House on the Edge of the Park 1980

I never realized some of the bad cinematic choices made by my parents while growing up until recently. I say this not because HOTEOTP is a bad movie, it's the fact that the decision to allow a seven/eight year old kid to watch this Italian sleazefest - That's the bad part. God love them, tho. David Hess pretty much carved his career in stone as forever being a brutal sadistic rapist with no regard for women or life in general with this Rugerro Deodato brute-fest. Last House on the Left left him wounded, walking in a dead mans waddle, but House on the Edge of the Park was the fatal shot. Alex (Hess) and Ricky (Italian sleazemeister Giovanni Lombardo Radice) are quiet the abnormal pair. From the get go, we're introduced to an 'ambush' rape - Alex seeing a short haired blond in the car next to him, forcing her off the road, then raping her. For a few minutes, one may get the inkling that Krug had somehow survived and made his way to Italy. We shouldn't be so lucky. Alex and Ricki are two lone mechanics - Alex being the semi-boss, or the brains of the bunch, using the somewhat 'slow-minded' Ricky as a superiority crutch - someone to boss around and ultimately shove around. Ricky is somewhat likable, as we see his childish innocence right away. From the start, we realize that Alex and Ricky don't make a good pair, especially the way Alex seems to be the one in control. It's evening and Alex is getting all dolled up in his black and yellow club suit, looking mighty fine. Ricky is decked out in his leather jacket and jeans, discussing certain plans for the evening. Before long, a crew on their way to a party need a quick fix for their car and offer Alex forty bucks to fix it. Incidentally, after looking the car over, the crew invite the two dressed up mechanics out for a night of 'boogieing'. They soon arrive at a very large mansion, where a few more party goers await - one of the most memorable being a bald black woman. Yeah, a bald black woman. Things go pretty good at first, until one of the guys at the party suggest playing a game of poker. Ricky has to pretty much ask Alex if he can play, but Alex being the good slave driver he is, allows Ricky to play. Soon, Alex realizes that they're taking him for a ride and scheming together to beat his every hand. Ricky has no idea that he's being taken advantage of, not even after the little fiasco earlier, involving a half naked Ricky and the cold clubby hands of the female party goers. To put it bluntly, Alex doesn't take well to the fact that they're trying to pull one over on them. He pretty much goes ballistic, beating the total shit out of a couple of the guys and cutting up and raping every woman in his path. He takes the house under siege, locking everyone in, telling them their every move. Ricky, being somewhat 'easier minded' than his bugged out friend Alex, just wants to call it a night, but Alex isn't done yet - He wants to have some fun. To make a long story short, what we get is a brutal, sleazy, sadistic, mysgyonic piece of cinema, that serves no other purpose than to shock and repulse you. I'm not sure which is worse in terms of brutality, Last House on the Left or House On the Edge of the Park. I have actually interviewed both David Hess and Giovanni Lombardo Radice, and both guys have fun memories of each other, and most of all, fund memories of making House on the Edge of the Park. (I'll post the interviews soon). Like most rape/revenge flicks, Alex gets what's coming to him, but not after lashing out and accidentally mortally wounding little old Ricky. Hess puts on a pretty good performance and is always strangely likable, even when he's a sadistic psycho. I could never understand this. Anyway, this ain't for the squeamish. I really feel sorry for people who actually 'enjoy' or as Lomberto-Radice likes to say, 'get off on'' these types of films'. Films like these are pretty much a one time thing with me, as the subject matter is just a little to tight - The same can be said for I Spit on Your Grave. I still find myself watching this little Italian dung-fest from time to time, but I really have to put on my blinders and remind myself that I'm not depraved, I just need a wake-up call.

Beware of Satan's Blade

A few posts ago, I entered mentioned something about the obscure 1982 slasher called Satan'sBlade (one time theater release in one rented theater at a theater in Adams Avenue, California.). It was later released on a few labels on video back in 1984. There's the Mogul and Prism labels. There's a few of them but I can"t recall them off the top of my head. Anyway, here's a few screen shots from the sensible hero of the film (Tom Bongiorno) who plays the character Tony a official Lawyer after passing his bar exam. Aside from them, here are a few updated shots of him that's recent, and another back when he was a Neil Diamond impersonator of all things. The pics were posted on Hysteria-Lives.co.uk by Justin Kerswell, and I hope he doesn't care if I borrow them. Incidentally, the pics are posted beside an interview I conducted with the obscure one time actor. You can view the whole interview on Kerswell's brilliant slasher site http://www.hysteria-lives.co.uk
All you ever wanted to know about Satan's Blade.


"He's coming to America''.


Tom and his striking new wife. Congrads Tom.


Tom and the one line king, Al, boozing it up before biting Satan's Blade



Tom talking sensible after Stephanie's advances.



Tom in awe of the legend of The Mountain man

The Boogeyman

The movie begins with the 'Halloween-esque' shot of a quaint suburban home, all nestled quietly against beautiful lush scenery and ambiant darkness. Faint blues are used throughout, giving us the impression that something sinister is about to happen inside.

The camera latches still on the curious young faces of Willy and Lacey, who look barely six. They peak through the window at their alcoholic mother and her drunken sadistic boyfriend having foreplay (with a stocking over his face) when they get caught. It seems the boyfriend likes to tie young Billy to the bed when he's been a bad boy and leave him there.

Young Lacey, inclining on her sibling survival techniques, runs to the kitchen and grabs a butchers knife, and cuts the ropes from Willy's wrists. He frees himself and runs to mom's bedroom (where her and boyfriend are making love) with the butcher's knife, and stabs the shit out of pantyhose man. Anyway, doesn't all this - the butchers knife, the voyeurism, the opening shot, (I forgot to mention the music), the murdering of someone by a young child - doesn't all this sound like we're in store for a masked killer who will ultimately 'come home' sometime during the movie? Sure it does, and why wouldn't it?

I don't want to give Lommel more credit than he deserves with his entry into the slasher sub-genre, but he threw us a loop - not just ripping off 'Halloween', but 'Amityville Horror', and 'The Exorcist' as well.

Anyway, after the kid knifes his mom's boyfriend to death, we go on down the road a bit, (around twenty years) where we find a Lacey who has grown into a nice looking young woman, and her brother who now is mute (ever since that fateful night. wouldn't you know it..?) Oh yeah, I almost forgot: It seems as if a certain mirror in the bedroom on that night twenty years ago (My mom used to have one just like it - she purchased it for twenty bucks back in the early eighties.) captured the image of Willy murdering his abusive father figure and somehow traps the spirit of the dead boyfriend inside it.

