‘Devil’s Angels’ (1967): A well-written, thoughtful, lurid piece of exploitation
“Violence is their God… and they hunt in a pack like rabid dogs!”“Get out of their way…if you can!”
“Violence is their God… and they hunt in a pack like rabid dogs!”“Get out of their way…if you can!”
In a post-holiday mood for something light, I happened upon an older Warner Bros. Archive Collection disc of The Deadly Tower, NBC’s 1975 made-for-TV movie with Disney alumnus Kurt Russell starring as infamous University of Texas sniper, Charles Whitman.
Recently having endured the latest—and I pray to God last—James Bond abomination (no, I didn’t pay to see it, and yes, that DVD screener was later used as target practice), I was in desperate need of some corrective movie therapy. Stat. So…since that particular abortion, No Time to Die, decided to lift elements of an earlier… Read More ‘On Her Majesty’s Secret Service’ (1969): The best Bond, the best Bond girl, the best Bond movie
They say you can never go back home. But sometimes, it’s just what the doctor ordered to find yourself again.
It’s a story as old as the hills where it’s set, and that’s A-OK when you want some down home, feel-good holiday viewing.
Will the studio-sanctioned double-feature ever come back?
What’s wrong with men? Can’t they commit? Is sex all they want? For your answer, just ask the Diceman.
Well…after being tricked (and certainly not treated) by one of my rotten kids into enduring the new Halloween Kills nightmare (woefully, even comically inept…and no, I don’t find Jamie Lee “Witchie Poo” Curtis hot anymore), it was a dire necessity for my autumnal equilibrium to scare up some old-timey nostalgic Halloween fare.
Well, it’s that time of the year again…no, the anti-vaxx gulags aren’t quite ready yet. No, we’re talking about Halloween, so here at the darkened Movies & Drinks offices (the light bill check is in the mail, people. Jesus!), when the debt collectors quit pounding on the doors and the cleaners finally throw up their… Read More ‘The Devil’s Men’ (1976) & ‘Terror’ (1978): Acceptable fun for a Saturday night
He’s crude and he’s rude, and he’s another in a long line of Saturday Night Live underachievers at the big-screen box office. Now, you can catch MacGruber again on home video! Just don’t forget the celery…