Music Video of the Day: Fly to the Angels by Slaughter (1990, directed by John Shea)


The music video for this power ballad opens with a reminder that it’s good to be a star.  Then the action moves from black-and-white color to let us know that Slaughter is still a sensitive band, one that can still performer in an airplane hangar after facing hundreds of record store groupies.

This video was directed by Jim Shea, who has worked with almost everyone from the 80s forward.  He also directed the video for The Bangles’s cover of Hazy Shade of Winter and has worked with Martika, Winger, Brad Paisley, Barbra Streisand, John Fogerty, and others.

Enjoy!

The TSL Horror Grindhouse: Snuff (dir by Michael Findlay, Horacio Frederiksson, and Simon Nuchtern)


For a film that has a reputation for being one of the most controversial ever to be released, Snuff is incredibly boring.

Filmed in Argentina in 1971 as Slaughter, the majority of this film deals with a cult leader whose name is Satan (Enrique Larratelli).  Satan pronounces his name with the emphasis on the second syllable, so that it sounds less like the name of the Lord of the Darkness and more like, “Sah-TAN.”  I guess even he understood that the importance of not being too obvious when it comes to naming yourself.  That said, everything about Satan indicates that he worships the Devil so I’m not really sure why he felt the need to get all fancy with the pronunciation of his name.  Interestingly enough, Satan does not have a last name.  I imagine that if he did have a last name, he would be one of those pretentious people who would try to spruce up his last name with a “von” or “de,” like Satan von Smith or Satan de Jones.

Anyway, Satan has a group of followers.  They’re all young women who ride motorcycles and who look like hippies but they’re actually knife-wielding murder groupies.  Over the course of the film, they seduce several men and then kill them.  One of them carries a knife in the waistband of her panties, which is not something that I would ever have the courage to do because, seriously, if you sit down at the wrong angle or trip and fall, you’re probably going to have blood everywhere.

An actress named Terry London (Mirta Massa) comes to Argentina with her boyfriend and producer, Max Marsh (Aldo Mayo).  They’re going to be making a movie but mostly, Terry just wants to sleep and hang out around their mansion.  Some of Terry’s decadent Hollywood friends show up for the carnival.  Someone dies and I assume he was a friend of Terry’s.  Satan and his followers start plotting to attack and kill all of the Hollywood phonies and their rich friends.  Satan is especially offended that one of them is the son of an arms dealer.  Satan is about world peace, don’t you know.

Anyway, if you’re dumb enough to actually get caught up in the story of Satan and his followers, prepare to be disappointed because that story ends abruptly and without resolution.  Instead, some woman that we’ve never seen before suddenly declares that the movie is turning her on and an actor who is supposed to be the director of the movie proceeds to dismember her while the cameras roll.  The idea is that the crew of the movie actually murdered a woman, filmed it, and then decided to release the move into theaters because it’s not like people get prosecuted for murder or anything….

Of course, the murder footage was faked.  It’s painfully obvious that it was faked, just as its obvious that the footage was shot long after filming was completed on Slaughter.  It’s not even the same film stock.  But, in 1976, when Slaughter was released under the name Snuff, there were actual protestors who showed up at the theaters and claimed that the footage was real.  Some of those protestors were hired by the film’s distributor but reportedly, some of them were actual grass roots activists who believed what they had heard.  As a result, this extremely dull film became a box office success.  In New York City, it was the number one film in theaters for three weeks.

Controversy sells and Snuff will always have a place in the history of grindhouse films.  That said, the film itself is pretty much unwatchable.  If you’re going to watch it, hire someone to come march outside of your house with a sign to keep things interesting.  Otherwise, prepare for boredom.

Music Video of the Day: Up All Night by Slaughter (1990, directed by Michael Bay)


Even if I didn’t tell you, I bet you would be able to guess that this music video was directed by Michael Bay.  Bay brings the same techniques that he would later bring to films about blowing up asteroids and defending Alcatraz to this music video about sleeping all day and staying up all night.  This was back when music wasn’t afraid to rock and music videos were all about having a good time.

Slaughter, unfortunately, was among the many metal acts that got pushed off of MTV by the Grunge Revolution but they’re still together and they’re still playing in front of enthusiastic audiences.  If Slaughter seems like an aggressive name for a band whose music was mostly about having a good time, that’s because the band is named for lead singer Mark Slaughter, who can still hit those high notes.

Enjoy!

That’s Blaxploitation! 11: Jim Brown in SLAUGHTER (AIP 1972)


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Jim Brown  is one bad mother… no wait, that’s Richard Roundtree as Shaft! Jim Brown is one bad dude as SLAUGHTER, a 1972 Blaxploitation revenge yarn chock full of action. Brown’s imposing physical presence dominates the film, and he doesn’t have to do much in the acting department, ’cause Shakespeare this ain’t – it’s a balls to the wall, slam-bang flick courtesy of action specialist Jack Starrett (RUN ANGEL RUN, CLEOPATRA JONES , RACE WITH THE DEVIL) that doesn’t let up until the last second, resulting in one of the genre’s best.

