If drugs seem to be a problem in today's society, it's small potatoes compared to what they were during the Great Depression. The Cinema Snob takes a gander at the infamous Reefer Madness, a delightful, hypocritical film that blames the use of marijuana on most, if not all, of society's ills. When he's done, the Snob will want to blaze a bowl...with this movie inside of it.
Misleading sequel titles strike again as the Cinema Snob looks at Friday the 13th Part VIII, in which Jason Takes Manhattan - eventually. In Part 1 of this two-part review, the Snob watches Jason's exploits aboard a cruise ship consisting of both our heroes and generic assholes set up to die. Jason Takes Manhattan? More like Jason Takes A Long-Ass Cruise.
Back to Friday the 13th Part VIII- We pick up where we left off: the survivors are finally off the ship and do will they actually make it to New York so the movie can begin proper? An impatient Cinema Snob watches as the gang makes it to "New York", and believe it or not, this is where the movie gets weird.
The Cinema Snob is very ashamed to have to discuss today's movie, due to its very controversial nature. Pure Flix made a biopic on Columbine victim Rachel Joy Scott. What makes this film so unbearable for the Snob is that not only is it about somebody who was murdered in such a horrific tragedy, but that it suggests the killings had religious undertones.
If it's an '80s exploitation film with boxing and/or karate and sex, the Cinema Snob is on the job. This little kick to the groin comes to us from our friends in Germany, with subtitles included, so the Snob will have to sit on his fake subtitles gag. Mindless action, heedless romance and bland characters make this a must for that German boxing-sploitation fan in the family.
It's a gender bender of a movie for the Snob today, coming straight from brilliant landmark filmmaker Ed Wood. Glen or Glenda is the somewhat biographical story of a woman trapped in a man's body having to live in a world of small-minded conservative people with prejudices against those who dare to be different. A tale as old as time.
The Snob kicks off February with Fulciary, a month dedicated to reviewing the films of famed Italian horror director Lucio Fulci. He's got a nasty one for today: a dark, disturbing gore-fest about an old hotel that is said to be built on one of the 7 gateways to Hell. The new owners of this damned establishment must endure the evil within while battling zombies and possessions, while keeping an eye out for anything really strange.
Fulciary continues with another Fulci classic simply known as Manhattan Baby. If you ever wanted to see an Italian rip-off of The Exorcist, this one would certainly fit the bill. An evil eye medallion causes a little girl's soul to be possessed by a sinister entity. Just your basic ancient Egyptian curse. To add insult to injury, the Cinema Snob's favorite character from House by the Cemetery makes a comeback.
The Cinema Snob reviews the first entry of Fulci's unofficial Gates of Hell trilogy for today's entry into Fulciary, which for those of you not keeping up, is a month dedicated to reviewing Lucio Fulci's library of bizarre, grotesque, cheesy, eye-popping horror films. And City of the Living Dead is an outstanding film in its own right. It's bizarre, grotesque, cheesy, and eye-popping horror. With zombies.
As February draws to a close, so does Fulciary. But not before the Snob looks at one more masterpiece from the master himself. It's Conquest, where Fulci takes a break from violent, bloody horror to give us violent, bloody fantasy adventure epic. Voted for by the Snob's Patreon sponsors, he sees how the Italian auteur known for obligatory eye-gouges fares in a different genre.
To celebrate the latest King Kong movie hitting the big screen, the Cinema Snob looks at a Kong porno spoof on the small screen. A horny couple is shipwrecked on an island inhabited by dinosaurs, apes and tribal savages. Undoubtedly the kinkiest porn the Snob has ever seen...this week.
What happens when Count Dracula meets King Kong? Probably something better than what this movie has to offer. The Cinema Snob peels back the layers of this rancid, rotting banana, starring a poor-man's version of Martin and Lewis, along with poor Mr. Lugosi, in a topsy-turvy movie about two entertainers lost on an island with tribal women and a diabolical doctor who experiments on apes.
While the child in all of us is excited for the new Power Rangers, there are others whose inner child is a major pervert, which is why the Power Rangers needed to have a porno spoof. The Cinema Snob morphs into...himself, and reviews it for those who want to see how the people who messed up porn parodies of Pokemon and Ninja Turtles did the same thing to 5 popular rainbow-colored, technological kung-fu artists.
Cookie-cutter religious films end up on the Snob's list once again, as he takes a look at a Stephen Baldwin (post Bio-Dome) vehicle in which a widowed high school teacher sets up an after school Bible club, to help get the kids back on the right path. And because this is a whitebred Christian film, it's set in a world run by atheists who set out to thwart the intentions of this innocent club.
If ever there was a literal interpretation of cinematic blue-balls,this is it. Since the Smurfs are making their return to the big screen, and since he has a porno spoof for every day of the week, the Cinema Snob reviews one that is Smurf-related. If you ever wanted to see the Smurfs get their Smurf on, then you're one Smurfed up Smurf.
It's B-movie time again. That's B for Bela Lugosi. The poor Dracula star is made to appear in another cheesy horror movie with another cheesy comedy duo knock-off. This time it's Brown and Carney (Alan, not Art) trying to find a real zombie for their nightclub act, as their actor wearing zombieface was not credible, like the rest of the movie. Also, Doug Walker is in it...somehow. The filmmakers must have looked into the future and became Nostalgia Critic fans.
The Cinema Snob reviews the highly anticipated, highly demanded follow-up to God's Not Dead. Old friends and new friends join forces, because this time they have to bring their case of God's existence all the way to the Supreme Court. Is it the accusation contrived? Is the court case totally removed from reality? Does the Cinema Snob wear glasses?
Apparently Sam had another son, whom he rarely talked about. And by another son, we mean an in-name-only, unrelated sequel that was titled purely to capitalize on a real-life tragedy. That and some really bad editing makes this movie prime Cinema Snob territory.
Recovering from a nasty cold, the Cinema Snob decides laughter is the best medicine, but unfortunately, there's very little to laugh at in today's porno spoof. Whenever there's a blockbuster movie on the big screens, a lackluster porno spoof on the small screen is never far away. This one of Guardians of the Galaxy and is so cheesy, you'll shut it off faster than you can say "I am groot." So this is a job for Snoblord.
It's Medieval Madness as the Cinema Snob reviews a very oddball movie that Disney has hopefully buried deep in the back of their vault. It's about a man who builds robots for NASA accidentally getting shot into space and somehow winding up back in time in King Arthur's court. Fear not, Sir Snobsalot will slay this shit-spewing dragon.
To tie-in with Alien: Covenant hitting theaters this week, the Snob asked his Patreon sponsors to vote on an alien-themed rip-off movie to review this week. The choice was obvious: Windy City. Much like Independence Day and the 1983 in-name-only drab-ass rom-com chosen last year, the Cinema Snob must grin and bare what his semi-loyal sponsors have chosen for him. He finds that Windy City really blows, and is so very, very boring.