"A sinister cabal of superior writers."
T. Rigney was specifically designed for the mass consumption of B-grade cinema from around the world. His roughly translated thoughts and feelings can be found lurking suspiciously at The Film Fiend, Fatally Yours, and Film Threat. According to legend, his chaotic, child-like scribblings have cured cancer on fourteen different life-supporting planets.
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Beware of British fire inspectors bearing fine cigars.
Want a cheap thrill with a few moments of inspired martial arts mayhem? Death Warrant will be more than happy to keep you company.
Though it's not perfect by any means, LovecraCked! is still a satisfying blend of surreal horror and off-beat sketch comedy.
Sonny Chiba pees his way into your heart.
John Frankenheimer's Prophecy is a silly '70s B-movie wrapped in a doomsday tale of environmental destruction at the hands of corporate America.
Idiocracy is never smart enough to be brilliant or too stupid to be horrible, yet calling it mediocre almost sells it short.
Not only do you get plenty of interesting fights and lots of nifty shoot-outs, you also get to witness The Dragon's patented angry face.
It's easily the brightest jewel in Henenlotter's warped crown, a strangely personal film that still bears the man's trademark weirdness.
Though it looks good and manages to give you a scare or two along the way, The Gravedancers is exactly what's wrong with modern ghost stories.
Those with a taste for the finer things in life definitely won't think much of this silly Gary Daniels actioner.
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