Ex-Green Beret Slaughter (no first name given) is determined to get the bad guys who blew up his dad’s car, with dad in it! Seems dear ol’ dad was mob connected and knew too much. Slaughter’s reckless abandon in seeking revenge lands him in hot water with Treasury agents, and he’s “persuaded” to assist them in taking down…

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A Movie A Day #156: Slaughter (1972, directed by Jack Starrett)


The Mafia just pissed off the wrong ex-Green Beret.

After his father is blown up by a car bomb, Captain Slaughter (Jim Brown) single handily wipes out the Cleveland mob.  Only one gangster, Dominic Hoffo (Rip Torn), escapes to South America.  The Treasury Department (represented by Cameron Mitchell) sends Slaughter and two other agents (Don Gordon and Marlene Clark) after Hoffo.  Along with being a ruthless gangster, Hoffo is a viscous racist and is convinced that he will be able to easily take care of Slaughter.  Hoffo does not understand how much trouble he’s in.  No one stops Slaughter.

Produced by American International Pictures, Slaughter is one of the classic blaxploitation films. While it may not have the political subtext of some of the best blaxploitation films, Slaughter is a fast and mean action film, directed in a no nonsense manner by B-movie veteran Jack Starrett.  There is not a wasted moment to be found in Slaughter.  It starts and ends with cars exploding and, in between, it doesn’t even stop to catch its breath.

In the 1970s, Richard Roundtree was John Shaft, Ron O’Neal was Superfly, Jim Kelly was Black Belt Jones, Fred Williamson was Black Caesar, and Jim Brown was Slaughter.  Whatever skills Jim Brown lacked as an actor, he made up for with sheer presence.  He commanded the screen.  Whether he was playing football on television or beating down the Mafia in the movies, no one could stop Jim Brown.  Slaughter is Brown at his toughest.  Rip Torn is the perfect villain, screaming out racial slurs even when Slaughter has him trapped in an overturned car.   Jim Brown has said that, of all the films he has made, Slaughter is one of his three favorites.  (The other two were The Dirty Dozen and Mars Attacks!)

Slaughter‘s cool factor is increased by the presence of Stella Stevens, playing the role of Ann, Hoffo’s mistress.  It only takes one night with Slaughter for Ann to switch sides.  Nothing stops Slaughter.

6 Trailers For Spring Break


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Welcome to another edition of Lisa Marie’s Favorite Grindhouse and Exploitation Film trailers!

1) Terminal Island (1973)

This trailer (which contains some nudity and is NSFW) seems appropriate for Spring Break. 

2) The Big Gundown (1966)

How can you go wrong with Lee Van Cleef and Tomas Milian in the same film?

3) Slaughter (1972)

With a name like Slaughter, he’s got to be good.

4) Slaughter’s Big Rip-Off (1973)

Not surprisingly, Slaughter would return.

5) The Beatniks (1960)

However, before Van Cleef, Milian, and Slaughter, there were … BEATNIKS!

6) The Horror of Dracula (1958)

I’m including this trailer in honor of Christopher Lee who is now … Sir Christopher Lee!

What do you think, Trailer Kitties?

Banned in Vermont: 6 More Shocking Trailers


The latest installment of Lisa Marie’s Favorite Grindhouse and Exploitation Trailers features trailers that are too intense, too shocking, and too controversial for the new age hippies of Vermont.

1) Axe

This film was originally titled Lisa, Lisa.  Isn’t that just a great title?  Seriously, how can you go wrong with a title like Lisa, Lisa?  Just say it a few times.  Lisa, Lisa.  What a great name.

Anyway, this trailer is just pure exploitation and the narrator really loves saying “Axe” repeatedly.  Still, I think he would have been happier saying, “Lisa, Lisa…”

2) Snuff

“The film that could only be made in South America…where life is cheap!”  I’ve never actually seen Snuff though I’ve read a lot about it.  Apparently, this was originally a film called Slaughter.  It was made by pornographic pioneers Roberta and Mike Findlay.  Anyway, the film was bought by another distributor who tacked on some footage of one of the actresses supposedly being killed on camera.  Snuff was then advertised as being an actual snuff movie and, of course, a bunch of dumbfugs believed that it actually was.

3) Olga’s Girls

This is a movie I’ve been meaning on reviewing for a while.  Olga’s Girls is from 1964 and the trailer — like all good grindhouse trailers — makes the film seem a lot more sordid and explicit than it actually is.  The actual film is almost quaint.

4) The Syndicate: A Death In The Family

“The Underworld touches everyone…even you.”  I love the shameless melodrama of this trailer and the serious tone of the narrator.  I also love the swinging crime music.  This Italian film is apparently not available on DVD.

5) The Weird World of LSD

“To fly a giant bird!”  MK-Ultra much?  This is another film I haven’t actually seen and I’ve had next to no success in tracking down a copy.  Why is LSD always so much more fun in the movies than in real life?  Seriously.

6) Possession

As I said in an earlier post, Europe’s art films are often repackaged as America’s grindhouse and exploitation films.  1981’s Possession is a perfect example of that.  People either love or hate this film.  It gave me nightmares but I still think its one of the best (and most important) films ever made.  Everyday, when faced with adversity, I ask myself — “What would Isabelle Adjani do?”