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Really Awful Movies: Ep 289 – Murder Party

On this episode of the Really Awful Movies Podcast, 2007’s Murder Party.

A lonely traffic cop is strolling home to his crappy basement New York City apartment on Halloween, when he comes across a strange invitation lying on the ground. He picks it up, and it has a time and an address on it, and says “come alone.” (not really much of a chance there’d be a +1 for this guy, that’s for sure).

He gets home, and fashions together a costume made from duct tape and cardboard, and goes out into the town as a knight, making his way out to a Brooklyn warehouse where the murder party is being held.

Then, things go terrifyingly (and funnily) awry.

On this episode of the podcast, we dive into art for art’s sake, patronage, death in art, The Death of Marat, installation art, going out on the town solo, and a bunch of other topics. We put Murder Party in the context of other, DIY low-budget flicks set in The Big Apple.

Join us, and don’t forget to subscribe to the Really Awful Movies Podcast. We focus on horror, but tackle genre films of all stripes, and have a soft spot for action films as well.

Talk to you soon!

Really Awful Movies: Ep 287 – Touch of Death

Lucio Fulci is one of our favourites. With Touch of Death, however, he’s not exactly in his finest form. Still, lousy Fulci is a bit like lousy pizza: it’s still pretty darn good.

Lester Parson is a cannibal psychopath (uh oh!) who abducts and mutilates women in the Tuscan hills, eating certain cuts and disposing the rest in his back yard to his pigs.

And he thinks the radio is talking to him.

Parson is a degenerate gambler as well. Why? To bad out the run time of course!

Over the course of a scant 80 minutes, Fulci strings together a bunch of largely unrelated set pieces, largely as an excuse to show off some gore and gallows humor. And there’s nothing wrong with that at all!

So, join us on the Really Awful Movies Podcast as we talk about our favorite Fulci films, the oddball appeal of horseracing, the work of genre actor Brett Halsey, HG Lewis, our love of all things Italian horror, and much, much more. Subscribe, folks!