Clockwise, from top left: Ray Dennis Steckler, Charles Band,
Larry Buchanan & Ted V. Mikels.
In The Thrill Killers, our man Steckler sticks it to his old nemesis, Alfred Hitchcock, in this demented tale of axe-wielding psychos and maniacs on the loose, with a nice scenic tour of every square inch of Topanga Canyon as an added bonus.
Before he started howling at the Full Moon, Charles Band was the head honcho of Empire Pictures, which unleashed a ton of fodder for USA's Up All Night and TNT's Monstervision. But by far my favorite, lost in the wash of your Re-Animators and your Ghoulies, was this forgotten sci-fi tale called Zone Troopers -- but I like to call it Saving Private Chewbacca.
Larry Buchanan: now there's a guy whose provided more cinematic Waterloos for countless seasoned genre viewers. And once again, he gets our hopes up with an outstanding premise -- the premise being that Nixon ordered the FBI to kill Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Jim Morrison -- but then pulls the football away, leaving the Charlie Browns who tuned in flat on their collective asses -- again! So, be warned when you go poking Beyond the Doors.
And lastly, we once more dance a cautious waltz with Ted V. Mikels and the nigh undigestable The Worm Eaters, where our noted auteur and bigamist gives Herb Robins a bunch of money to see if he can make the audience throw-up.
Larry Buchanan & Ted V. Mikels.
In The Thrill Killers, our man Steckler sticks it to his old nemesis, Alfred Hitchcock, in this demented tale of axe-wielding psychos and maniacs on the loose, with a nice scenic tour of every square inch of Topanga Canyon as an added bonus.
Before he started howling at the Full Moon, Charles Band was the head honcho of Empire Pictures, which unleashed a ton of fodder for USA's Up All Night and TNT's Monstervision. But by far my favorite, lost in the wash of your Re-Animators and your Ghoulies, was this forgotten sci-fi tale called Zone Troopers -- but I like to call it Saving Private Chewbacca.
Larry Buchanan: now there's a guy whose provided more cinematic Waterloos for countless seasoned genre viewers. And once again, he gets our hopes up with an outstanding premise -- the premise being that Nixon ordered the FBI to kill Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin and Jim Morrison -- but then pulls the football away, leaving the Charlie Browns who tuned in flat on their collective asses -- again! So, be warned when you go poking Beyond the Doors.
And lastly, we once more dance a cautious waltz with Ted V. Mikels and the nigh undigestable The Worm Eaters, where our noted auteur and bigamist gives Herb Robins a bunch of money to see if he can make the audience throw-up.
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