It seems as if Lacey and her brother have made a pretty good life for themselves. She's a grown woman now, married to a local policeman, where she and her brother live with his family in a big nice house on a farm.

Everything is going great until Lacey receives a letter from her psychotic mother who states that the doctors haven't given her much time to live, and that she feels it her right to be able to see she and Willy before she passes on. This takes Lacey through a flashback of that fateful night, and resurfaces all those happenings, leaving her is a state of shit, I mean shock.

Weird things start to happen and people start to die in weird ways. Lacey starts seeing her mom dead boyfriend (with pantyhose over his face and all) in mirrors throughout the house. Willy paints mirrors black in a symbolic gesture.. It's all about the mirror's baby! An old hypnotist ( played by John Carradine) soon gets involved, and during a session, is witness to Lacey's demons. It's suggested that she go back to the house where her problems had originated and tackle her inner demons.

Well, this seems like a good idea. She and her husband travel to that old two story house where three siblings are alone while Ma and Pa are on vacation. Lacey and her husband ask to come in and see the house again. All is fine until she walks into the bedroom. It just so happens that the same exact mirror that was on the wall twenty years ago, just so happens to be in the same spot in the same bedroom. Ok, now that's the most logical thing I've ever heard.

Anyway, it's explained that the mirror just somehow never got thrown out and crap begins to happen. Lacey sees pantyhose man in the mirror and bashes it all to hell. Like any normal person, Lacey's husband puts all the pieces of the broken mirror in a paper bag and they take it back home with them.

After they leave, one of the weirdest death scenes in horror film history happens. If by some chance someone reading this review hasn't seen it yet, I'm not going to give it away, but let's just say that three siblings die in about thirty seconds, via some kick ass ways.

To make a long story short, throw in a little bit of a possession flick, mixed with another sub genre, into a big bowl of slasherness, and you'll ultimately end up with, 'The Boogeyman.'

Throw in a priest who tries to fight the menacing spirit of the pantyhose man, along with a mute brother who finally builds up enough strength to speak during the traumatic ending and you pretty much have it. Dammit, throw in a dumpy shot-on-video look (I have the old vhs copy) and THEN you'll have it.

I think I'm done. Wait, I said that looking into a mirror. So, did I actually say that backwards?

High Tension (aka Switchblade Romance (2003)

I can't really pin point why, but High Tension is one of the most disturbing slasher films I've seen in quite some time. The uncut version has quite a few brutal scenes that aren't for the squeamish. I felt weird for about a week afterwards to tell you the truth. Was it the scene involving some sicko giving himself oral pleasure by means of decapitated head? Was it the brutal killing of 'Dad'? The almost unheard of child death? I'd say it's all of the above.

Slasher film are meant to create a public reaction. Alexandre Aja certainly accomplished what he set out to do. An American family have moved to France, still getting use to all the little differences. Alexia has befriended Marie and decides to have her stay the week-end at her family's house.

By this point, the movie has almost a psycho-perverted feel to it already. During the opening scene, a man in a dirty old truck pleasures himself with a severed head. He's mumbling something in French the whole time, simply throwing the head out the window when he's finished. Needless to say this is a very powerful scene. This, to me, set the mood for the entire film. There was always this hidden perverted undertone all the way throughout that made me feel uneasy.

Just as everyone goes to sleep, Marie decides to put on her head-set and have herself a little masturbation session. Marie fingers to the groove and is probably thinking about her friend Alexia. (Earlier, she spied on her while she was taking a shower.) Just as she climaxes, the same killer we see at the beginning of the film hurries up the driveway in his old rusty truck. He knocks on the door. Dad wonders who the hell it is and answers the door. Psycho-perv slices Dad's throat and violently crushes his head with a large chest.

He violently kills mom and Alexia's son via shotgun, but decides to spare Alexia by gagging her and tying her up. Marie stealthily maneuveres around the house undetected, trying not to make a noise. Finally, the killer carries Alexia outside and throws her in the back of rhe truck. Somehow, Marie ends up in the back with her friend as the killer drives her to some unknown destination.

Hight Tension is just that. It maintains a constant level of tension. You're always wondering what's going to happen next. Who's going to get beheaded or have their face bludgeoned violently? What perverted things is this psycho-perv going to do to these innocent girls?

As I mentioned earlier, this film has a number of perverted undertones but never really shows us anything we haven't seen before. (Although, the severed head giving head scene made me cringe. I haven't did that in a long time) It's funny how that one scene opened up the door for things to seem more sexually charged than they really are.

Anyway, you can't really say too much more about it without giving away the ending. Some people absolutely despise the ending. Me, personally? I love it. I think it capped it off really well pending the subject matter anyway. I think it was a brave wraparound if you ask me. To be honest, I'm not real sure if the ending was originially in the script, or if it was tacked on by the producers. Either way, I think it works. Some people see it as a copout, I see it as a venue to a whole box of unanswered questions. This is one of those rare occasions where some things are better left unsaid. I think it's more fitting for the viewer to actually try and grasp what they've seen, but keep an open mind. We delve deep into a mind that becomes more corrupt as sex makes its way into the picture. This being evident, it's hard to deny the very risky subject matter and feel a little tarnished by it. Think New York Ripper. Fulci gave us gore, death, and sex all in one basket. It's almost too much to handle at once. The same can be said for High Tension, except on a lower scale.

The score captures the foreign aspect which I thought worked really well. It made things seem almost exotic and even more hopeless. Sometimes the foreign feel to an over seas production hinders things, but in this case, it enhances the mood of the story. Let me just say without giving everything away that the filmmakers (or whomever) didn't give us a conventional reveal. They gave us so many welcomed cliche's throughout the film, but totally side stepped what they were doing and lead us into a brick wall.

Should you watch High Tension? If you're a fan of the old school slasher film, I don't see how you could possibly go wrong in watching it. The ending may or may not be your cup of tea, but there's no denying it's affect.

Graduation Day 1981

Spoilers Below

I'm straddling the fence on this little slasher attempt. I get the idea that Herb Freed, director, (now there's a name) thought he had himself a slasher gem on his hands. This film takes itself way too seriously, but does deliver on a few levels, but mediocre at best.

Good old stand-by Chris George (Pieces, The Gates of Hell,) is an overbearing track and field coach and likes to push his students over the edge. He must have pushed a little too hard because one girl decides to 'give up the ghost' during a public track meet, falling over dead from an apparent heart attack due to over exertion. Uh oh! We just know that someone has got to avenge the girl's death, and much to our expectations, someone does.

