B is for Beautiful By Lillian Behrendt  [16 more lists]

Russ Meyer and I have a lot in common:

-we both love tits
-we both love movies

um... there are probably a few other things, but those are the two primary similarities.

I LOVE this movie. You should also love this movie. Because it is awesome. The acting is really bad, the plot is also pretty bad, but, like all of Meyer's movies, it's beautifully made and stars some really hot chicks.

Edward D. Wood, Jr. is widely accepted to be the worst director of all time. Most people list Plan 9 From Outer Space on their collections of the "Worst," but I disagree. Glen or Glenda, Wood's bizarre semi-autobiographical exploitation film about transvestites and transsexuals, is far weirder, worse and better than Plan 9. Bela Legosi's presence makes no sense, neither does the bizarro stock footage that shows up periodically.

It's a movie made with passion, and I've seen it over 10 times.

So hard to pick an HG Lewis movie for this...there are just too many to choose from!

When local strippers are found brutally mutilated and murdered, only one man can solve the case-- Abraham Gentry. (BEST NAME EVER) Accompanied by a tenaciously annoying/annoyingly tenacious female reporter, Gentry solves the case and saves the day, sending the murderer to his untimely end in a way only HG Lewis could truly pull off. Abraham Gentry, a sort of sleazy, two cent, early 1970's Nick Charles, is played by Frank Kress, who sadly never seemed to work again.

The deaths are FABULOUS: meat tenderizers, boiling oil, nipple removal-- all done in that fake-tacular gorey HG Lewis way. Now I just want to watch it all over again...

William Castle.

Vincent Price.

A skeleton on a skateboard.

Need I say more?

The Switchblade Sisters RULES. Girl gangs (always hot), discussions of race, delinquency and gender roles (in a way only 1970's B movies can do), and a shootout at the roller rink. Bad dialogue and worse delivery under the directing of the great Jack Hill, this movie is solid B gold.