This is pretty much the greatest movie ever

Kung Fury finally came out this month, it's only 30 minutes, and it's available on youtube. Do yourself a favor and be blasted with a wave of retro 1980s cheese.

Color Me Blood Red (1965)



Color Me Blood Red was the last of the Lewis-Friedman produced Exploitation films of the 60's. Filmed in Sarasota, Florida in 1965, this final installment of Their groundbreaking Blood Trilogy was, for the most part, back to basics after the surprisingly successful epic, Two Thousand Maniacs. This new turkey would be a bit more simplistic like Blood Feast. But gorier, dumber, and while not nearly as legendary, alot more fun in my opinion.

Adam Sorg has many problems. One of which is that he's a complete douchebag who is always picking on his stupid but hot girlfriend for no reason. He also seems to always be on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Adam is wound tighter than a cheap watch, as they say. Even daily water-bike rides on the ocean outside his sweet beach house isn't enough to make this dickhole happy. Worst of all, Adam Sorg is a famous painter who has seemed to have lost his touch, and hasn't put out anything worth bragging about in some time. Pressure from his art dealer forces Adam to think outside the box, and come up with something truly original.

And when he accidentally cuts his finger on a nail, it finally comes to him. Blood is a really beautiful shade of red. So much so, that he could probably get away with using it to paint any piece of sh!t he wants and it would probably be a big hit. Which actually turns out to be the case. After hours of using his own blood, and nearly passing out, Adam is once again, forced to think outside the box. And since the stupid, hot girlfriend has been exceptionally irritating today, and she is HERE, why not just stab her in the head, drain her of all blood, and bury the corpse apprroximately a foot and a half in the sand outside on the beach? Holy bananas! Sounds like a plan! But then again, there's not THAT much blood in the human body. So, this might have to become a regular thing. And being that Adam is a douchebag who has recently gone insane, it seems about the right time for a killing spree.

Color Me Blood Red is most everyone's third favorite of the trilogy. But unlike the previous two installments, the so bad it's goodness seems to come solely from the ridiculous dialogue written by Lewis and Friedman in a matter of hours. And it shows.Jokes so unfunny that they're actually kind of funny. The mad painter teasing "F words" and "S words", yet never delivering for seemingly no reason. Dialogue that sounds like it was written by old people who watched too much Leave It To Beaver. Take away the gore and Color Me Blood Red IS Leave It To Beaver. I don't know about you, but I love that show. And I love gore. As long as it took this movie to grow on me, I've come to appreciate it for what it is. Color Me Blood Red is a perfect example of a bad movie being so oblivious to how lame and silly it is, that it's actually a little endearing. This isn't Herschell's worst be a mile, but still bad in all the right ways.

But in such a bad movie with bad dialogue, one would think the acting would leave a little to be desired. But not so. Especially our bloodthirsty villain, theater actor, Gordon Oas-Heim. By far, the most talented actor to play a villain in a Herschell Gordon Lewis movie. Not that that's saying much. Just sayin'. Some time before this film's release, Herschell Lewis and his long time producer parted ways, Herschell would go on to direct several more gore films. Some better than this one, and some worse. But none would have that special Florida gore magic of Blood Feast, Two Thousand Maniacs, and Color Me Blood Red. As corny as it may be, at times, this film was the end of an era. 6/10



#Review

An Introduction, Finally

It's about time I did one of these. Anyway, I've known the creator of this site, Renzo_Capetto for some time now. We met on the IMDb forums back in 2006 or so. I used to post there all the time, especially back in my high school days when I was anti-social. I don't post there anymore, but still use the site to rate films, watch trailers, look up people, stuff like that. I took time off from being on the internet so much to focus on college and other junk, and figured this site was better to join than going back to IMDb to post.

I'm a nice, laid back guy who isn't really offended by anything and who's also weird and geeky, but I'm not ashamed of that. I'm also weird in the sense that I hate people, and love people too; a dissonance for sure. The reason for it is that I think people can suck, but people can also be aweome. The awesome people of course are the ones who make the world a better place by doing good or creating awesome art and/or entertainment. In the case of this site, awesome trash. In my free time, I watch flicks and TV shows, play the occasional video game, read, write, masturbate (hey, just being honest!), play guitar and drums (when I'm motivated enough) and do whatever I can to entertain myself. I work full time (usually) at a grocery store and make $14 an hour. Not the best gig in the world, but the pay is great for such an easy job. I'm hoping I can post here as often as I can and see what kind of trashy flicks I should watch!

So, it's come to this...

