Really Awful Movies: Ep 62b – H.G. Lewis

Herschell Gordon Lewis is a maverick. He’s the man behind the splatter genre, directing what is arguably the first of its kind, Blood Feast.

The “Godfather of Gore,” spoke to Jeff from Florida.

His movies were groundbreaking. Without his low budget shlock, we wouldn’t have Friday the 13th or The Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

Lewis and partner David Friedman ventured into uncharted territory with 1963’s very bloody Blood Feast, considered by many to be the first “gore” film (if you’d like to hear our take on that film, check out Episode 61 of the podcast).

The duo was doing juvenile delinquent films, and nudie-cuties and then was able to cater to the the drive-in theater market with Two Thousand Maniacs! (1964) and Color Me Blood Red (1965).

The self-effacing Lewis discussed how he got into exploitation films. Blood Feast, had “a lack of any talent, from acting to production…and zero budget.” And yet people “clamored to see it!”

Lewis weighed in on the 80s splatter boom, which he reluctantly helped usher in.

He also talked about the movie, The Wizard of Gore and star Ray Sager. They shot the film in 1969 in Chicago, for a pittance. It’s about the mad, Montag the Magnificent, a magician who performs mutilation tricks.

Lewis has recently made a film titled Herschell Gordon Lewis’s Bloodmania,  a horror anthology film involving him and Canadian filmmakers. It was filmed in Alberta.

Lewis is an interesting fellow. He took a lengthy hiatus from movies and wrote business/marketing books! He’s something of a pioneer in the field of direct marketing; something you would not expect. But he speaks to us directly, through his quirky, bloody movies.

Really Awful Movies: Ep 45 – Darkman

Darkman is a 1990 superhero flick directed and co-written by Sam Raimi, one of our Horror Movie Heroes.

The film is based on a short story Raimi wrote that paid homage to Universal’s horror films of the 1930s.

On this episode of the Really Awful Movies Podcast, a deep dive into Darkman and what makes it so f-ing memorable.

Peyton Westlake is a scientist who has discovered a way to produce synthetic skin. First off, you gotta love crazed scientist movies. That conceit alone carries many a genre film, especially the ones that influenced Raimi and company here.

Dr. Westlake’s discovery could revolutionist skin grafting, except for one minor kink they’ve gotta work out: the synthetic skin degrades after 100 minutes of exposure to light. Whoops. When gangsters attack Peyton, he is horrifically burnt, and left for dead. In his quest for revenge, Peyton, aka the Darkman, is able to take on the appearance of anyone (using the synthetic skin,) but with that time constraint.

Your hosts Chris and Jeff discuss similarities to the Batman franchise, happy endings and the dark spirit of Darkman’s aesthetic.

This film is early in Liam Neeson’s career. He was not the first choice for Dr. Westlake. They considered Bill Paxton (not to be confused with Bill Pullman!). Raimi felt Neeson was the right fit to show the monster’s soul. The film also features Larry Drake as the villain. He’s best known for Dr. Giggles and many other roles.

Tune in for smart genre chat on our show!

Really Awful Movies: Ep 26 – The Warriors

“I’ll shove that bat up your ass and turn you into a Popsicle.”

The Warriors! Can you dig it?

Indeed we can.

Based on Sol Yurick’s book, which drew inspiration from Anabasis by Zenophon, a pupil of Socrates, Walter Hill’s cult classic is one long chase from the top to the bottom of the New York City subway system.

At a gang conclave in the Bronx, gangsters from all of the New York City boroughs gather to talk strategy.

Cyrus, the de facto uber boss, addresses the thousands in attendance with one of the great speeches in all of moviemaking, including “Can you count, suckers? I say, the future is ours!” And he’d be forgiven for thinking that too. This depiction of NYC features barely any cops, and gangs are running roughshod over the entire population.

When Cyrus is assassinated, rivals claim it was the Warriors, a multi-racial crew from Coney Island, Brooklyn. Of course, our heroes had nothing to do with it, but that doesn’t matter as every other gang in the city thinks it’s true. The Warriors then have to “bop” their way back to Coney Island, their home-base. And they do this on the New York City MTA.

With tonnes of excitement, crazy rival gangs, fisticuffs aplenty, it’s no wonder we LOVE The Warriors.

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