain of motion picture theaters that needed low-budget teen exploitation films. The first movie he made, The Delinquents, was directed by Robert Altman. This would be the second film he made, which was directed by William Witney and written by Richard C. Sarafian.
It was picked up by American International Pictures and ended up being one of their bigger juvenile delinquent movies. It was so realistic that Richard Bakalyan and Dickie Jones were arrested by Kansas City police for vagrancy in between filming.
Xanadu was more than a flop. As part of a double bill with Can’t Stop the Music, it was the inspiration for the Golden Raspberry Awards, which recognize the worst films of the year. Yes, somehow a disco rollerskating remake of Down to Earth — itself the sequel to Here Comes Mr. Jordan — ended up being a critically reviled mess. Go figure.
The film was originally going to be a relatively low-budget roller disco picture. But as more prominent performers joined the production, it grew larger and larger in scope. Yet rollerskating improbably remained a recurring theme. Also, the strange mix of Jeff Lynne’s Electric Light Orchestra and Olivia Newton-John — along with Cliff Richard and The Tubes — made for an eclectic soundtrack that became a hit independent of the moribund status of the film that inspired it.
But hey — what do you want from a movie that quotes from Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s “Kubla Khan,” a poem written after a night of opium indulgence?
A large mural of the Nine Muses of Olympus comes to life, with women emerging from it and flying away. In the original script, Sonny Malone (Michael Beck from The Warriors, Megaforce and TV movie giallo lost gem Blackout) painted that mural, which makes sense. In the movie, it’s just the start of things as we follow one of those muses to Earth and meet Sonny as he’s about to give up on his dream of being an artist.
Sonny’s latest job is painting an album cover for a band called The Nine Sisters, which has a beautiful woman in front of an art deco auditorium, who just happens to look like the roller skater who kissed him and ran away. Sonny’s obsessed with her and learns that her name is Kira and well, she’s Olivia Newton-John and also one of the legendary Muses.
Later, Sonny befriends Daniel “Danny” McGuire (Gene Kelly!) who was once a big band leader but is now a construction mogul. Turns out he had a Muse once who looked just like Kira, who gets the two men to build a gigantic nightclub. For some reason, both of these guys got mad when they learned that the woman they love is some Olympian ideal.
Of course, Kira has gone against the Prime Directive and fallen in love, so shes called back to Xanadu, but Sonny can get there by roller skating as hard as he can through the mural. After debating her father Zeus, he and his wife Mnemosyne agree to allow Kira to return to Earth for a moment or maybe forever — you know, that whole time is different between the afterlife and here kind of conundrum.
Kira and the Muses perform at the new nightclub — also called Xanadu — before flying back to the real Xanadu. Yet a waitress who looks just like Kira stays behind, giving no easy answers.
Xanadu is the second movie of this week of musicals that features Adolfo Quinones, also known as the breakdancer Shabba Doo. You may remember him as Ozone in the two Breakin’movies. And one of the Muses is Sandahl Bergman, who would soon be amazing in movies like Conan the Barbarian and She. This is also strangely the second movie this week that John “Fee” Waybill and Vince Welnick of The Tubes showed up in.
Somehow, director Robert Greenwald emerged to create the celebrated TV movie The Burning Bed before starting a new career in the next century creative left wing documentaries like Outfoxed: Rupert Murdoch’s War on Journalism and Wal-Mart: The High Cost of Low Price.
Amazingly, this became a well-received musical years after it failed as a movie. Me, I remember Marvel Super Special #17, the comic book adaption and wondering why anyone would want to read it.
Xanadu is a movie that could only emerge in 1980. That said, it has some great songs like “Magic” and “Suddenly,” but somehow this is a musical that proves that you can make a bad movie from great songs. It’s all too much — too much skating, too much gloss, too much schmaltz. Yet there’s something to love under all that glitter.
Ella (Patricia Allison) is the punk daughter of the sheriff who just so happens to be the fastest gun in her island town. When her father (Bashir Salahuddin) is killed just after being warned that the people who killed his wife and son are back in town, she hopes that someone will get her justice. No one does and it feels like her father’s murder is being forgotten. Well, this may be set in the present, but it’s definitely a Western and it has a heroine who equals any man with a gun.
The state police, led by Sam Mayo (Adam Lustick) aren’t getting anything done. The new cop Hobbes (Arjun Gupta) is clueless and the mayor Calvin Whitney (Tate Donovan) may be behind it all. All Ella has is her weapon and her friend Townes (Myles Evans).
