distant signals from the wicked weird cinema of the past
A religious prophet has just recruited the latest naive member into his weird, isolated cult. However, her rich father is dedicated to her safe return. Before long, a martial artist private investigator is in hot pursuit, racking up parking tickets, moving violations, and mangled fenders along the way.
If you thought the borderland between Massachusetts and New Hampshire was absent of contract killers and Chinese vampires, you’d be dead wrong. With guns loaded and fangs bared, GOD OF VAMPIRES is here for a gory good time on a tiny budget.
A seasonally appropriate 1980s action movie gem that will stuff you with riveting car chases, massive explosions, a crazed villain, and Adam Ant wielding stolen firearms.
This feels like the sort of underappreciated horror movie one would find in a stack of DVDs at a rural chalet you booked through Airbnb. For my money, it’s probably good enough to take home with you along with the stolen silverware.
A film where underground kickboxing, blindness, bar fighting, vomiting at the morgue, and a fuzzy guitar soundtrack collide.
A group of martial artists from a California karate club board a cruise ship destined for Warrior’s Island, a remote stomping ground for zombie martial artists. Will they make it to their destination or be forced back to port on account of a norovirus outbreak?
I’ve used plenty of ride share apps and I’d like to think that if my driver ever said, “if you gotta piss, piss out the window. Cause I’m on a quest … I’m searching for the gates of hell,” that I would launch myself from the moving vehicle ASAP. If I somehow survived, I would never get in a stranger’s car again. This is one of the lessons from BLUE VENGEANCE, a strange film I enjoyed.
If you love weird and wild action cinema of the 1980s, you owe it to yourself to find a copy of this film. It features an incredible cast, a Japanese-influenced sword fight, wild shoot-outs, rocket launcher attacks, dirtbike chases, dirtbike crashes into cardboard, carsplosions, hand-to-hand fights, throat rips, and a single, spiked fingerless glove.
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