Searching for something different for the weekend, I glanced through the event listings at our local Arts Centre, The LighthousePoole. Scrolling down the page I spotted that fantastic word, Triffids!. It couldn’t be anything else could it? It had to be those pesky carnivorous human-eating plant-life! Excitedly I read the tagline…
“ATTENTION EARTH-PEOPLE Platform 4 Presents…A gig theatre adventure in sound and music. An inspired take on John Wyndham’sThe Day Of The Triffids.”
This time on Wolfman’s look back at the video rental era movies I get to review the super fun B-Movie Eliminators (1986). Does it contain cheese by the bucket load? Just check the tagline below. Yep that’s right, forget the cheese, lets have a bonkers fun time, guaranteed.
I was excited to be asked if I’d like to do a review for an American Mystery and Suspense magazine. I said “Are you sure?” “Have you read my reviews?” “They are not in anyway normal!” The editor must of been on happy pills because he still went for it. Which I’m very grateful for. So here it is…. A full spoiler review of a 70s Brit film called DOOMWATCH and it’s MASSIVE!! So be warned if you did have a wave of madness come over you and contemplated reading it!!! hehe. The original review can be found here Mystery and Suspense Doomwatch Review.
So you can’t quite imagine yourself venturing out to see this British low budget mystery thriller called Doomwatch? Well why not? Let the Wolfman take you on a spoiler-filled journey instead. It’s generally me having a giggle at the film’s expense, I’m afraid. Having said that, I will quickly add, it’s actually a pretty good story. It’s just surrounded by pure crazy!
My time sitting down with a B-Movie this Christmas was met by the revelation that No Escape is within touching distance of A-Movie ranking. It’s story is definitely B division but it’s execution, sheer balls out action, great cast and all out scope bring it climbing up the table looking for promotion.
Luckily it’s just a few people that get to read this so I hopefully won’t get the Wrath of Khan treatment from the Trekkie community. But wait before you fire me out of a photon torpedo tube for my sins please, I beg, grant me one day of freedom from execution. Maybe the chance to have one last meal? I’d like to try some Klingon delights. A bregit lung and krada leg perhaps. To wash it down with a pint of that galaxy wide favourite, the intoxicating blue juice of Romulan ale. And if I was to be so bold and ask for my last night to be spent in the arms of maybe three beautiful green Orion slave girls? Well after that I’d be happy to be blasted into the Mutara Nebula or gas cloud of your choice.