Do books and movies make you want to do things like razor-slash shoplifters and axe your landlord’s daughter? In Dario Argento’s Tenebre, Peter Neal’s books inspire a violent killing spree. Well. I once knew a guy who torched a church because of black metal. So the answer is: YES.
Have you ever lusted for hot, bloody summer camp sex (no bra) because of Sleepaway Camp? Have you ever wanted to try prostitution because it looked so glam on Elisabeth Shue? It can be as simple as wishing you were shipwrecked in the Blue Lagoon with your naked crush. Or as tragic as being with a guy because he reminds you of Sid Vicious (and maybe even wishing he will stab you one day).
Media inspires us. And if it doesn’t inspire you, you are probably really boring and not bangable. But guess WHAT? Inspiration is everywhere. Like in the News. How many of you are totally inspired to write a steamy coke sex fan fic about Rob Ford?
As an undisputed master of cinema, Akira Kurosawa wasn’t the kind of guy who you imagined would fuck around. As such, in 1957 he decided to take on a work by an author who ranks among the upper echelons of literary and cultural significance by British standards. Shakespeare’s Macbeth is one of the darkest plays the Bard ever wrote and Throne of Blood is what would happen if you took the story and set it in feudal Japan instead of the Middle Ages of Scotland. Cultural, geographical and era-specific differences aside, both the original play and Kurosawa’s film prove that the elements of the story transcend petty boundaries and reinforce that a thirst for power is a human trait, regardless of when or where it occurs.
This year marks the 40th anniversary of the cult horror film The Wicker Man. The original print was butchered by its doomed UK distributor to fit on double bills. There is a whole under story of how things went wrong for this movie but it has been written about many times. But this year a 4k transfer of the second edit is released as the final uncut version of the movie. So it is great to see it back in the cinema again. There is also a limited vinyl release of 500 copies of the soundtrack, which I think sold out within a day. It’s beautifully packaged with a striking design by Richey Beckett.
I am unashamedly obsessed with the movie, I even named my daughter after a character in it. Along with countless other fans, I am of the opinion that there is no better horror film. No maniac with a chainsaw near a cabin in the woods, but a very original, sinister storyline which incorporates ancient pagan beliefs in sacrifice and fertility rites. Which makes for an intelligent debate between two conceptions of life grounded in faith. There are of course other horror films that explore the subject of god-fearing people and the occult too.
DIRECTOR: ALAN CLARKE
STARRING: GARY OLDMAN
Alan Clarke’s 1988 film ‘The Firm,’ is one of those deeply British pictures that, reminiscent of gritty American cinema from the 70s, leaves an imprint on viewers for long after the film’s end. Just as ‘Threads,’ showed the world that ‘made-for-TV’ productions can be just as, if not more powerful than theatrical releases, ‘The Firm,’ is a taut, violent and socially poignant short film about soccer hooligans in the midst of an escalating dispute. A picture like ‘The Firm,’ isn’t anything unexpected from Clarke, whose other films include ‘Scum,’ ‘Elephant,’ and ‘Made In Britain,’ all unflinching portraits of British middle class tragedy.
I’m not going to even say too much, other than here is a classic movie for Dario Argento fans. CVLT Nation is now showing “Tenebre”!
If you’re someone who listens to critics or reads up on film, then you might be aware of Bring Me The Head Of Alfredo Garcia. Often making “Worst Films of All Times” kind of lists, it’s one of those films that is a cultural oddity, the title pops up here and there, now and then, probably because it’s so unique, definitive and has “cvlt B-movie” written all over it. It’s a film that didn’t really make a big impact when it was released and copped a lot of shit both then and throughout the years since. Not that any of that really matters of course, because if you’re like me and you’ve seen and liked this film, then you’ll probably agree that it’s fucking awesome.
The other day, I wrote on Twitter that RedEye knows DICK about periods. I was really annoyed because I was on a total rampage and it was like, Duh! I’m on my period, dude. It’s a get out of jail free card. At least, it should be.
I’m torn on the whole “period” thing because for the longest time I insisted that I didn’t suffer from PMS or any menstrual symptoms. There is nothing more aggravating than when some dude dismisses you because you’re on the rag. But THEN I started getting really insane cramps. Cramps that make you want to KILL, and even five million Advil won’t smother them.
Sure, it’s shitty when guys blame EVERYTHING on PMS. But it’s kind of awesome, too, because it means you can pass the buck.
Ginger Snaps is all about periods. Remember when getting your period was the worst thing EVER? We called it “the curse.” I cried because I couldn’t believe I had to deal with this shit for the REST OF MY LIFE (at least, the rest of my young, fertile life, before my womb curls up and crumbles away like a sunlit vampire).
The first movie series that spoke to me as a young human were the Star Wars trilogy. So when I saw this visual mashup from Jeff Bennett, where he took the famous paintings of the late Thomas “Painter of Light” Kinkade and added in Star War themes, I got mad hyped. So stop what you are doing and step into the new universe called War On Kinkade…May the force be with you!
CVLT Nation is happy to announce a new monthly column courtesy of The Secret’s Michael Bertoldini, Giallo Italiano, which will explore some of the best movies of the Giallo genre.
My first contact with Giallo happened at an early age. It was probably 1987 or 1988 and finally the first VHS movie rental shop had opened down the street to my house.
This was way before we had Blockbuster in Italy and this place was a pretty small, crappy shop that smelled of plastic, with a bored, sketchy, uncaring guy behind the counter. From what I can remember their stuff was divided by genre and basically every wall had its own section. Dramas, Comedies, Horrors and a tiny room divided from the rest of the shop with a V.M. 18 tag on top of the door that I later found out was the Porn section.
I’m not going to say much other than here is a cult classic for zombies! Day of the Dead (1985) now showing below!
Go HERE to watch Day of the Dead (1985)!