Silence, symbolism and sapphic sex; new this week at the buffet...

This week Bunny & the Kommandant tear into the jugular vein of five freaky, fetishy flicks by French filmmaker Jean Rollin in our newest feature, Lips Of Blood, Grapes Of Death.

(PS: As you may have guessed from the artwork at the right of this post, this piece was originally published in issue #31 of carbon 14, our humble journal of art, film, music, smut and wrestling; due back from the printer whenever it is done being printed.)

And on that note we are out of here! We will return from summer vacation on or around August 13th; refreshed, revived and ready to review all of the DVDs in our collective review pile. See you then!

Kill and be killed; new this week at the buffet...

This week Stately Wayne Manor decides the fate of early '90s obscurity Kill Or Be Killed.

While the Kommandant shines a light on Paul Naschy's grammatically incorrect Werewolf Shadow.

And now the stinging starts; new this week at the buffet...

This week it's time to bust out the bug spray for a double dose of deadly drive-in-appropriate Apian activity.

First prepare to be enveloped in cheesy British horror as Bunny gets stung by Amicus Films' The Deadly Bees.

Then watch in horror as the Kommandant gets swarmed by the deadly swarm of Irwin Allen's The Swarm.