Monday, September 28, 2015


I come from a small and boring town by the name of Dudley, Massachusetts, where my only escape from home would either by the woods behind the church, the local and decrepit cemeteries, or in my room with my dvd/vhs combo player, with the few horror movies I owned (let's say I was 8 or 9). My first introduction to such films really started with the slasher film, movies like Friday the 13th, Halloween, Maniac, etc etc, and that would be all thanks to my mom, who as a great parent, didn't really care that I watched those things. I mean, I was terrified at first, but I think that's what made me get into this genre, a love for being scared, or grossed out. I became fixed on these monsters, mongoloid machete men, and ghouls, drawing them, writing stories... even so that the school would call home to tell my mom about my disturbing stories, or pictures. She didn't give a shit, and you know why? Because she didn't raise a animal torturing, self mutilating psychopath... just a kid who was into creepy shit. But then I would soon find out, that the slasher film goes much deeper into the void. I fell in, and I haven't climbed out yet.

I would say my life changed when I went through my Mom's movie collection and pulled out the films Pink Flamingos and Female Trouble (both are still in my collection). Watching those changed everything I ever knew about film and I can not thank my Mom, or John Waters, enough for their contribution in turning me into a twisted sick fuck of a cinephile. My love (and lust) for these kind of films went deeper, and I'm still digging for more, searching through every flea market, second hand-store, dollar bin, and sketchy ebay store to get it all. John Waters really hit the nail on the head, but then another genius came into my life... and his name was Lloyd Kaufman, president and co-founder of Troma Studios. I remember being in a room with two buddies, smoking pot, and one of my friends pulls out a DVD. It was a double feature of Terror Firmer and Tromeo and Juliet and we watched both of them, in their entirety, and it was incredible. I mean, my brain may be clogged up with resin and bong water, but I'll never forget the first time I watched a Troma movie. The humor, mixed with unrelenting gore and sex, was everything I could ask for.

And just like a sex crazed necrophile, I kept on digging. Everything from Jörg Buttgereit's Nekromantik, to Lucio Fulci's House By The Cemetery, to Pier Paolo Pasolini's Salo, or 120 Days of Sodom, and so on and so forth. Scraping the bottom of the bin with movies ranging from the August Underground Series, Guinea Pig, A Serbian Film and Dog Dick, to classics such as Ilsa, She Wolf of the SS, They Call Her One Eye, Faster Pussycat! KILL! KILL! and 2000 Maniacs. I just really enjoy disturbing, humorous, pornographic, gory, nauseating cinema, and thanks to websites like this, I can share my love for such films, and hopefully turn you on to some of them.

Well I think that makes for a "decent" into to myself, and I hope you folks enjoy the rest of this blog. Also, send me some recommendations! I'm always looking for films.


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