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.
The balls! Why’d it have to be in the balls?! With all the hanky panky bouncing around in this sin on skin flick, it seems appropriate that Giallo in Venice begins with an unknown killer striking one poor son of a bitch right in the balls with a sharp knife. OUCH! What follows ...
Number Five is alive…and armed to the teeth! Imagine if the robot in Short Circuit was programmed by the government to wipe out certain members of our society. Electronic genocide in an easy bake machine! Now, imagine if that said robot could also rebuild itself and ...
Poor Rachel Foster. The joint-smoking singer did nothing wrong except witness the brutal execution of a family by one of its members. BANG! BANG! And, because it is convenient (being a stranger in a strange county), she pays the ultimate price for the blood spatter ...
Films like William Castle's are sorely missed these days. Especially when the object of the terror winds its way into a movie theater. The Tingler is in the audience! What fun! Highlighted by a crazy scene in which a mute woman is targeted and nearly tortured in her own ...
“To the Argonautica! May the good times last forever!” It is with those words that we know the maiden voyage of this luxury cruise ship is doomed. What starts as a swanky party turns right deadly. The shindig barely starts before people get yanked down ...
It begins with a whole lot of screaming and that's exactly how it ends, too. Strait-Jacket is one tense flick. That's what happens when Joan Crawford is allowed to become all sorts of unhinged with an axe in her hand. ...
Hot rods! Heatwaves! Voodoo dolls! Fish Creatures! Nubile babes! And beach parties galore! And it is all set to the wickedly fresh tunes of The Del-Aires. Jumping Jesus on a pogo stick, if The Horror of Party Beach isn’t the best campy cult flick to ever hit the sandy shores ...
Get the beer ready. You’re going to need it for this goofy (and gross!) after-birth of a horror flick. The Unborn is a horror film allowed to go full-on gonzo with its killer baby motif as Brook Adams (Invasion of the Body Snatchers) discovers that the child growing inside of her is actually a ...
In which satire turns to the slasher genre as its next pulpy target. You get your invite to the party of … three years ago? I hope so because someone killed all the beer!!!!!! ...
Damn you, Trioxin 245! I mean, seriously, again!?!?!? Four years later, did we need a sequel to the original spoof? Maybe not. But it's hella fun to think we did!!! ...
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