Rabid

 

Cronenberg's transparent attempt to vilify the 'free hugs' movement.

 

Horrors Of Malformed Men [Kyôfu kikei ningen: Edogawa Rampo zenshû/Horror Of A Deformed Man]

 

Amongst all the malformation, rampant bonking and incest perhaps the strangest thing on offer here is the unusually competent cop character, who not only understood everything but was able to explain it so that I also understood everything.

Feed

 

Promised to be a queasy view and then frequently delivered on that promise.

 

The Monster Squad

 

Zipped by in a rush of snappy dialogue and neat FX moments climaxing with Van Helsing giving me a thumbs up. It's always nice to have your existence validated by a fictional vampire hunter.

Dead Of Night

 

A superb compendium of stories that still chill sixty years on.

 

The Thing From Another World

 

A series of fast conversations, usually between scientists and soldiers, that are often interrupted by a scary silhouette bursting through a door.

 

Nosferatu The Vampyre [Nosferatu: Phantom der Nacht]

 

Faithful remake of the original, only now also bleak as fuck.

Do You Like Hitchcock? [Ti piace Hitchcock?]

 

A film student suspects that a local murder has been inspired by the plot of a Hitchcock movie, he then tediously wanders about an Italy populated by English people and refuses to have sex with his girlfriend until he's proven right. Well done, film student.

 

Rome Armed To The Teeth [Roma a mano armata/Assault With A Deadly Weapon/Brutal Justice/Tough Ones]

 

An episodic series of altercations between Punchy Cop and Crime that, although individually brilliant, never actually knit together to form anything coherent.

 

Stagefright: Aquarius [Deliria/Bloody Bird]

 

The shoddy dialogue and the irritating characters who take bloody ages to do anything are ably compensated for by the crazed owl waving power tools about.

 

Night Train Murders [Don't Ride on Late Night Trains/L'ultimo treno della notte/New House on the Left/Second House On The Left/Torture Train/Xmas Massacre]

 

A serviceable Last House On The Left replica with some very dodgy gender politics.

 

Goodbye 20th Century [Zbogum na dvaesetiot]

 

Seemed to be trying to say something profound but I didn't understand fucking anything. Not the incest, not the bloodshed, not the farting granny, nothing.

 

Detention

 

Three generations worth of pop culture references and roughly five movies worth of ideas all squashed into one loud technicolour scream.

 

Clive Barker Presents Saint Sinner

 

Expected stinker turns out to be fun, campy nonsense with one truly excellent defenestration.

 

Soylent Green

 

Charlton Heston plays a man thirty years younger in some hideous chauvinistic future where old men get excited about root vegetables and police captains haven't changed one bit.