Retro Movie of the Month goes to 1988's HELL COMES TO FROGTOWN.
MadMax's bastard child. A future where human birth rates are at an all time low and reptilian mutations have evolved into the new age. No, it's not a David Icke lecture. It's Roddy
REV WYN is a psychedelic synth rocker banging a drum machine in the Sonoran Desert.
- REV WYN ( https://revwyn.bandcamp.com/ )
I've been a resident of Tucson, Arizona for about three years already and when it comes to a solid art scene there is a lot to
Born from the need for catharsis in a detached society headed toward some Cyberpunk reality at the speed of a supercharged muscle car; "Songs of Love & Death" is the solo electronic project from NYHC pioneer Chaka Malik (BURN, Orange 9mm) and has been his
Imagine Hobo with a Shotgun with a lower budget and spliced with Assault on Precinct 19 and you’ll get VFW. A 2019 action piece distributed by Fangoria and starring a who’s who of villains from your treasured 80’s Mount Rushmore and Fred Williamson; and
It was a late night in Arizona.
I was just starting to relax and rest after a long shift at work as a cook when I decided to scroll and browse through Instagram for brain food or cerebral junk to consume. Nothing looked too out of
STAR WARS: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER
To be honest, I was over it before I walked into the theater.
Let’s get the good out of the way. It was faced paced.
It had moments of humor and it had moments (although some for nothing) of sadness and
I was pleasantly surprised today while watching a new episode of Bon Appétit on YouTube. When the subject of listening music while cooking and one of the cooks in the kitchen decides to name drop TIMECOP 1983 and goes into sharing his earbuds with the
Teen Wolf (1985) learning to love yourself
Be advised: the following is merely me turning the themes of said movie on its head and putting a new perspective on it. I am not snowflaking on your childhood. In fact, I’m just having some fun and
Retro Movie revisited: The Toxic Avenger
Warning: the following movie featured in this review may have some triggers for the sensibly vulnerable and the Charmin skinned elitists of social media.
At some point in the 80s independent film makers with few options and financing to get their