I didn’t quite get everything written that I wanted to, so there’ll be one last film from this year’s B-Fest reviewed in the next update, but I came pretty close:

Arcade (1993), in which you should always make sure the human brain tissue you’re harvesting to power the processor of your cutting-edge virtual reality game didn’t come from a child who was abused to death, lest the kid’s spirit reassert itself as Nintendo Power Freddy Krueger…

The Chilling (1989), in which a cryonics lab really ought to produce a higher class of zombies than these…

Hard Rock Zombies (1984), in which these zombies, on the other hand, are exactly the ones you’d expect to arise when a necromantic spell is cast over the graves of a slain cock-rock band…

Hot Potato (1975), in which we all deserved so much more from a sequel to Black Belt Jones…

Runaway (1984), in which the cops in charge of dealing with malfunctioning robots find themselves confronting droids that have been deliberately programmed for crime instead…

and…

She-Devils on Wheels (1968), in which Herschell Gordon Lewis can make a biker movie every bit as awful as his worst gore or soft-porn flicks.