Dead & Buried
Stan Winston effects and a good twist. Underseen.
479 entries. Curated, not exhaustive. A short shelf of things worth knowing about beats a long one nobody can navigate.
Stan Winston effects and a good twist. Underseen.
Lenzi recycling other films' footage into a Jonestown story. Grim work.
Daiei's cut-price answer to Godzilla. A flying turtle. Children loved it.
93 cars destroyed for real. The director broke his own ankles. Worth it.
The biker cycle's Jack Nicholson entry, shot by Laszlo Kovacs and a cut above the AIP norm.
Freda walked off Italy's first sound horror; Bava finished it. The whole euro-gothic shelf starts here.
Where Kill Bill got most of its ideas, including the snow.
Kobayashi and Mifune against feudal authority again. It builds slowly and then it does not stop.
Tobe Hooper does a carnival slasher. A deformed killer, a hall of mirrors, and real dread.
Four Robert Bloch stories, Cushing and Lee on hand, and barely a drop of the title's blood.
Bava and Christopher Lee doing sadomasochism the censors did not catch.
The eyepatch Tarantino copied. Contains real hardcore inserts and a real animal death.
Hammer's last gasp. Christopher Lee said it finished the studio off.
Fred Williamson in a cape. Castellari doing Warriors on a Roman budget.
A gunfighter mentors a despised young man, then has to face what he created. Van Cleef at his best.
Sollima's smartest western: watch a decent man discover he likes it.
Divine's crime spree as performance art. Waters at his most focused and vicious.
Romero's vampire film. A boy who needs blood, and no fangs, cape or certainty that he is one.
A deaf runaway searches for her brother in Haight-Ashbury. Nicholson with a ponytail and a band.
Paul Schrader script, and the last twenty minutes are perfect.
A teen suspects his rich family are not human. The finale proves it, wetly.
An acclaimed animator's fairytale about a noblewoman and a well-equipped forest beast, banned on sight.
Hammer's best occult film. Lee as the hero for once, and enjoying it.
Abel Ferrara's debut. More interesting as a document of downtown New York.
Reeves again, with underwater battle scenes Bava shot uncredited.
Corbucci's Zapata western. A Polish gun-for-hire, a peasant revolutionary, and Jack Palance in a frock.
H.G. Lewis, a Southern town, and gore effects that predate everyone.
Two giant humanoid brothers, one good, one savage, tear up Japan. Weirdly beloved, and Brad Pitt's favourite.
Vincent Price with the camp removed. Reeves died at 25, a year later.
American giallo in Catholic New Jersey. Genuinely disturbing and well acted.
Fulci does psychedelia. The dog scene got him prosecuted.
Three hours, a bamboo forest, and a Cannes prize. Barely exploitation.
Pam Grier's arrival. Jack Hill knows exactly what he has.
The film that invented the Amicus anthology, dealt out as tarot on a train.
Mostly fake, entirely cynical, and a rental-shop legend regardless.
Late, strange, half-sung by a folk narrator. Castellari's best film.