BADass SINema Unearthed - Where we dig up blu-rays of the wild, weird, and wonderfully wicked world of classic grindhouse cinema. Celebrates the raw energy and unapologetic style of vintage exploitation films — from the slick swagger of Blaxploitation and the lurid allure of sexploitation to the gnarly thrills of monster mayhem and cosmic horror.
Hold onto your butts! The first time you see the jellyfish man rise from the swamp in Sting of Death, it doesn’t feel like a monster reveal so much as a cosmic clerical error—like the Everglades accidentally burped up a creature it ...
Death Curse of Tartu is the kind of regional horror oddity that feels like it was shot during a long weekend when the Everglades were in a bad mood. It opens with the promise of ancient curses and archaeological intrigue, but ...
There are movies about vampires, and then there are movies that feel like a vampire bit into a bottle of cheap red wine, staggered through a Florida strip mall, and accidentally filmed a revenge ...
There are nights when cinema stops behaving like cinema and instead becomes something closer to a hallucination you accidentally stumbled into while flipping channels at 3:00 AM. T....
Yul Brynner’s silver-eyed gunslinger just rode back into town thanks to Arrow Video and their latest limited edition Blu-ray of Westworld—and the result is less a “catalog title upgrade” and more a resurrection ritual. Seriously. This disc doesn’t ...
Hold onto your hair! From the undisputed Godfather of Gore, Herschell Gordon Lewis, comes one of the most outrageously tasteless shockers ever unleashed on unsuspecting drive-in audiences! ...
Some films whisper their intentions, films that seduce you with craft, and then there’s Scum of the Earth!, which grabs you by the collar like a chain‑smoking uncle at a family reunion and hisses, “Kid, lemme tell you how the world really works.” This is Herschell Gordon Lewis before the gore geysers ...
If you’ve ever wondered what would happen if a struggling artist swapped out acrylic for arterial spray, Color Me Blood Red answers with a grin slicked in plasma. Directed by the undisputed godfather of splatter, Herschell Gordon Lewis, this is exploitation cinema stripped to the bone and then dipped ...
“Thank God for Black & Decker!”Go ahead and start laughing now, because with that line one proud member of Force: Five — a supposed elite squad of martial arts experts (a term I use loosely, even if the cast is stacked with legitimate combat sports talent) — locks this film into the hall of fame of ...
There are horror movies you watch with the lights on, and then there are horror movies you watch with a drink in your hand, muttering, “Oh no, no no no,” as if you’ve just realized the babysitter is in a cult. The Wicker Man is firmly in the second category. This is not the bees-and-Nicolas-Cage ...
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