I'm more or less checked out of imdb, though I've not deleted my account there and may return for the October Challenge or to host the December one I don't have much time/energy to watch films during the week and post there to the sort of standard I established for myself. I was feeling like posting there was more of an obligation than because I was really engaged in horror and weirdness and the community and I just wasn't having fun the way I used to. But I do still watch a fair amount of horror and weirdness and general trash and I do like to chat about it and the metal blog I follow and Facebook group I post in aren't entirely appropriate fora even though several members do dig similar stuff. So here I am.

In general BloodWank news, work is going swimmingly, it provides me with plentiful free books, reasonably stimulating tasks and lots of time to think in a cheerful, stress free environment. Working in a large publishers library with a small staff of sane, intelligent people and rarely having to deal with the general public is pretty much living the dream for me. Other than working and reading I've gotten back into going to gigs and not only have been blown away by the likes of Horna, Grave Miasma and Melechesh but have made a lovely music buddy and may go to Bloodstock with her and her friends.

Recent viewing has included Mad Max: Fury Road (wooooo!!!), Unfriended (not great but unexpectedly tasty at times), Back in Action and Tough and Deadly (Billy Blanks and Roddy Piper make a great team!), The Perfect Weapon and Street Knight (Jeff Speakman should have made more waves, he was fun) and Der Todesking (a little disappointing but worth it for the moments of visual poetry, gnarly knob chopping and a great score).

How goes the Universe here?

I text people.

These are some of the recent drunk texts I've sent:

"Aerosmith, and the only other thing in the world that isn't Aerosmith, a marshmallow, had a standoff. They stood face to face. "You'll never be Aerosmith," said Aerosmith. "You'll never be a marshmallow" said the marshmallow. They stood there like that for, like, forever."

MY FRIEND REPLIED:
"It was the best infinite stand off concert to ever happen becuz it's still happening and always will be"

I REPLIED:
"Far superior to the feud of the south-going zax and the north-going zax. Are you familiar with that Dr. Suess story? With the zax?"

HE REPLIED:
Nope.

I REPLIED:
Then eat shit, puke it into a stanktwat, suck it back out, have syphillis, be stuck constantly in a concentration camp, watch the movie The Sixth Sense over and over, have boiling water poured on your head, you suck and i hate you, get driven over by an el camino, put a crowbar in your sweatpores, or just read the story. Eat your mom's pussy/cunt.

Eat a live duck, feathers and all. Or read the story. Slam your head to death on your kitchen table. Or read the story. Have a million gallons of silicone injected into your earlobes. You're not my friend any more. Fuck you. Or read the story. GET RAPED. Or read the story.

I don't know about you, but...

I don't want to do anything, ever. 😎

The Evil Dead series is in production

This news is music to my ears. Even better knowing that Joseph LoDuca is coming back to do the music. I fucking LOVE the music in those movies. Also, Bruce is back in shape for it. Recent pics show he isn't fat anymore, and we all loved Bruce back when he was more adventurous. If you've ever seen My Name is Bruce, that's a perfect example of how lazy he's gotten. He does almost nothing physical in that movie.

Recent pics also show the oldsmobile is coming back. 😄

Does anyone care about Evil Dead as much as I do?

Trash Epics' Favorite Anthologies

I was watching Cat's Eye last night, and it was pretty fun. Even for a PG-13 film. Anthologies are always fun because you don't have to commit to a long story. You're usually watching it for a small dose of the mad and macabre, and usually some sort of twist ending.

Film or TV, what are your favorites?

Be so kind as to rate these titles to form a more accurate
Trash Epics Favorite Anthologies list.
https://junkepics.com/film/?tags=anthology&sort=value

David Hasselhoff is a True Survivor

I can't believe this movie still hasn't come out yet.



#MusicVideo #Total80sCheese

Drunken Werewolves Done Right!

WolfCop is a movie that sounds both awesome and retarded at the same time. Don't be fooled though, because it makes for one hell of an entertaining werewolf film, that's destined to become a cult classic.

The plot is pretty simple, yet the execution is very well done. A police officer who's always drinking on and off duty, is transformed into a werewolf by a Satanic ritual, but he's got a little more control over his affliction. This is probably due to the booze, which to him is like spinach is to Popeye.

The Wolf Man? Dark Shadows? Werewolves on Wheels? Now those movies did werewolves right! Humanoid werewolves and not just turning into an actual wolf. Am I the only one who hates that shit? Well, WolfCop is definitely a humanoid werewolf, and the transformation scenes are pretty kickass. This movie is filled with enough blood and gore for us horror fans, but it definitely has a strong sense of humor that doesn't go overboard ever. It's a wonderful mix of style and camp that somehow works perfectly for what it is. WolfCop!

A definite trash epic, right here... I'll close with one question... When do you actually get to see the werewolf sensually fucking Little Red Riding Hood? ... WolfCop!