Here’s what went up last night at 1000 Misspent Hours and Counting:
 
Army of the Dead (2021), in which what happens in Vegas damned well better stay in Vegas…

Crocodile (1979), in which Sompote Sands evidently couldn’t quite complete the shift of gears between ripping off “Ultraman” and ripping off Jaws

Devil’s Express (1975), in which Brooklyn karate gangs battle each other for dope-pushing territory and an ancient Chinese demon for the fate of humankind…

Halloween 6: The Curse of Michael Myers (1995), in which screenwriter Daniel Farrands attempts to revitalize a floundering, superannuated slasher franchise by reconfiguring it as an “X-Files” clone…

and…

Halloween: The Curse of Michael Myers (1995), in which the studio walks that back with a quickness after the original cut gets curbstomped by preview audiences.
 
Also, I’ve finally grown sufficiently embarrassed of some of the reviews from my first few years of operation to rewrite them practically from the ground up. So far I’ve identified a dozen reviews in need of such treatment, and I expect I’ll discover a few more before I’m through. Here’s the first installment on that project:
 
The Curse of Frankenstein (1957), in which Hammer Film Productions were just trying not to get sued, but accidentally touched off a revolution in world horror cinema…

Die, Monster, Die! (1965), in which American International Pictures entrust Daniel Haller to do for H.P. Lovecraft what Roger Corman had already done for Edgar Allan Poe, but the venture doesn’t go nearly as well…

and…

First Man into Space (1958), in which an also-also-ran British studio perfects the art of impersonating cheap American crap.

 

 

 

 

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