Whomever it may be is doing away with people on the track team, donning a sweat suit, giallio-esque black gloves, and a stopwatch. It seems as if the killer times his victims deaths- from the time he spots them, (he/she hitting the button) until the murder is over. The spontaneous killer tries to orchestrate his kills in under thirty seconds, the same amount of time our little female track star had to please the coach's demand for a fast time

Graduation Day is filled with would-be red herrings, but none of them play out too extensively. The formulaic layout of the slasher film in the earliest of the 80's was still in its infancy so-to-speak, so Chris George's character COULD have been conceived as being the killer. (Although we find out later he's not, when he's confronted by the killer)

I'll give Herb Freed SOME credit. I'll not detract from his wanton slasher 'masterpiece'. There are some very decent shots that present themselves in subtle ways throughout the film, but it was quiet hard to enjoy my old RCA vhs and its constant glare throughout. It's like watching a movie through a sunlit riddled window, a light haze hovering above everything.

Hey, I almost forgot big sister (who is in the Navy, doesn't get along with her father, and is 'tough as nails') and the mock Friday the 13th scene - ala Annie being given a ride by a husky old truck driver, as this time, its the big sister of the fallen track star making her way home for her sisters funeral. Is it big sis in a rage?

We also have Kevin. He's probably one of the ugliest individuals I've ever seen. He looks like someone the casting agents picked up off the streets, decided to shave, and ultimately give the part as a mourning boyfriend who planned to marry 'track girl' on 'Graduation Day'. To be totally honest, it's not real hard to guess who the killer is. He does have a unique, albeit cheesy way of offing his victims. We have one chic getting murdered in the girls locker-room. The last time I checked, it's pretty much hard to kill someone in a school without getting caught, nevertheless, slasher films don't make room for much continuity, so there's not much to pick at if one has conceived this idea from the get-go.

I'm not totally gonna diss Graduation Day. It has its flaws, but it also has its moments. There's some really good chase scenes entwined with some off-beat atmosphere, and a few original murders - Like a spike horizontally stuck through a football, thrown in a perfect Dan Marino spiral directly into its human target -or- the lone pole vaulter who lands on a mat full of strategically placed spikes. At least a little bit of thinking went into the death scenes.

By some odd means, I find myself watching this one more than I should, even though I don't watch it very much. (Is that a paradox?) Anyway, for the slasher completest like me, this is a must have simply because its Graduation Day. For fans of old 80's horror in general, if you can find it, it's well worth the 99c rental at your local video store. While you won't get many scares along the way, you'll get a full stomach by getting extra helpings of cheese.

Driller Killer 1979

Like most classic horror films of the seventies and the early 80's, I saw most of them when I was a kid. Driller Killer just so happened to be a rental one Saturday night by the folks. I remember the copy of the vhs we rented stating at the beginning, 'This film is meant to be played loud'. I never really fully got what this artsy film was trying to say, but after many years and a lot more experience in my my cinematic indulgences, I understand what director Abel Ferarra was trying to pull of.

We have a strange painter (Reno) , living with his two female roomates in what could be considered a 'shanty' place. They're barely making ends meat. Reno's paintings haven't been selling and the neighbors that moves in next door to him do nothing to elevate his artistic visions. 'The Roosters', a VERY LOUD Punk band play their music day and night right next door to Reno, driving him insane. Needless to say, like most painters I've come into contact with, they get the hots for portable drills. Reno seems to get a little too excited when he sees commercials on television for a portable drill for only twenty bucks. He also has these weird scenarios in his head - everything is all blood crimson, his face and hair covered in blood at the sound of this very aggravating squelching.

This is where the statement I mentioned earlier comes into play. If you turn the film up louder than normal, you get the sense of what Reno must have endured (even to a greater degree) on a daily and nightly basis. Ala 'I Drink Your Blood', where a group of satanic hippies infected with rabies freak out at loud high pitched noises. Driller Killer delivers on lousy sounding nuances to literally pound the viewers senses. There's this horrible urge to turn the television down, but there's also this feeling that we're missing out on the whole point if we do. Irritating, vibrating, high pitched noises - All the way through the film. Together with Reno's dead painting career, lack of money for the bills, and his failed love attempt, it's no wonder he goes mad and murders homeless people. I think this is also a statement. Reno was only one step away from being homeless himself. Reno despised the homeless 'bums', but was overly afraid of becoming one himself, thus, taking his murderous aggression out on them. That's not the only 'class' of people Reno kills, however.

If you're in for something a little different, but still not the greatest thing in the world, check out Driller Killer. Not a bad early effort from Ferarra, who later delivered a few more cult favorites.

Just Before Dawn 1982

Jeff Lieberman's 1982 backwoods slasher Just Before Dawn is one of those needles in the haystack. You know it's there, but you truly don't appreciate it until after you've stuck yourself with it. What sets this film apart from the majority of 80's backwoods slasher attempts is the location, alongside some very likable characters. Besides this, all of them can act. Plus, anything with George Kennedy gets a few points already.


Spoilers Below

We have a film filled with beautiful and creepy imagery. It's doused with certain charms that one can't explain, giving it that extra oomph that a film like this needs. Leiberman went out on a limb with Just Before Dawn and succeeded for the most part. Sadly, this film had gotten nowhere near the recognition it deserved over the years (as with The Final Terror), but not too long ago, Media Blasters released a special edition 2 disc set packed with extra features. To be honest, I was hoping for better picture quality. I don't even think it's the infinitive uncut print.

Anyway, we have a very eerie opening scene that involves two hunters in an abandoned church. They just happen to be smack dab in the middle of nowhere, with trees and landscape as far as you can see. They're standing in the church (which happens to have a strategically placed hole in the roof) bragging about their kill when the older hunter sees this huge man staring down at him. He gets freaked out, goes outside to check things out, but leaves his nephew Vachel inside. After a minute or two, Vachel turns to follow his Uncle outside, when the same face we saw staring down at them leaps out from behind a door and violently stabs Vachel through the genital area.

This scene made me jump. BUT, how could the same guy that was on the roof be inside? He's not Jason Vorhees, he can't be in two places at once, right?
We soon learn as one of the campers is walking across a rope bridge that there's actually two of these giants. Yep, their twins. Crazy inbred, machete carrying twins. They make some very menacing 'killers'. They seem to have the mind of a three year old and have no real grasp on reality. Wrong or right. Lacking morality and conscious makes anyone become more menacing.