Directed by Max Isaacson and written by Tony Borden, this was filmed in Hawaii, where Paradise is located. It’s gritty at times yet covered in bright colors; Tia Carrere shows up as the boss of the bad guys, complete with an eye patch. I read one review that said that it can’t figure out what kind of movie it is. I disagree; it’s one that has so many influences yet emerges as a unique and exciting action film all its own.
Directed and written by Henry Darrow McComas (the writer of Wolfman’s Got Nards), this is the story of Sadie (Rachel Colwell) and Ed (Dillon Casey), a young couple who are barely getting along as they live the van life and travel across the U.S. Their travels take them to a camp run by the title character (Brooke Johnson) who is very much Mrs. Vorhees without the need for a son to rise from the lake two movies later. Then again, this ends with the hint of a sequel and gets supernatural.
I never wanted to go camping before this and certainly don’t want to now. The camp host has a series of rules — her life was ruined by those horrible kids that didn’t follow them, also it must be this place, this horrible place — and there’s one kill, in which a man climbs up out of one of those camp toilets covered in human excrement and looking like some kind of demon that would have made this an ironic film if it came out in 1980.
That said, I would never leave my dog at a killer camp and drive away. Obviously, Ed is a complete moron but he seems to get it together before the end. I really enjoyed this because it definitely leans into what you’re expecting before becoming what you’re not expecting. That’s a big swing and seeing that this is a Tubi Original, an even bigger one. Bring on The Camp Host 2.
Ted V. Mikels had the body of a Greek god with a giant handlebar mustache, lived in a castle in the Nevada desert populated with live-in women (his Castle wives) and made astoundingly crazy movies. He was a magician, acrobat and fire eater before he started making movies and once he began filming them, he left this planet with pieces of insanity such as Girl In Gold Boots, The Black Klansman, The Corpse Grinders, Blood Orgy of the She-Devils, The Doll Squad and many, many more.
Dr. DeMarco (the ever-job hungry John Carradine) gets fired by the space agency. Not NASA. The space agency. So he does what any of us do when we get downsized. No, he doesn’t develop a case of the shakes and contemplate how to kill himself so his wife can take advantage of his life insurance because he’s failed yet again.
He makes superhuman monsters from the body parts of innocent murder victims that can be controlled by flashlights to the side of the head.
That said, those undead, well, astro zombies get loose and the CIA and an international gang of spies all get mixed up.
This is Wendell Corey’s last film, an ignominious close if I ever saw one.
Wayne Rodgers, who would become a star on M*A*S*H* co-wrote and co-produced this movie, the last time he’d work with Mikels.
But come on. You’re watching this for Tura Satana. Seriously, of all the women to walk the millions of years on this Earth, there could be only one Tura, the women who studied martial arts so that she could go back and get revenge on the men who assaulted her as a child, like a living and breathing version of They Call Her One Eye.
“I made a vow to myself that I would someday, somehow get even with all of them. They never knew who I was until I told them,” said the goddess herself.
She also survived being shot, breaking her back in a car wreck and a wedding proposal from Elvis Presley. Seriously, my love for Tura Satana knows no boundaries.
She’s why I watched this movie.
As Glenn Danzig once sang in the song “Astro Zombies” — which more people know than probably this movie — “With just a touch of my burning hand, I’m gonna live my life to destroy your world. Prime directive, exterminate the whole fuckin’ race!” The Misfits were the perfect band to convey the junky charms of this film.
Ted V. Mikels lived the kind of life that most teenage boys dream of. He lived in a house that looked like a castle, made exploitation movies and lived with gorgeous women who wanted to be filmmakers that he referred to as Castle Ladies.
When the Lotus Cat Food Company finds itself going out of business, its owners Landau (Sanford Mitchell) and Maltby (J. Byron Foster), who decide to start using dead bodies from a graveyard for the source of their cat food. The cats then have a taste for man and start killing. Only veterinarian Howard Glass (Sean Kenney) and nurse Angie Robinson (Monika Kelly) can stop the wild cats.
Not only was this written by Arch Hall Sr. — the father of Arch Hall Jr. — the script was touched up by Joe Cranston — the father of Bryan Cranston.
