The party starts 6:30pm. Be there early to get your Shaun Luu horrorfest tickets. Wear your nametags to get in for $5, and a very special guest will be with us. The very talented Timothy Johnson who did the awesome special effects for Pervert and he is also one of the producers. Come early to meet him and shoot the shit about the movie and any Mary Carey questions.
Here is the film line up and times. I had to change the lineup for our special guest. Be there early cause "Pervert" is first.
Here is the update.
The movie line up is
7pm - "Pervert" - Special introduction with Timothy Johnson - SPFX and Producer. He is bringing original props and other special items from the movie. After the movie he will do a short Q & A and limited edition signed DVDs will be avail. He also has some nice Mary Carey stories.
For a bio on Tim Johnson - http://www.pervertthemovie.com/images/bio_timVFX.gif
Plot outline to movie: A college student spends the summer at his father’s remote desert ranch in hopes of repairing their estranged relationship. When the eccentric rancher’s young girlfriend, Porn Star Mary Carey, is murdered, the son suspects his father has become a psychotic madman. But he doubts his own suspicions after a series of unexplainable incidents. Who is the Pervert? Little does the young man know that the real killer lurks just under his nose!
9pm - "Guardian of Hell" 85 min running time
10:30 - "Savage Streets" 85 min running time
12:00 - "Boob Tube" 70 min running time
1:10 am night over
All night I'll have the limited edition "Shaun Luu horrorfest" advance sell tickets which are "in memory of Shaun Luu Bracelets." They are $15 and get you in for both the bands and the movies on June 10th.
Tuesday May 22nd 2007 at 6:30pm. The Palace Theatre. James Street in Eastwood.
Catch 3 original GRINHOUSE films on 35mm each with their own nostalgic film look.
4 Movies $5 for board members who wear name tags. If you don't wear a name tag then you pay $8.00. I would like to keep this event a 17 and over crowd unless you don't mind tons of nudity and sudo sex stuff in movies. In regards to Savage Streets - there is a pretty brutal rape scene in there that may make some people uncomfy (Hey I warned you.) Otherwise all the movies are very fun and entertaining and fit right up there with the majority of the message board crowd. I will also have "Shaun Luu Horrorfest" all day all night advance sale bracelets avail for $15.
CHECK OUT THE "SHAUN LUU HORRORFEST" THREAD FOR MORE DETAILS.
Here are the movies. The order should be the following unless the filmmaker to "Pervert" comes out. If he does then "Pervert" will be screened first.
Tentative Schedule:
* The Other Hell (aka - Guardians of Hell) - Nunsploitation 35mm print
* Savage Streets (First and only full frontal nude shot of Linda Blair) 35mm print. This movie is kind of a female version to The Warriors.
* The Boob Tube (lots of girl on girl action, tons of boobs and bad acting) 35mm print.
* Pervert - A Current Russ Meyerish movie. It is very good.. Just ask Feisty Vinny. (Digital Projection)
http://www.pervertthemovie.com/
http://myspace.com/pervertthemovie
To View the "Pervert" trailer.
Russ Meyer would be proud! Salacious porn princess and ex-gubernatorial candidate Mary Carey heads a cast of scantily-clad, buxom vixens whose tops are popping amidst a devious serial killer wreaking havoc by splattering buckets of gore. Perpetually horny James (Sean Andrews) is spending the summer with his bible-preaching, whore-loving father when gruesome deaths, objectifying sculptures and a sexy lesbian nurse disrupt his visit. This instant cult classic salutes sexploitation comedies with female flesh, a bloody hex, and above all, sex!
VIEW THE TRAILER
http://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=pervert+Mary+Carey&search=Search
Synopsis
Directed by Danny Steinmann, Director of "Friday the 13th part 5" is a cross between "The Warriors" and a boob filled John Hughes 80's high school comedy.
Heather (Linnea Quigley), the deaf-mute sister of Brenda (Linda Blair - first full frontal nude scene on film) is gang-raped in a drawn-out, violent scene at the beginning of this routine vengeance movie, a scene that provides the motivation for Brenda's rampage through the rest of the film. Dressed in a special outfit that bares enough skin to suit the standards of this genre and armed with a crossbow, Brenda goes after the young punks in the "Scars" gang who raped her sister -- with predictably gory results. Surrounding this miniature Charles Bronson is a society burdened with parodies of "good" people: the school principal who is only superficially tough, and the upper-class teens whose thought processes were arrested shortly after kindergarten. Stereotypical and transparent, this teen movie is interesting because it does promote a woman in a "hero" role, but the subject matter and violence will not appeal to everyone. ~ Eleanor Mannikka, All Movie Guide
This is a must see movie to catch on 35mm film on the big screen.