Anyway, what we get is the normal slasher facade - campers partying. Campers talking. Campers getting spooked a few times (Especially in one scene that involves a couple swimming.)
To cut it short, if you're a slasher fan of the 80's, Just Before Dawn has enough of every element to make it work. Appreciate the lush cinematography (although the Media Blaster print has a foggy 'haze' all the way through it) and serious approach to the otherwise cheese filled cavities we see in most low budget slasher movies.

The Dorm That Dripped Blood Comics

"Please, stop killing. For me?"


"I can't believe you did all the cocaine. I'm so hurt."



"Gimme a D! Gimme an E! Gimme an A! Gimme a D! What's that spell!?"


"I finally passed that kidney stone."

The Burning 1980

Imagine how Cropsy feels out there in that summer heat at Camp Blackfoot. The guy's smoldering anyway - ever since being the victim of a kids prank that left him charred from head to toe.

Old Cropsy can't seem to let things die, and his temper is hot. He's got a burning desire to get back at the kids who turned him into a roasted duck.(Not to be confused with Fulci's quacking duck) The skin grafts at the hospital didn't take. No. No luck there. A proto-Freddy Kruger? Maybe?

C'mon, Cropsy! It's been five years since your accident. This group of kids had absolutely nothing to do with your little 'explosion' all those years back. Just leave 'em alone! I see there's no talking Cropsy out of sharpening his garden shears and stalking the camp once again. He knows Jason usually does the camp stalking, but he feels it necessary to prove a point.

Anyway, Cropsy kills. He does a little thing called the raft massacre - Which is one of the most brutal scenes is slasher movie history. Tom Savini flaunts his stuff and catches another STD behind the scenes. There's George Costanza with hair, alongside the Fast Times At Ridgemont High nerd. There's a couple pairs of tits and a few asses. Yeah, we're doing good aren't we?

Great gore. Great score. Great atmosphere. Wonderful setting. Everything that makes a slasher movie a slasher movie. It has a very upbeat feeling that's lacking in a lot of slashers. Most slasher movies have this depressing vibe about them, but once in a while you'll get one that strives for a higher mood. Sometimes that depressing vibe helps out in regards to atmosphere as a whole, but sometimes films can become too depressing for their own good.

A rarity in the low budget slasher genre is decent acting. We get some above par acting from a young Jason Alexander and Fisher Stevens. Holly Hunter is also in there somewhere, but doesn't get much screen time. The slasher fan always seems to have this one high on their list of favorites. It's become sort of a staple to have this one in the collection. Mandatory? I'd say so. Grab that newly released The Burning dvd and have some fun.

Prom Night 1980

Prom Night is a teenage thriller set in a big city high school. Kim (Jamie Lee Curtis) and Nick (Casey Stevens) will be crowned Queen and King of the Prom and the excitement is evident. But a number of subplots threaten to disrupt the celebrations of the evening and eventually turn it into a night of horror.''

Doesn't sound too bad. Wrong. I don't hate this movie, but honestly, it's one of the more boring and dated entries in the slasher department. We start off with a now systematic scene involving a group of young kids. They're playing a twisted version of tag that involves one kid being the victim and the remaining kids being the 'killers'. (Not that kids playing twisted tag is systematic, but the 'accident 6 years earlier' thingy)

A tall lanky, little girl runs throughout the corridors of the building, hiding from her pursuers as they chant (simultaneously) ,"The Killers are coming!". Finally, the little girl gets cornered by this group of little pricks and accidentally falls two stories to her death through a window. We really wouldn't have a slasher unless the kids decide to cover up her death and keep quiet the fact they taunted her until she fell. It's not as big of a secret as these kids think. Just as they speed away on their bicycles, a little boys foot steps into view. Yes, he knows what happened.

Just as one might have guessed, we go down the road 6 or 7 years. It's the day of the Prom. All is well, but we get quick edits to an unseen killer. They're marking out pictures of random kids an a high school year book with a tube of lipstick - Making eerie phone calls. Could it be the little boy that steps into frame to reveal that somebody knows?

There's not much to discuss in between. A few strange things happen. Jamie Lee gets spooked along with a couple other students. There's actually some hint of character development, giving prelude to the fact that Kim has an arch rival ,who'll evidently befriend a greaser punk just to use him for revenge against her. We almost get a ''Carrie'' subplot, which was basically a slap in the face if you ask me.

There's a good fight scene. We get a little comical relief in the form of a fat tub of lard who calls himself 'Slick'. He likes his herb and thinks he's John Travolta with the women. (Not that Travolta likes women) He does gain a few points for keeping his marijuana stash in an American History book. Aside from this, he drives a van!

Aside from a few comical sequences and a couple red herrings, there's not really much to report about. We do, however, get treated to the same disco song in a Jamie Lee's dance scene (for what seems like an hour) - and a half way decent fight scene involving Kim's brother (Alex) and the greaser punk I mentioned earlier.

The killer's choice of attire is less than to be desired. A black jumpsuit, accompanied by a boggin and giallioesque black gloves. He DOES like to use an axe, tho. To be honest, I don't know if the reveal of the killer was as plain as day or not. It may be just be me, but the whole film seemed like it was edited by a six year old.

Conclusion: The first of a series that would spawn three sequels. The first two sequels delve into the supernatural area while the fourth installment delves back into the straight slasher department. For the slasher completest, Prom Night has got to be in the collection. It's as dated as you can get. I certainly wouldn't mind if I ever saw it again. For the completest, if you can find it in a 1$ bin, do it for the sake of it.

Unhinged 1982

Unhinged somehow skipped by me at the video store growing up. Not until a couple years ago had I even heard of it. I managed to finally pick it up (after much contemplation) on dvd, but never got around to watching it for a couple of weeks. In the mean time, I did a little search on it and discovered it made the UK's 'Video Nasties' list back in the 80's. Of course, because a film is on the list doesn't make it an instant success.
Unhinged is like that punk in high school who talks a lot of shit but never really does anything about it. We start off simple enough. Three girls are on their way to a jazz concert when they have an accident. I never knew so many young women were into jazz! Anyway, someone finds them and brings them back to a mansion to mend up. It's the home of an invalid spinster and her 'daughter' where eccentricity reigns with an iron fist.

I don't know, but didn't they have hospital's back in 1982? Were they so deep in God's country that they didn't have the means to take them to an emergency room? The girls vaguely ask to be sent to a hospital as one of the girls is still concussed, but evidently they don't mind the lack of medical attention or sheer disregard for human health displayed by the rich eccentrics.

