Cohen and Tate (1988) The Hit-Man, The Psycho And The Kid Go For A Drive

OK! I know I’ve been missing in action for what seems like eon’s to me. I’ve been desperately struggling to clamber my way back to do this amazing hobby I so love. Promised myself I wouldn’t keep apologising and say sorry for being away all the time, so, sorry. Doh! “Dabnamit Wolfboy! hold it together man!“. I’m just dipping my filthy big clawed foot back into the paddling pool to see if I can find a way to scribble smaller, maybe quicker reviews. Before, I tentatively look back at the drafts and try tackle the backlog of half written film articles I’d started months back.

The Long Haul (1957) Truckers, Gangsters And A Smoking Hot Bombshell

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A review for this British fifties thriller centered around organised crime controlling the trucking industry called The Long Haul (1957)

The Warriors (1979) Video Store Action Heroes 4 x Walter Hill Movie Memories

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“Can you dig it!” Talk about a film that’s still as special now as the first day of my teenage life. The following nostalgic waffle will be about that cult classic gangbanger, The Warriors. Did it influence my life? Well I never had the urge to buy a maroon leather waist coat if that’s what you mean! Didn’t need to get gang colours painted for all to see. I’m a Lone Wolf you see. I guess on a practical level it taught me to run from barbaric looking gangs of lanky bone heads and dodgy looking death buses filled with crazed thugs. To keep away from dungaree wearing pansy ass punks hanging around toilet blocks! To stop and stand up against a bunch of face painted weirdo’s waving baseball bats. “I’m sick of runnin’ from these wimps anyhow!” Thinking about it, the film probably saved my life a bunch of times. Taught me to be wary of sweet looking girls asking to take this furry hunk home. Only to try and kiss me with razors and stab me up with switchblades. “Shit! The chicks are packed! The chicks are packed!“. Honestly there was probably countless times the teaching of The Warriors helped keep me alive and kicking. Even on a lesser note, I learnt to never miss a train!

Cherry 2000 (1987) Flame Haired Melanie in Sex Doll Dystopian Cult Road Trip Movie

Day 7 Cherry 2000 from 1987

Desperate (1947) Menacing Smashing Man Hulk Ironside Relishes Vengeance

Trucker Steve Brodie life is turned upside down. This review is for the noir on the run thriller Desperate (1947)

The Devil Thumbs a Ride (1947) Ruthless Sociopath Hitchhiker In Manhunt Noir

Another murderous noir with Lawrence Tierney. This review is for perfectly named The Devil Thumbs a Ride (1947)

Harry and Tonto (1974) New York Old Man And His Cat Go On A Road Trip

Coming of age films are usually for that life transition of teenager becomes a young adult or those pre-teens losing their innocence and growing through puberty hell. Usually they are of a feel good nature that can be looked back with either fond memories or terrifying angst! Films like The Breakfast Club (1985) Stand By Me (1986) The Perks of Being a Wallflower (2012) are a few in this genre.

Charlie Bubbles (1968) Albert Finney The Returning Disillusioned Prodigal Son

Charlie Bubbles (Albert Finney) was tired. He was rich beyond his wildest dreams but like they say, money and fame doesn’t always bring the happiness. He’d started to realise the people around him were leeches, bad influences, money grabbers or just plain annoying. Actually, to Charlie, everyone and everything was annoying. The manner people spoke to him, the mundane world of bankers and solicitors, the reporters and the industry always hounding him. You know what, even Mrs. Noseworthy (Margery Mason) his housekeeper treats him with contempt. Charlie wasn’t happy.

Rubin And Ed (1991) Trent Harris Unleashes Crispin Glover And Howard Hesseman In A Cult Movie Gem

Signed copy by director Trent Harris too!

Now I knew I was gonna be in for a surreal trip so I lubricated up the old mind gears with a few bottles of strong, dark as oil, ale. The first line on the back of the DVD box reads “A delirious detour from the ordinary!“. I grab another bottle and guzzled back more of the good stuff. With a chance encounter with this curious cult Rubin and Ed DVD flying into my mitts from afar, I just couldn’t get my hairy arse sat down quick enough. “Right here I go, I’m going in”

Retroactive (1997) Blues Brothers Brother Baddie Belushi Battles Back In Time

Wanted something pretty rubbish to add to my science fiction month of January. Something I hadn’t seen before. Retroactive popped up on a few lists. Umm what was I getting myself involved with? Well! Time travel on a dusty Texas dirt road with Jim Belushi looking more like Andrew Dice Clay. It’s a road movie with added murder, mayhem and a whole heap of bullets.