Warning: Contains graphic violence, nudity, a very rough rape scene and sexual situations.
Synopsis
MonsterHunter Movie Reviews
"Bruno Mattei's 1980 nunsploitation opus has it all. Bruno is one of the most dependably prolific Italian filmmakers who dabble in the various forms of exploitation films that Italy is notorious for. A quick rundown of his credits reads pretty much like a list of low end entries in all those genres: Hell Of The Living Dead, Rats: Night Of Terror, Violence In A Women's Prison, Robowar. Bruno's flicks are always the ones you go to after you've worked your way through all the better known ones. And usually when it's all said and done, you feel pretty much like the movie has worked all the way through you, too.
I have to confess that the ecclesiastic epic The Other Hell surprised me. Not because it was well made. Because it wasn't. Not because it featured an original story. Just your standard possessed by the Dark Lord tale here. And certainly not for its acting. Franca Stoppi from Beyond The Darkness and Carlo De Mejo from City Of The Living Dead? What thoroughly caught me off guard was that in this entire convent of nuns there wasn't a single lesbian!
That may sound like a questionable observation, but you veterans of scurvy cinema know what I'm talking about here. Nunsploitation was a word just begging to be invented and by golly if folks like Jess Franco didn't give us a reason to. From what I can tell (mainly from the write ups and the DVD covers since I'm not going to go to hell just for watching a bunch of nuns play grab ass, but see our review of The Sinful Nuns Of Saint Valentine nonetheless), once all these ladies are dropped off at nun camp, all their repressed desires blossom into full out alternative lifestyles, usually punctuated with a fair degree of guilt and a sneering and diabolical mother superior. Sometimes they also go for the boys (usually strapping gardeners or handy men), but that just irks the mother superior even more!
The Guardian of Hell though isn't here pretending to be a softcore porn film in religious clothing. It wants to be a horror film. More specifically, I think it wants to be The Exorcist, but with Bruno and Claudio Fragasso manning the controls who can be sure what it's really up to. Nominally about some deaths at a convent and the priest who comes to uncover their cause, the movie trips and stumbles through the outline of what it intended all the while managing to throw in scenes that didn't make sense or weren't needed or were so poorly staged you weren't sure what you were supposed to be getting from them.
In the bowels of the convent, there's a nun who is using her home embalming kit to pickle a dead nun. Another nun comes looking for someone and finds her and the next thing You know, Embalming Nun is ranting and raving about how the genitals are the devil's doorway and is stabbing this corpse's nether regions and cutting it out and holding the glop in her hands (this is one of the times I was praising Bruno's shocking incompetence with the camera). Then she whips open a coffin and it's the old mother superior and before you know it, Embalming Nun is stabbing the other nun in the back over and over.
There is some talk about this padre coming to investigate some deaths, but it's an old guy and his investigation consists of just sitting at a desk posing for a sketch that another priest is doing for him. It's a bad sketch and for some reason the priest was drawing a pitchfork next to the padre's face. Before he could finish it though, the padre has to leave because the real investigator has arrived. We stay focused on the artist priest and he wads up the picture and another priest shows up and gets another book out of the library there and they exchange pleasantries.
Father Valerio is determined to get to the bottom of things, but he's hampered in many different ways in the course of his investigation. Like when a medium-sized dog chases him. This is another one of those scenes that's played up a bit more than is probably wise since the whole time this dog is chasing him, the dog looks like he's just smiling and is probably going to lick him or at worst hump the crap out of his leg. But Father Valerio plays it like the Hound of the Baskervilles' rabid brother is after him. He's saved by the creepy gardener, who exists solely to provoke the possessed girl into killing him.
At various points in the movie we travel through darkened, cobwebbed corridors of the convent and to a room where there's all these dolls hanging up and a girl lying in a bed with a cat. We also see a nun in a mask prowling around like she got lost on her way to the set of a Mario Bava or Dario Argento stalk-and-slash movie. If none of that makes any sense, I'm just assuming it's because either God works in mysterious ways or because the evil we're battling in this film is so heinous that it is incomprehensible to mere mortals!
