Travoltasploitation. Easily one of the oddest pieces of Italian knock-off trash that ever existed. Incredibly bubbly and watchable. I wanna throw a Travolto party.

The Unbearable Burden of the Italian American. [35mm]

"There's a suicide born every day."

"Just because something isn't good doesn't mean it's bad."

(Note: This is for Shaun Costello's 1973 Harry Reems pornographic film, which isn't listed on LB due to their dumb "no adult titles" rule. Will update once I watch the '75 remake.)

Unrepentant filth of the highest order, in which a Vietnam vet (Reems) stalks women and rapes them, all while having flashbacks (which are interspersed, usually via stock footage). The "roughie" TAXI DRIVER (before TD even existed); PTSD is merely an excuse to watch this man violate the "enemy" (including a couple "filthy hippie" lesbians). Irrefutably unnerving, never once sexy and wholly disgusting -- I guess that means it's ultimately a success.

"We've seen more dead bodies than you've eaten hot dogs, so shut up and eat." [35mm]

"This is so boring," one jag off Canuck teen said to the other, and then I went back to sleep. [35mm]

"An evening of easy virtue...an orgy that will be long ed."

A companion piece to PRETTY MAIDS; all grown up and ready to party. The casual banter between these four goddesses is so damn good, always feeling just heightened enough. Marks is Vadim without the exploratory camera, but he's just as disinterested in actual thrills and preoccupied with all that glitters in the fuck room. I think I love you, Roberta Collins.

Sprinkle some out in my coffin when I die.

Loose and laid back gives way to an ultra taut second half, sporting a gang of villains as memorable as the enigmatic hero. The final twenty minutes are like Blax Peckinpah; an urban WILD BUNCH set in glass houses and hospitals. This movie is nuts.

"Oh when the saints come marching in...oh when the saints come marching in..."

The devil went down to Miami, and He took the form of a woman, in order to pervert and destroy every man in sight. [35mm]

Isabelle Mejias is the mousy, demented cousin to Drew Barrymore, wielding a shotgun and bearing witness to sex crimes. Plays a mean game of chess, too. [35mm]