Slaughter or be slaughtered; new this week at the buffet...

This week we round out our month long salute to soul cinema with a double shot of Jim Brown.

First join the Kommandant & meet a man whose name is his business... and sometimes... his pleasure, Slaughter.

Then join Bunny & follow up by slicing into the sequel, Slaughter's Big-Ripoff.

Ebony and ebony; new this week at the buffet...

In the third installment of our month long salute to soul sinema we serve up two piping hot, particularly politically incorrect entrees.

First, join the Kommandant as he laces up his marching boots for a synchronized walk with The Black Gestapo.

Then join Bunny and lather up for an appointment with '70s sexploitation / blaxploitation non-classic Black Shampoo.

Man to man; new this week at the buffet...

This week our salute to blaxploitation cinema continues with a double dose of super fly action flicks.

First Bunny comes face to face with the highest flying, toughest talking, hardest hitting dude the world has ever faced, That Man Bolt.

Then Kommandant remains untroubled after meeting up with by a man as cold as hard steel, Trouble Man.

Medical malpractice and photographic evidence; new this week at the buffet...

This week we kick off our month long salute to blaxploitation cinema with two films that really don't have much in common; except that we haven't reviewed them previously.

That said, first join the Kommandant as he gets shocked by one of the schlockiest versions of Mary Shelly's classic tale ever committed to celluloid, Blackenstein.

Then join Bunny as she focuses in on the swingin' '70s and takes a snapshot of classic Pam Grier action flick Friday Foster.

Happy birthday to us!

As mentioned on the blog numerous times previously, the B-Movie Buffet has a few different anniversaries, marking various starting points in our relatively brief tenure. Obviously, today is one of those days.

Specifically four years ago on this date I launched the BMB into cyberspace, thus turning my web column turned print column into a webzine. I don't have a whole lot else to say on that subject except - yay!

And thanks to all of our contributors, the kind people / companies that send us DVDs to review each and every week and, of course, our readers (if you're reading this, that means you!) for your support and encouragement.

This year I wanted to do something a little different to mark the occasion. In our "brainstorming session" the Kommandant suggested a salute to blaxploitation cinema (since our birthday month is shared with Black History Month) which sounded like a fun idea to me. Especially since I couldn't come up with a better one.

With that in mind, tune in later this week for the first of three special double feature menus; kicking things off with a film totally self-explanatory from the title, Blackenstein, and Friday Foster starring the ever foxy Pam Grier.

As an appetizer, here's a sampling of links to previously reviewed, similarly minded films. Enjoy!

Abby
Blacula
The Black 6
Black Caesar
Cleopatra Jones
Cleopatra Jones And The Casino Of Gold
Coffy
Final Comedown
Foxy Brown
Human Tornado
Lady Cocoa
Mean Johhny Barrows
Scream Blacula Scream
Shaft
Soul Vengeance
Velvet Smooth
Willie Dynamite

Hypnotic states and cursed fates; new this week at the buffet...

This week the BMB unveils our newest semi-regularly updated column, The Franco Files; where we focus our zoom lens on the collected works of much revered / reviled Eurotrash director Jess Franco.

This week the Kommandant stays up late to find out why Nightmares Come At Night.

While Bunny gets tied up with spooky, kooky atmospheric thriller The Sadistic Baron Von Klaus.

Midway mayhem and serious sibling rivalry; new this week at the buffet...

Bunny successfully refrains from quoting any Stooges lyrics in her review of '80s horror flick, The Funhouse.

The Kommandant checks his straitjacket at the door and spends the night in Ovidio G. Assonitis' Madhouse.

Man haters and hateful men; new this week at the buffet...

This week the Kommandant gets vocal about Pete Walker's Die Screaming Marianne.

While Bunny's hinges remain intact after watching semi-obscure semi-slasher flick Unhinged.

Freaks and beaks; new this week at the buffet...

Happy (somewhat belated) new year everybody! We now return you to our regularly scheduled schedule of weekly updates with two hot and relatively tasty - or at least entertaining - '70s shockers.

First up, Bunny finally gets a taste of one of sinemas most elusive B-grade turkeys, Blood Freak.

Then the Kommandant comes face to face with a man who can think of 1000 way to kill him, psychically and otherwise, Psychic Killer.

Have yourself a very Mary Christmas; new this week at the buffet...

This week we've got a semi-seasonally appropriate menu featuring two films starring BMB fave Mary Woronov.

First join the Kommandant as he gasses up and hits the track for a ride with cult classic Death Race 2000.

Then join Bunny and salute the season with an R-rated, somewhat X-Mas themed horror flick, Silent Night Bloody Night.

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On that note, the B-Movie Buffet is taking a brief holiday & will return to our regularly scheduled schedule of weekly updates on or around January 8th. See you then!