Don Gronquist (director) actually did a pretty good job involving direction. For the most part, most of the shots were pretty tight. The scenery was great. The wet Autumn laden trees were pleasing to the eye as we get a couple helicopter shots that for the most part, are unheard of in no budget film making. I'll take it and semi-like it. I thought Gronquist built tension pretty well. The movie does run a bit slow, having an even slower bodycount. I guess Gronquist stated in an interview that he was going to give Unhinged the Halloween treatment, giving us a lot of implications instead of gratuitous violence. Still, the death scenes are spectacularly done, with a keen giallo-like feel to it that's unmistakable.

The acting and pace are the culprits here. I'm sure the casting department probably picked up local actors because most of them had this weird nasal accent that's hard not to notice. Needless to say, it's quite amateurish , but picks up a few times along the way. Gronquist probably watched the dailies and realized the acting sucked and laid down the balls, I mean law to the straying actresses.

Unhinged manages to keep a somber ton throughout. It's quite depressing, honestly. The synthesizer score is reminiscent of almost anything from the 80's. Not too bad, but definitely not something you wanna try and find a download for. I've gotta say that I never saw the ending coming. It would be safe to say that it's one of the more shocking endings I have ever seen in a horror film. This ranks up their directly behind Sleepaway Camp's reveal. I was repulsed and literally shocked when I saw what was going on. Is the ending enough to redeem Unhinged as a whole? Again, you tell me. I'll be honest and say it might. Unhinged truly isn't a bad movie. It's a bland movie. There are a few Norman Bates type spying sequences that involves heavy breathing and masturbation. To be honest, it's some disturbing stuff. Too bad that those scenes are few and far between.

If you're the slasher completest and must have every slasher film from The Forest to the Halloween remake, go ahead and grab it. Hell, if you can find it for under 5$, go ahead and pick it up for the disturbing ending alone. It's worth 5$ just for the wake-up call.

When there's no more thread in Hell...

"I don't want to be threading around like that!"

Hider in the House 1988

A pre-bugged out Gary Busey portrays a resident psychopath (Tom Sykes) in a very strange performance that will ultimately make you pull back the shower curtain before taking a piss. Not really, but I like Busey. I would, however, hide in the shower if I saw him coming towards me.

After his release from a state institution, Tom finds a cozy new place to call home: a secret place he builds in the attic of the Dryer family home. No, not Fred Dryer's family. Hunter would have found him and let Dee Dee have a round or two with him.

Sykes definitely knows how to hide. As a child Tom would escape his parents violent outbursts and abuse by hiding in the most remote areas of the house. It's not long before he finally gets tired of being burned with cigarettes and torches down the house with his parents in it.

By setting up an elaborate microphone system in the attic, Tom's able to hear every word they say. He knows more about the Dryer family than Fred Dryer knows about them. Tom is now part of the house and his obsession with Julie unleashes hidden demons trapped in a mind that's trapped in an attic.

Tom finally makes himself known to Julie after he finds Phil and his mistress at a local restaurant. (He sets up a plan to have her meet him at the same hotel he uses with his mistress.) After the fur flies and Phil gets caught in the act, he's told to leave. Tom strategically places himself in the middle of a schoolyard fight between Julie's son and some monkey-bar punk. Julie appreciates Tom stepping in and little by little Tom starts to come around.

Things get a little hazy in Julie's eyes when Tom teaches her son some new defense techniques that involves viciously hurting one's opponent by means of nut blows, knees, and elbows. Things are set in stone when Tom shows how screwed up he his by almost refusing to take no for an answer when he asks for a formal date with Julie.

The film as a whole deals loosely with the psychological aspect of a bad upbringing. (Almost similar to a 1970's film called Bad Ronald - about a guy who lives in the walls of the house in which new tenants move in) Tom's arms are riddled with scars from cigarette burns. The conclusion of his visits to his shrink have him worried. He's afraid he'll 'loose control' again. The shrink talks nice, but isn't too keen on the notion of having him released. I wouldn't let Gary Busey roam the free world either.

What sets this movie off from the rest of the 'I'm crazy because I was abused as a kid' movies is the fact that at heart, Tom is a big old Teddy Bear. He really doesn't want to hurt anyone. His motives are pure in his own mind, but those damned old memories seem to trigger his rough temper. All he wants to do is lead an all American life, equipped with a wife and kids. Tom actually is a character to be pitied. I truly never saw him as a villain until the finale.

There's not much slicing and dicing going on, but the movie as a whole has a few slasher undertones. I guess one could classify it as such. I classify marijuana as a hearty breakfast, so...

One thing I do know is that a dog, an ill fated exterminator, and Julie's friend get killed and buried. Another thing I know is that this movie is quiet entertaining. Busey gives a wonderful performance and really doesn't have to act too much. As we all know, Busey is crazy anyway. Also, Mimi Roger's is smoking as usual, reminding me for the world of my beautiful wife.

If you're a fan of psychological horror films as well as slasher films, you can't go wrong. No masterpiece, but no pile of trash either. I'll admit, the scenario is quiet outlandish. Not too many people would look over the fact that some crazy man is living in the attic, but it makes way for some good stuff on celluloid. By the way, this is/was a made for television film that debuted on the USA network back in the day.

The Final Terror filming locations

Here's an interesting site that shows up-to-date information on Howland Hill Road in Del Norte California. In case you're wondering what this has to do with horror movies, it's the filming location for the 1983 slasher film The Final Terror. http://virtualguidebooks.com/NorthCalif/RedwoodPark/HowlandHillRd/HowlandHillRd_TOC.html

Final Exam 1981

Jimmy Houston gives us something a little different than your normal slasher fare. A lot of people think the character development and the time it took the director to give us insight on our characters detracts from the film, making it seem like a talky television movie. In some respects this is quite true.

While going a different direction in regards to characters, Houston still gives us the already clichéd shot of two love bird co-eds getting all hot and sweaty in the back seat of 'jock boy's' car. Familiar territory already.

Wouldn't you know it? After the star quarterback for his college football team finally talks his date into the back seat, someone starts fucking with them - pushing and bumping the car. The dude's first instinct is that it was probably one of his jealous team mates, but he soon figures out it probably isn't when someone jumps on the hood of his car and slices a huge hole in the canopy of quarterback's convertible with a big butcher's knife. He then realizes he should get the hell out of Dodge and jumps in the front seat, but is quickly jerked through the hole in the canopy and manhandled onto the hood of the car. The killer lunges his silvery bladed butcher's knife deep into quarterbacks chest as his girlfriend watches in horror.

