One of the most indelible images of the western is the sight of Clint Eastwood silently trotting into town while the simple townsfolk gawp at
One of the most indelible images of the western is the sight of Clint Eastwood silently trotting into town while the simple townsfolk gawp at
If I were to ask you to name a movie that’s not only a remake of a black and white classic, but is also a
A couple of years after he almost singlehandedly shut down the Canadian film industry with Shivers (aka. They Came From Within), canuck king of venereal
After making the cinema going public of 1972 collectively want to scrub themselves with bleach after the release of The Last House On The Left,
These days, actual global politics are so far off the fucking chain that any movie that delves into the shifty workings of international espionage that
Killer bug movies, arachnids in particular, are as sizable a cornerstone of the killer animal movie as sharks and crocodiles and yet the eight-legged bastards
If you were feeling in a highly generalizing kind of mood you could argue that there’s usually only two types of Second World War movie
I’ve mentioned the effect Steven Spielberg’s Jaws had on cinema more times than there are fish in the sea, but while the many also-rans and
There are so many brow-furrowing details attached to the belated, 1972 sequel little-known sequel to 1958 sci-fi camp classic The Blob, that it beggars belief.
From the beginning of his career in 1970 with the stunning and stylish The Bird With The Crystal Plumage, to 1975’s seminal Profondo Rosso (Deep
Not to be confused with Quentin Tarantino’s masterful slice of wartime lunacy (although he did steal and misspell the title as a tribute to this
I will be first to openly admit that I am utterly obsessed with The Visitor for reasons that aren’t unlike the near-religous fervor that was
An inspired fusion of Rio Bravo and Night Of The The Living Dead made for as little money as possible, Assault On Precinct 13 is
Way before the uproar that faced Crash in 1996, it seems that even as early as his third film, David Cronenberg had what it took
Known in its native Italy by the equally impressive sounding Profondo Rosso, Dario Argento’s Deep Red is arguably the pinnacle of the sub-genre known collectively
Sequels, like the slick private dick that gets all the chicks himself, always have that pressure to perform when the heat is on. No matter
By the third time Clint Eastwood dusted off his 44. Magnum, pulled on a pair of $29.50 slacks and did that swept back thing with
Exploding onto the scene in 1971 with possibly one of the most notorious theme tunes in cinema history, Shaft grabbed everybody’s attention thanks to his
Right up to the moment the titular hero turned his maniacal nemesis into the equivalent of a human polo mint with a slug from his
Anyone unfamiliar with the blaxploitation pictures of the 70’s usually pictures the more cartoonish end of the spectrum with glorified pimps dressed in garish refinery,