Made just before Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill!, Motorpsycho has bikers Brahmin (Steve Oliver), Slick (Thomas Scott) and Rufus (F. Rufus Owens) assaulting women and killing their husbands. Their next victim is Gail Maddox (Holle K. Winters), the wife of veterinarian Cory Maddox (Alex Rocco). As he gets her to the hospital, the gang have already tracked their next victim, Ruby Bonner (Haji, who seriously seems to be some kind of goddess from another planet*), the way too young wife of Harry Bonner (Coleman Francis), who she hates with all her being. They’re both shot and left for dead, but Cory saves her and says he can take her as far as the next town. He wants to kill everyone who dared touch his wife.
There’s an incredible scene where a snake bites Cory and he demands that Ruby suck the poison out. It gets wild, let me tell you. “Suck it!” he keeps yelling. Man, Russ Meyer is anything but subtle.
I imagine that this story is taking place in the same desert as Pussycat! and we’re just lucky that the male bikers never met Varla, Rosie and Billie.
Haji’s real name was Barbarella Catton. Beyond the two Meyer movies mentioned already, she’s also in his movies Good Morning and… Goodbye!, Beyond the Valley of the Dolls and Supervixens. She started exotic dancing at the age of 14 and she wrote most of her dialogue in his movies. I’m overjoyed by the fact that she’s also in Demonoid, one of my favorite movies, as well as Wam Bam Thank You Spaceman, Bigfoot, and Ilsa, Harem Keeper of the Oil Sheiks, using the name Haji Cat. She continued performing in burlesque shows until a year before her death in 2013.
* I have evidence. She told Chris Poggiali, “I’ve always claimed that I’m just a visitor from another place, here to restore energy to my body. My mother was from another galaxy. She brought me here, and we settled in Quebec, but I’ve been here many times before that.”
Director and writer Greydon Clark had $50,000 and the idea to take Shampoo and make a black version, subverting blacksploitation by having its hero — Jonathan (John Daniels) — be a business owner instead of the expected criminal. The director of photography had a car accident and still said he would show up. He didn’t and the film’s gaffer, Dean Cundey, took over.
Mr. Jonathan’s is the most successful hair salon for women on the Sunset Strip and that’s because, well, every old and rich white woman in town is coming to get dicked down by Mr. Jonathan. There’s no other polite way to say it. Backed up by hairdressers Artie (Skip E. Lowe, the inspiration for Jiminy Glick) and Richard (Gary Allen), he lives the kind of life that Machete would later imitate.
He soon falls in love with his receptionist, Brenda (Tanya Boyd), who breaks his heart when she disappears. That’s because she’s been kidnapped by her ex, a white mobster, and Jonathan loses his mind after they tear up his shop and even sexually abuse his hairdressers. So he does what any of us would. He gets a chainsaw and kills everyone.
This is the kind of movie where a white woman looks at a nude black man and says, “Oh my God! Mr. Jonathan, it IS bigger and better!” Perhaps you will not be surprised by just how bad the depiction of its gay characters is. This was made in 1976 and that’s in my lifetime. Also: nearly everyone used stage names as it was non-union, so William Bonner is billed as Jack Meoff. That’s kind of the name you’d expect from a porn, but this feels like an adult movie for the first section — there’s a scene in which two young women in a pool seduce Mr. Johnathan before their mother mounts him and makes them watch — and then it becomes a romance before someone is sodomized with a curling iron and revenge comes with a pool cue, an axe and finally, that chainsaw in a gory climax no one saw coming.
Directed by Tom Mankiewicz, who wrote Diamonds Are Forever, Live and Let Die, The Man With the Golden Gun and the first two Superman movies, and written by Joseph Minion (After Hours, Vampire’s Kiss) and John Mankiewicz, “Loved to Death” is the first episode of season three.
“Dying for a date? Aching for a little prick of… (fires an arrow into the statue’s heart, which bleeds) -passion? Well, be careful what you what you wish for, or like the young man in tonight’s terror tale, you may just get it! I call this nauseating number: “Loved to Death.””
Edward Foster (Andrew McCarthy) is a screenwriter in love with an actress, Miranda Singer (Mariel Hemingway), who doesn’t notice him. However, his landlord Mr. Stronham (David Hemmings) gives him a love potion, but that only makes things worse, because now Miranda won’t stop loving him. The problem is that there love goes beyond until death do us part.
While many claim this is a remake of The Twilight Zone episode “The Chaser.” That was based on a story by John Collier, which Al Feldstein and William Gaines definitely stole for the story “Loved to Death” that was drawn by Jack Kamen and appears in Tales From the Crypt #25.
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