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Shaw Brothers takes on the WIP film. As strange a combination as it sounds.
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Shaw Brothers takes on the WIP film. As strange a combination as it sounds.
The cheapest Island of Doctor Moreau ever committed to film, and one of the most watchable.
The sex comedy that funded the entire boom. Historically important, hard going.
The first shot-on-video horror feature, blown up to 35mm and just as ugly as that sounds.
A Shaw wuxia that turns into a slasher, with lanterns made of human skin.
Rudy Ray Moore makes a deal with the Devil to come back from the dead. Deranged and delightful.
Meiko Kaji before Toei, leading a girl gang through Nikkatsu's coolest delinquent picture.
No plot. A stuntman and a prog band. Exists purely so Grant Page can work.
A Turkish barbarian, his wolf, and the most beloved rubber octopus in world cinema.
Suzzanna, Indonesia's horror queen, wronged by a whole village and collecting on the debt.
Cirio Santiago's Manila blaxploitation at full tilt, remembered for one fight staged in the dark.
Exactly what it says, at half the pace you want.
Shaw Brothers black magic: worms, curses and a Taoist priest fighting a Thai sorcerer.
The definitive Doris Wishman roughie: grimy, deranged, and edited by someone allergic to faces.
Fukasaku again, arguing the two categories in the title are the same.
The homegrown Yeşilçam pulp: a skeleton-suited supervillain lifted wholesale from Italian comics.
One of the most profitable independents ever made. Nastier than its reputation.
A slow-burn gothic in a nursing home. Much better than its obscurity suggests.
Al Adamson's grimiest, shot partly where the Manson family was living.
Ninety minutes of restrained Shaw revenge, then twenty of rotting-corpse insanity.
A young model is stalked after a nude shoot. A slow-burn Australian thriller with a real sense of dread.
Bruce Lee is cloned three times to fight crime. Bruce Le, Bruce Lai and Dragon Lee, together at last.
The girls-with-guns spy picture Tarantino keeps name-checking, and rightly.
A flamboyant pimp fights to stay on top as everything closes in. Sharper and sadder than most.
Four men maimed by a tyrant learn to fight through their disabilities. Chang Cheh at his most inventive.
A biracial cop pairing hunts jewel thieves in Detroit. Tarantino re-released it for a reason.
Wakamatsu wires the pink film to a detonator and steps back.
A decapitated warlock's head, still working. Naschy wrote it himself.
Suppressed by Toei for decades. Butoh dancing, an island, and total delirium.
Zombie bikers, toad worship and George Sanders' last film. As English as horror gets.
The Canadian Deliverance, and grimmer than the nickname promises.
Every monster at once, all of them on a budget of nothing. Delightful.
Herschell Gordon Lewis invents the roughie the same year he invents gore. Busy man.
Bunta Sugawara as pure appetite. The jitsuroku style arriving fully formed.
The most deranged thing Shaw Brothers ever paid for, and it never slows down to explain itself.
Late-cycle Castellari. Everyone is exhausted and it shows productively.