We then witness a close-up of the screaming chic in the back seat. The camera zooms in on her ugly face while her annoying scream goes on until our next fade in.

It's the next day and a group of co-ed acquaintances are discussing the murders that took place at the rival college. (ala Scream) There's a pretty uplifting vibe to the film already, as the characters make jokes and make light of the situation. One of the Frat boys going as far as to say that since the star quarterback from the rival team was now dead, "they might have a chance to take them."

During this short little opening to introduce our main characters, we get to learn a lot about them already. We realize that they're seemingly normal (well, all except for Radish who's obviously a closet homo) people with thoughts and feelings like the rest of us sub-humans.

Mark, one of the football-jock-frat boy-pricks is even cool in his own right. Final exams are there and he needs to pass, but like most red blooded Americans he plans to cheat because he didn't study. Well, I guess you could call it cheating. I'm not going to go into detail because this is ultimately a great surprise in the movie. Let's just say that I thought Houston was going to give us a morsel of slasherness and shy away from it, giving us a 'Red Dawn' rip-off instead.

Nevertheless, we have our virginal heroine, Courtney. Everyone loves her, but she can't find the right person. She's the one who'll let you cheat off her even though she's contemplating your murder in her mind. There's the serial killer freak who has a poster of the Toolbox Murders up in his dorm room. He always drinks Irish whiskey at the end of the term, and probably would prefer Courtney if she were a man. We have our fat coach who lives his dreams through his students when he could still do a single push-up. There's a drunken security guard who'll get your goat. There's a whole slew of likable characters to root for.

I almost forgot to mention that there's hardly any bloodshed in this movie, and not until forty-five minutes after our opening sequence does anyone come into contact with the killer. BUT, all is not in vain. This film has loads of atmosphere to keep it on the right slasher track. It indeed is talky throughout, and plays off like a television drama at times, but it delivers on a larger level during the last thirty minutes. The finale is really well done. We get to see glimpses of the killers face, which is basically an ordinary man in a green army jacket.

The lighting is very well done and the setting of the school added more gloom and doom to the situation. There's also some very good camera work in regards to certain shots - The 'Shining-esque' shot of Courtney walking down the long hallway after she finds Radish's face smashed through a door. Some very good stuff.

What's the motive for the killer's murderous rage? Well, it never answers that question. We're left wondering why he chose to stalk college campuses in his black van and ultimately butcher coeds like they molested him when he was a kid or something. I should be pissed at this idea, but the open ending rings true on the same bell as Halloween. (Not to mention the similar piano score) Maybe the producers got a little ahead of themselves thinking they had a gem on their hands, thus the obvious sequel. Aside from all the obvious detractions, Final Exam still works for me.

Giovanni Lombardo Radice: Italian Cult Movie Star

Wow!~ Here's Giovanni Lombardo Radice's (aka: John Morghen) official site. For those of you not familiar, he's suffered some of the most violent cinematic deaths in the history of Italian cinema. From getting drilled through his head via table drill in The Gates of Hell, to having his hand, top of his head, and his penis chopped off in Cannibal Ferox, Giovanni Lombardo Radice has suffered many gruesome deaths by the hands of some of Italy's most prolific special effects/make-up artists.
http://www.johnmorghen.com

The Dead Next Door 1988

This is a little breather in between all the slasher films I've referred to during this little stint as a 'blogger'. I DO feel accepted now. I DO feel loved, and in some respects, I DO see the light. But, I don't think it's the blog within itself that's the big draw, but for simple fact that it's an easy, simple way to put your thoughts on your own website. Blogger.com does all the web work for you. All you have to do is come up with the content. Too bad that 80% of the blogs out there are entertainment related. Makes it hard to come up with your own niche' if your wants for a blog warrants those expertise.

Dead Next Door is one of those zombie lover needles in a haystack. You've played in the hay a thousand times, but then the needle ends up sticking you in the ass. This is one of those occasions that you just wanna go out and blow all your money on beer and pot, grab a few buddies and have a riot.

First off, this little gem took almost four years to fully complete. (Production actually beginning in 1984 IIRC) JR. Bookwalter, for those of you who don't know, is somewhat of a low budget guru in the cult film industry. He started his snit as a director, with this film being his most well known, but later went into the field of actually producing low budget horror films such as, Skinned Alive and Ozone (which he also directed, just to name a few.)

I've got loads of respect for Bookwalter. I've actually conversed with the guy on more than one occasion and he's one of the most down to earth guys you'll ever meet. Unlike some people, just because I like the guy, and respect him for the dedication it took to make this film, I'm not going to give it a biased review. It indeed has it's flaws (especially if your cursed with a non remastered vhs copy) and is obviously a poor mans Dawn of the Dead.

Shying away from any further talk on Bookwalter or any of his cool production team, The DeadNext Door is somewhat of an enigma. There's loads of zany gore, goofy characters, and so many in your face Dawn of the Dead and Evil Dead references that it isn't even funny. It's obvious Bookwalter was, and still is a big fan of 'DOTD' and The Evil Dead. He goes so far as to prove his love for the films that during the opening scene, we have some zombies throwing down Creepshow, The Evil Dead,.Dawn of the Dead and The Texas Chainsaw Massacre on the counter in a Man and Pa videostore, just before devouring the clerk. All the fanboy worship could have been strenuous, making some people despise the film simply for those reasons, but for some reason or another, it actually works here.

We jump ahead two years. The zombies have pretty much taken over things - invading residences and well stocked homes and shelters, tearing them to bits in a zany comic book fashion. There's a group of police officer's turned Zombie Squad who's job is to go out daily and kill as many zombies as they can. With this premise, you know that there's something a little different. By this short time, the whole feel to the movie brings a very homely and welcomed familiarity along with the normal actors and settings. You even have a bunch of red neck zombie killers all balled up into one room watching The Evil Dead on an old television set, sort of taking notes on how to deal with the zombie outbreak.

It seems as if the Zombie Squad aren't the only ones rounding up zombies. A crazed religious cult are rounding them up for ceremonial purposes, giving them human sacrifices to devour. This is not your average zombie film, folks. Aside from all the Dawn of the Dead and Evil Dead references, this is one of the most original horror/zombie films ever made. I have the Anchor Bay version which is remarkably remastered aside from its counterpart, the old shoddy video. Even in the Anchor Bay version, you can see some grain in places, but considering the shape of the original print, it's a miracle we got what we get.

In some ways, I prefer the grain, but the original print was so bad that there's still that old horror movie feel to it, even behind all the digital renovations that have been done to it.