After being stymied in his attempts at checking into things, Father Valerio gets the go ahead from the higher ups to carry out his mission with extreme prejudice. I wish I could say that this meant busting some heads, kicking in doors, and shaking down informants, but all it really meant was that Father Valerio messed up some stuff on a shelf and in a closet that this catatonic nun had. At least she was catatonic until Valerio noticed a loose tile in the floor and discovered a lock of hair under it. As he fondled this nasty bit of hair, the catatonic nun jumped off her bead and started strangling him with her rosary beads. It's a miracle! Or the result of the superpowered chick who is the daughter of Satan using her telekinesis to cause it to happen while she hovers just outside the door. You make the call!
Father Valerio survives, the mysterious stranger disappears and it isn't long before he launches the next phase of his investigation. He gets himself a newfangled device that they call a video camera and records something. I wasn't sure what he tried to record, but what he ended up getting was a pretty convenient piece of ancient history. Let's go back about 15 to 20 years ago when the current mother superior was just a skank who sold her soul to the devil in exchange for a daughter. Her mother superior finds out about this, takes the kid from her and dumps it in a bowling pot of water, but the kid's mother rescues her. Then the mother superior strangles herself while we focus in on this kid's eye. It's obvious a doll is actually being used and we certainly hope that that extended to the boiling scene as well.
With more than ample help from co-director and screenwriter Claudio Fragasso (Zombie 4: After Death) Bruno, while not achieving the cheap lunacy of some of his other films (giant rats ruling the world, nude anthropology, Reb Brown), manages all sorts of confusing antics sure to keep the viewer in state of increasing disbelief. Telekinesis, dog attacks, boiled babies, genital slicing and sketching priests might all add up to a cringe-inducing cocktail of crudeness to most, but thankfully for us viewers, it's just another day at the office for Bruno!"
Warning: Contains graphic violence and sexual situations, including nudity.
Synopsis
Chris Parry -efilmcritic
"Good lord, how long has it been now since I’ve seen a good movie? It feels like forever, and with garbage like The Boob Tube on my list, the future looks mighty bleak. A one-hour bunch of TV parodies gussied up to look like a movie, this rip-off of the 1974 cult favorite, The Groove Tube, is so cheap, silly and poorly made that it’ll remind you of your dad’s home video movies. You know the ones, where the title-cards are written in pen and the cast consists of your little cousin Sandy, your kid brother and the next door neighbor’s son, Horace? The only difference here is that the cast is marginally better looking and mostly naked. But as far as acting goes, Horace wouldn’t be out of place.
The majority of this flick is a parody of a soap opera, consisting of a young doctor trying to deal with all the women who keep knocking on his door asking for sex. Way to explore the boundaries of the concept of narrative, writing team!
But to really get to know how bad this flick is, you’ve got to hear some dialogue.
Masseuse: Come back later and I’ll give you a massage on the house.
Teenage girl: I’d rather have it on the floor!
Wow, that’s pretty bad. How about this?
Cheerleader: Hey Doc. You might have noticed, when I came in, that on a scale of one to ten I’m about a... sixty-nine.
As far as the production values of this film go, the writing puts them to shame. Every scene takes place in front of the same two blue walls, no matter where it’s supposed to happen, and the lighting looks like it came from one of those $9 flashlights you buy from Wal-Mart. In place of wall decorations, some scenes actually have pages of the newspaper ripped out and stuck on with tape. In others, they’re simply drawn on with crayon. Seriously.
This kind of flick was produced, written, performed and acted far better a few years later with The Kentucky Fried Movie, and maybe when this flick was released without Kentucky Fried Movie to compare it to, it passed muster… But I seriously doubt it. I dare anyone to watch this and not shake their head in bewilderment and how anyone could possibly have considered this material or these actors to be even close to worth putting to film. In all probability, those involved probably didn’t expect that we’d still be watching their crappy little 60-minute flick thirty years later, but that shouldn’t excuse such an awful lack of quality in every single aspect of the production.
Christopher Odin, the writer/director of this mess, never worked in the film world again after this was released. That’s no shame, as it looks like only one take was used for every scene, no editing was done to cover up errors of bad focus, and comedic timing was something completely foreign to him.
If you gave me $38, a video camera, two large pepperoni pizzas, six unemployed people and a set of blue walls, I could do better than this film in a single day of shooting."
Warning: Stupid insane 70's humour, sexual situations, including nudity and girl on girl action. 
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