Bawdy late 60s “Swinging London” comedy with plenty of dishy birds for you plonkers…whoa, wait a minute—it’s depressing as hell.
More hits than misses in this vintage 1980s four-part suspense/sci-fi/supernatural/horror anthology.
Keep ‘em locked and loaded, ladies. Ballsy, unapologetic rape revenge meller, with that sick, patented Stephen King black humor.
Strange, cold, perverse thriller from the golden age of disaster movies.
Another legend passes on. “My fiancees wheeeeel around the earth, one towards the sun, one towards the moon, and they eventually, in turn, come back to me. It’s geometrical. It’s poetic.”
It’s dumb, right? Remember 1984’s fun summer sci-fi flick, Dreamscape, where psychic Dennis Quaid could not only enter U.S. President Eddie Albert’s nuclear holocaust nightmares, but participate in them, and shape them into reality? Can’t be done, correct?
One of the holy grails of trash exploitation, finally available uncut!