Religious cults, a crazed scientist who wears a yellow white ball cap, zombies walking on the White House Lawn (this could never be done today), zombies singing the American anthem by the help of our deranged scientist (Day of the Dead anyone?), a reanimated cop corpse who's one of the coolest mofo's you'll ever see, car kills, zombie massacres, head's exploding, arms being eaten, guts being ripped out....I could go on and on . All this (and more) make up the wonderful low budget entertainer, The Dead Next Door.

Killer Nerd (Toby Radloff) goes Stupid

Toby Radloff Interview (Conducted 2003)

Lunchmeat:Toby, first off, I wanna say thanks for taking time to answer some of
my questions. Are you comfortable?

Toby:Yes, I am comfortable.

Lunchmeat: I have always heard of Harvey Pekar. He became popular for documenting his own life in the form of a comic book of the same name. He looks like your average Joe, but was ultimately banned from the David Letterman show after making allegations about NBC's Parent Company General Electric. It wasn't known to me until seeing bits and pieces of the making of 'American Splendor' that I learned that you were actually a charcter is his comic books, and ultimately a co-worker of his. You also had another actor playing you. How did this feel, and what kind of experience was it working with Harvey, or being a part of it in general? Any anecdotes you would like to share?

Toby: I felt good about how the finished product of the film "American Splendor"
came out. I had known Harvey Pekar for 23 years, and have worked alongside him in the files unit of the Wade Park VA Medical Center in ClevelandHarvey retired almost two years ago, and his actual retirement party was documented at the end of the film. Judah Friedlander, who has done standup comedy and has appeared in small roles in several other films prior to "American Splendor", did an excellent job portraying me. We got together over dinner, then he studied my character by watching videos of my old MTV spots and low-budget films (Killer Nerd, Bride Of Killer Nerd, Townies), and we got together a couple of times on the set. Judah had my looks,
voice, and mannerisms down pat. At the rate of success (both critical and with audiences) that American Splendor is receiving, I wouldn't be surprised if the film picks up Golden Globe and Oscar nominations at the end of the year. Both Paul Giamatti and Judah Friedlander deserve to be nominated. I appeared in the film as well, as myself, including a scene where both me and Judah are together, as well as Harvey and Paul.

The combination of drama and documentary is done flawlessly in American Splendor. As for the comic books, I started appearing in Harvey's "American Splendor" comic books beginning with #9 in 1984. I tell Harvey my stories, he draws the stick figures, and his artist friends do the artwork. People who have seen the books liked my stories. Working with Harvey at the VA was a very good experience in an otherwise stressful work environment (at the time). Now, with most medical records computerized, stress is less common in the record room. Being in the film was a great experience for me, and I'm glad to be part of it. I traveled to the Sundance Film Festival in Utah last January for the world premiere-an awesome experience. In August I traveled with the Pekar family to Los Angeles and New York City for the premieres there, which went quite well. I also made special appearances at a couple of Cleveland area movie theaters shgowing the film, in which i signed posters and handed out "Genuine Nerd" buttons to the filmgoers. So far, everyone who's seen the film loved it, and I have gotten great compliments for my appearance in the film. American Splendor is going to go a long way.

Lunchmeat:For the 80's generation, some may remember you from MTV as portraying the Genuine Nerd'. How did you get to be part of these segments? Wasn't Wayne A. Harold responsible for producing some of these segments?

Toby: In 1987, shortly after Harvey Pekar started appearing on "Late Night With David Letterman", an MTV crew from New York came to the VA record room to do a story about Harvey. Harvey introduced the crew to me, and as a result, I started appearing on several segments on "MTV News" and "Week In Rock". The first "Genuine Nerd" spots were released to coincide with the upcoming theatrical release of "Revenge Of The Nerds II-Nerds In Paradise". I appeared in a few other segments in which I discussed White Castle hamburgers (how I love them), as well as some holiday-themed segments. In the summer of 1988, Harvey and I appeared at a Superman convention in downtown Cleveland (Superman was introduced by two Clevelanders, Joe Siegel and Jerry Shuster) in the 1930's, and the Superman convention (a large comic book/horror/sci-fi/movie expo) was supposed to raise money to build a Superman statue in Cleveland-however, the event ended up in the red (despite a rib burnoff and an Indians-Yankees game that same day-a lot of people were downtown that weekend), and the statue was never built, and the sponsor, a comic book store, was forced into bankruptcy. However, at the convention, Harvey and I, talking in a hallway after another group took our assigned room, met Wayne Harold and Mark Bosko for the first time. MTV was looking for a local crew to film the segments, and Wayne and Mark (who were in the main business of producing TV commercials for local businesses to air on cable TV) shot several MTV spots that aired in 1988 and 1989. After the MTV spots ended, Wayne and Mark went on to shoot "Killer Nerd".

Lunchmeat: Your portrayal in 'Killer Nerd' was one of the strangest performances I have ever seen. I mean this in a good way of course. You're somewhat of a mystery to me. Do you really consider yourself a nerd in real life? Does being a nerd have its advantages? Drawbacks?

Toby: Being in "Killer Nerd" was a great experience for me, however, acting in a movie was a lot different than shooting an MTV spot, and there were things I had to get used to, including doing multiple takes and working late at night on some scenes. Still, the finished product ended up looking good, and "Killer Nerd" was a modest success saleswise. As for myself, I have always considered myself a nerd. I am smart. I was picked on and harassed back in junior high school, because I didn't fit in to any "cliques". I later embraced my differences, and started ignoring my harassers. I don't get any negative flak over my being a nerd, and I've felt proud of my being a nerd for well over 30 years now. Especially with "American Splendor" in the theaters now, I get lots of compliments over my portrayal, as well as my being part of this film. As for "Killer Nerd", I would never kill anyone in real life-this is basically a dark story of a put down nerd, "Harold Kunkle", taking revenge on his tormentors-by killing them after he is beaten up in an alley by two of those tormentors. Still, it's only a movie-and a movie that's now considered a "camp classic".

Lunchmeat: Wayne A Harold,, has directed or co-directed most of the films you've acted in,(KILLER NERD- BRIDE OF KILLER NERD-TOWNIES) dis-including 'American Splendor'. What's he like to work with? Do you ever go out drinking with him and JR. Bookwalter? I bet they make you pick you the tab, eh?

Toby: Wayne is a very cool person to work with. He assists me with lines and makes sure that his films come out well. I find it very easy to work with him. Wayne and I went out to eat a few times, but never drank (I don't drink alcohol.) BTW, the meals are usually carryout pizza, and Wayne pays for it.