RIP Bill Landis

In his own words:

"Bill Landis founded Sleazoid Express in 1980 as a biweekly newsletter, the first publication to record exploitation films as a serious cinematic art form. Throughout the early through mid 1980s he immersed himself in the red light world of the pre-Disneyfied Times Square and documented his associates and experiences. Afterwards Landis joined forces with his penultimate collaborator, Michelle Clifford, who revived Sleazoid Express in a monograph format, and later co-authored the book of the same title. Landis also contributed to Clifford's monograph Metasex, which deals with the more sexually charged aspects of the vice world. Landis and Clifford wrote Anger, the unauthorized bio of underground filmmaker Kenneth Anger. They have been interviewed in the books Clayton Patterson's Captured and Creeping Flesh. Landis has contributed to Taschen's hefty bio of Vanessa del Rio, the Soho News, New York Rocker, Village Voice, Film Comment, Hustler, Screw, Penthouse, the Hungover Gourmet, Carbon 14, Maxim and Time Out New York. Landis and Clifford curated the Grindhouse Festival at the Music Box Theater in Spring 2007, and were profiled in Time Out Chicago, Time Out New York, and Flaunt Magazines. Landis and Clifford, have hosted many exploitation film festivals from the Yerba Buena Center for the Arts in San Francisco, and, locally, the Art Institute of Chicago."

He was also our friend. Rest in peace Bill.

Lunar lunacy; new this week at the buffet...

This week the Kommandant barks at Jess Franco's slasher-style sexploitation flick Bloody Moon.

While Stately Wayne Manor performs exploratory surgery on Mexploitation classic Night Of The Bloody Apes.

Nature vs. monster; new this week at the buffet...

This week we fill up on a double dose of "cult camp classics" featuring two examples of nature gone wrong.

First join the Kommandant as he gets electrified by The Giant Behemoth.

Then join Bunny as she gets primitive with Joan Crawford's final film, Trog.

Whips and witches; new this week at the buffet...

This week we set the wayback machine for the United Kingdom circa the sexy seventies for two trashy exploitation flicks starring the lovely Ann Michelle.

First join the Kommandant as he cracks the whip on Pete Walker's House Of Whipcord.

Then watch in semi-horror as Bunny deflowers witchy British sexploitation flick Virgin Witch.

Blue eyes and disco-related demise; new this week at the buffet...

This week Bunny sets her brown eyes on Paul Naschy's Blue Eyes Of The Broken Doll.

While the Kommandant puts on his dancing shoes for the first slasher musical, Splatter Disco.

Lust, lunacy and lusty lunatics; new this week at the buffet...

This week we've got a double dose of '70s style fleshy Eurotrash fun sure to satisfy fans of the genre.

First join the Kommandant and line up to see an appalling amalgam of carnage & carnality, The Flesh & Blood Show.

Then join Bunny as she unfolds a sleazy Eurotrash thriller replete with plot twists and decapitated heads, In The Folds Of The Flesh.

Tight pants and loose morals; new this week at the buffet...

This week we've got a sampling of somewhat sadistic sexploitation flicks from the over-the-top '80s and sinful '60s.

First join the Kommandant as he sets his wayback machine to Los Angeles circa 1984 for a revenge and jumpsuit laden stroll through Savage Streets.

Then it's off to New York City to join Bunny as she takes in a tawdry triple feature featuring The Ultimate Degenerate, The Lusting Hours & In Hot Blood.

Satan meets the devil; new this week at the buffet...

This week the Kommandant is bedeviled by Jess Franco's attempt at the cannibal film, Devil Hunter.

While Bunny pledges to sit all the way through '70s Satan-sploitation flick Satan's Slave.

One hundred percent one percenters; new this week at the buffet...

This week we return to our regularly scheduled program with a double dose of loud and rowdy bikers flicks.

First the Kommandant rides off into the sunset with a renegade band of cycle-gang gals who are leather on the outside, all woman on the inside, The Hellcats.

Then Bunny goes down under to infiltrate a group of bikers with vengeance in their hearts, violence on their minds and 150 horsepower of screaming steel between their legs, Stone.

PS: Yes, we made it back safe and sound from our weekend in the woods - thanks for asking! In truth our greatest moment of horror came when we realized the cabin featured an assortment of appropriate viewing options but was not equipped with a Beta player so we could have watched this.

We interrupt our regularly scheduled weekly update...

...due to the fact we'll be spending the rest of this week in a cabin in the woods with no internet access; and I didn't have time to get this week's update done in advance. Sorry about that!

Anywhoo, if we've learned anything from this website, couples who spend time alone in a cabin in the woods often don't live to update their websites, or even drive back home, so tune in next week to see if we survive.