Ahh, so it was the same guy (well an impersonator anyway)… of course I’m a big wrestling mark so I perk up at the mention of vampire killing luchadores. JCVH also had a musical number in it as well, IIRC… I wonder how much of the Santos movie mythos they were “making homage” to…
Thanks for that link too, BTW-- it’s really great! There’s an blurb for a Sentai-Lucha movie on there that looks like it could either be a great movie or a candidate for this thread, however… ^_^;;
All I have to say is Breakin’ 2 Electric Boogaloo. Which I’m proud to say I own now on DVD. Maybe the worst/best movie I’ve seen in my life… STarring Shabadoo and Boogaloo Shrimp… The Sequel to the hit 1980s movie, “Breakin” two young break dancers, Turbo and O-Zone try to save their afterschool Break dancing center for children known as Miracles, which slightly resembles a day-glow Taj Mahal. After failed attempts, from saving it from being made into a mini-mall, they do fund raising such as car washes and a show in the streets to save millions of dollars to save the building. Which has failed all health inspection codes. Special guest appearace from a very young Ice-T.
“Breakin” has not yet been released on DVD, but B2EB has. I ask, why???
All I have to say is Breakin’ 2 Electric Boogaloo. Which I’m proud to say I own now on DVD. Maybe the worst/best movie I’ve seen in my life… STarring Shabadoo and Boogaloo Shrimp… The Sequel to the hit 1980s movie, “Breakin” two young break dancers, Turbo and O-Zone try to save their afterschool Break dancing center for children known as Miracles, which slightly resembles a day-glow Taj Mahal. After failed attempts, from saving it from being made into a mini-mall, they do fund raising such as car washes and a show in the streets to save millions of dollars to save the building. Which has failed all health inspection codes. Special guest appearace from a very young Ice-T.
“Breakin” has not yet been released on DVD, but B2EB has. I ask, why???
Geez- Baggins111, you’re bashing some of my favorite flicks! I was going to let you get away with Glen or Glenda, which I truly enjoyed, not just in a so-bad-it’s good way, either, but The Forbidden Zone? Come on! The songs are great, especially the queen’s big solo number, and “bim bam boom” When I pitch it to people at my video store (see, I’m prejudiced), I tell them it’s like a combination of a thirties cartoon, a stage musical and a drug fantasy, with Danny Elfman music. When I first saw it, i had no expectations going in, and wasn’t that impressed, but it really grows. Everyone else out there, don’t let this guy sour you! I’ve rented it to about 10 people in the last 3 months (since the doors opened) and have had no complaints, but a lot of raves!
Obviously, everyone is entitled to their opinion, but I couldn’t let the last word on The Forbidden Zone be so durn negative!
I’ve seen lots of bad films. But there is only one movie that made me honestly want to swear off film forever. It was so bad it actually nearly invalidates the entire existance of the medium. In fact, it would almost be worth film never having been invented to prevent this from have being made.
Picture senior year of college- the big hotshot senior seminar. Just a classroom of fifteen hardcore film scholars, and one very excellent teacher. She showed us wonderful stuff throughout the class, so none of us were prepared for…
Song of Ceylon
Maybe I should explain. There is a school of feminist thought that thinks that the only non-sexist movies will be plotless, ugly and generally bad. This was a great theory, but few filmmakers were eager to put it into practice.
Song of Ceylon featured a few different themes. First is long periods (were talking a minute plus) of pure black and pure white. Then there is a family portrait. And a pair of feet danceing on a chair with a radio nearby. Finally, there are endless close ups of still hands on a black background. Sometimes different hands would come in and reposition the hands.
The entire soundtrack was some guy reading an account of a ceremony to excorsize demons.
The “movie” randomly switched back and forth between these motifs for two hours. No plot. Very little movement. No interplay between the soundtrack and the image.
By then end of class only three people (and remember, these are all dedicated scholars, who are used to watching bad films, and who know it will be pretty obvious to the instructor if they leave) were left in the room.
Frankenhooker was GREAT. One of the best comedy/horror movies out there.
I saw this movie once that my parents rented, I only caught about 10 minutes of it but it was very very bad. All I can say to describe it is that in film quality it looked like a made-for-TV movie from the 70s, and involved some modern-day cowboy and his big-haired female companion fighting organ thieves.
If anyone can tell me the name of this movie, I’d be very thankful. I kinda want to see it from the beginning.
Frankenhooker was GREAT. One of the best comedy/horror movies out there.
I saw this movie once that my parents rented, I only caught about 10 minutes of it but it was very very bad. All I can say to describe it is that in film quality it looked like a made-for-TV movie from the 70s, and involved some modern-day cowboy and his big-haired female companion fighting organ thieves.
If anyone can tell me the name of this movie, I’d be very thankful. I kinda want to see it from the beginning.
Let us not forget director Peter Greenaway and his bizzare **The Pillow Book ** with its style-over-substance mania that Kenneth Tynan called “an air of smug pretension and a cold and gleeful delight in the poetry of excess.”
Pretty but vapid, with such charming scenes as a man using skin from his dead (male) lover to cover a book, and in the privacy of his own home … licking it.
Tons o’flaccid male nudity, a bit of twisted revenge, lots of scenes of people painting calligraphy on other nude people. Yep, it’s all here, complete with flat monotone speakiing voices and look-at-me cinematography, including oddly split screens, faux significant on-screen labels and commentary, etc.
But, hey, don’t take my word for it. These are taken from the “external reviews” tab at the IMDB:
At this point in his career, I feel my admiration for Greenaway no longer outweighs my impatience with the rigorously deliberate tedium of his recent films.—San Francisco Examiner
He’s [Greenaway] the grown-up version of a boy with a bee, a bottle and a razor blade. He can slice that insect into several sections – which he will dutifully catalogue in a grimy notebook – but it won’t occur to him that the bee is in agony. — Washington Post