Lunchmeat: There is an upcoming documentary featuring you as the subject entitled 'Genuine Nerd'. This too is directed by Wayne A. Harold. How did it feel to have the camera's with you everywhere you went? Was it frustrating? Can you give us a little more information on this project? What should we expect?

Toby: I don't see any problem with this documentary. Again, Wayne is very easy
and very patient to work with, and I am used to being in the camera's eye. After the success of "American Splendor", Wayne felt that a documentary on me needed to be done. I have worked with Wayne for over 15 years now, and I had a lot to say. I'm basically telling it like it is. The documentary will come out well, and give me additional exposure.

Lunchmeat: Just exactly what do you do when you're not behind the camera? Do you
have
an every-day job like most nerds, or do you spend your time harassing
the locals out of boredom?

Toby: I still work at the VA, but I drive a van now, delivering medical records and other items to various VA facilities throughout Northeast Ohio. I love my present job. I spend my free time either going to movies, taking road trips, and spending time on the Internet.

Lunchmeat: Michelle Sibits (your co-star CRAZY CONNIE in 'TOWNIES) was a really off the wall charcter. I honestly didn't know she had a wig on. Wild stuff! Did you two do any 'off-screen' rehearsals, because you two seemed to click so well on-screen? And also, what was the rest of the cast like to work with?

Toby: I only met Connie once or twice-the only time we saw each other is when we were shooting. She's in interesting person to work with.

Lunchmeat: Being a native of Cleveland, and being a star of locally made films, I'm sure that you're quiet the celebrity in your neighborhood. Do you get approached alot as being 'that nerd' from that 'low budget horror flick'? What does your family think of your infamous 'Nerd' status?

Toby: I have been approached over the years about "Killer Nerd" and "Bride of Killer Nerd". They keep asking me where they could get copies of the movies, which were out of print for several years, but were reissued a year or so ago by Troma. My family and relatives are glad that I'm in the movies-I look more for exposure than money. but more money certainly helps. And "American Splendor"'s success will most certainly find new audiences for my earlier films. They love my successes in film.

Lunchmeat :Do you ever find that you have viciously became caught in the web of 'type-casting'? Being a self professed nerd really doesn't leave you many other options. If I were you, I'd be doing some heavy ass-kissing
toward Wayne Harold or JR Bookwalter. Of course I'm just kidding, but I'm sure you you've experienced the dreaded typecast-syndrome.

Toby: I don't worry about typecasting. I'm just being myself-a nerd. If Hollywood comes knocking on the door as a result of my "American
Splendor" appearance, as well as my appearances in the earlier films, I would be glad to see what they have to offer. But I'm not quitting my day job yet.

Lunchmeat: Are you pretty much loyal to Wayne and Lurid Productions, or are you pretty much free to obtain other roles as they are offered, or are you sort of legally binded with Wayne in any way?

Toby: I am loyal to Wayne and Lurid. I have a permanent presence on the Lurid.com web site. I am not under any legally binding contract with Wayne; we work together because we are good friends.

Lunchmeat: Are you a real life fan of bizzare cinema, or is it just business? If so, you must have a few favorite horror films lingering around somewhere. If so, besides the ones you've acted in, which are your favorites, and why?

Toby: I love all kinds of weird films, especially old indie films dealing with nerds, high school kids, "trailer trash", and other weird stuff...this stuff beats out most major-studio Hollywood garbage ten times over. I would pick
out 100 Killer Nerds instead of one Gigli...if you know what I mean. Independent film is where it's at-in the past, now, and always. Rarely does a major studio put out a halfway decent film anymore. I am not much into horror, but I do like bizarre stuff...one DVD I watched recently was a low budget "stinker" called "Monsturd"...about a giant bowel movement monsterthat terrorizes a town-very funny but very weird. I also saw a DVD documentary about overweight porn star Ron Jeremy. As I said, I love weird films.

Lunchmeat: Have you ever been disappointed with any of your performances after you see the finished product, or is everything pretty much cut and dry while you're watching it? I could never watch my own films for fear of looking like an idiot. Are you a big fan of your own films or do you shun the mere thought of them?

Toby: So far, I have been happy with the way I'm portrayed in my films. I love watching them over and over again-just because I'm in them. I already saw "American Splendor" 10 times, and "Killer Nerd" is approaching cult classic status.

Lunchmeat: Have you ever thought of stepping on the other side of the camera and trying your luck at directing? What genre' film would you like to make if the possibility arose? Another off-beat horror-comedy, a drama, an all out horror film, documentary..ect...

Toby:I have thought about it at times, but at the time, I am so busy with other things, that I don't really have the time or frame of mind to direct a film. If I end up a director, Wayne would most likely be there to assist me. It's still a pipe dream to me, to direct a film.

Lunchmeat: Tell us about 'Abberation Boulevard'. Looking forward to seeing the finished product? What should we expect?

Toby: In "Aberration Boulevard", I play a carnival freak who lives with other carnival freaks in a home in Schlarb, Ohio,during the off season. I play a character named "Corky", who has a diaper fetish. In one scene, I hire a teenage prostitute and pay her to "change my diaper". I even cry like a baby and have a pacifier in my mouth in this scene. Again, I am looking forward to the finished product.

Lunchmeat: DVD or VHS?

Toby: Wayne will most likely release "Aberration Boulevard" in both formats, although the DVD will have extras.

Lunchmeat: Nintendo, X-Box, or Play station? Or are you still playing 'Pong?'
(laughs)

Toby: I used to own an Atari 2600, but now am not much into video games. I do play video games on my computer. I have almost every Atari game ever released on CD-Rom for my computer-bought it at a computer show last year.

Lunchmeat:Any other Toby Radloff news you would like to share before we close?
Any future projects we haven't covered?

Toby: Not really...most of the current media coverage involving me are tied to
"American Splendor". The film continues to do well, and could end up
winning nominations for Golden Globes and Oscars. As for wayne, he has
other unnamed projects in the works, that he would love to have me do. Only
time will tell.

Lunchmeat: And last but not least....in three words, describe what kind of
experience it has been doing what you do!

Toby: Fun, enjoyable, exciting.

Lunchmeat: Toby, I wanna thank you for taking time to answer some of my
questions.It's been a real pleasure.to have you share your thoughts. We hope to see you in other projects in the future, and please drop by the site sometime and say hello!! Best in
everything from The Stupid (Edit)

Toby: Thanks very much. Keep in touch.