Bloodlust! Hunks, Babes, Crossbows, Leeches, and Quicksand

Almost 30 years prior to our film being released, the Fay Wray classic "The Most Dangerous Game" was released.  The shocking pre-code horror film set a standard which has been copied every few years, it seems.  Pre-code or not, the 1932 Fay Wray classic is mild horror to modern audiences.  This 1961 version is incredibly unsettling and if you do not like leeches, this is not the film for you.  The images in 1961's "Bloodlust!" are disturbing and definitely would not have been allowed in 1932. Let us take a closer look at "Bloodlust!" starring the dad from "The Brady Bunch," and directed by Ralph Brooke.

Hunks and babes on a ship row to an island to investigate. Uncharted. Never a good idea. Johnny (Robert Reed) is the head hunk, and his gal is the Fay Wray lookalike, Betty (June Kenney). Betty regularly beats up Johnny as she is a maven with Judo. Also on board is the dweeb Pete (Eugene Persson), and his gal, the sultry brunette Jeanne (Joan Lora). Never mind the boat captain, the drunk Tony (Troy Patterson). Almost immediately, on the island, they meet Dr. Balleau (Wilton Graff). He has a sultry wife, Sandra (Lilyan Chauvin). Sandra is having an affair with an existing prisoner, Dean (Walter Brooke). The four new castaways feel something is wrong and see many of the taxidermy trophies bagged by the maniacal doctor.  Sandra and Dean think they have concealed their affair from the doctor, but, of course, have not.

It gets worse. The four sneak around at night and find the doctor's secret laboratory filled with body parts, human skin, and a brunette in a fish tank. Yep, Dr. Balleau hunts anyone who washes up on the island. He uses crossbows, rifles, pistols, and spears.  In one heartbreaking scene, Sandra clad in a smart white swimsuit and Dean are skewered in an embrace by a spear. Now the four realize they are next.  Dr. Balleau believes he is being fair by giving the team a weapon. Now the hunt begins and Johnny and Dean are set out into the jungle to be hunted.  Betty and Jeanne? Having just murdered his sultry wife, the doctor keeps them locked up for future intimacies.  Now Betty and Jeanne try to escape before the doctor can make them into his personal sex-toys.  Johnny and Dean battle quicksand, leeches, crazed convicts, and the pursuing Dr. Balleau.

Will Betty and Jeanne manage to escape the mansion of Dr. Balleau, and the uncharted island?  Will Dr. Balleau stuff his wife and pose her as his latest trophy clad in that hot swimsuit?  If Betty can beat up "The Brady Bunch" dad with her Judo, can she also beat up the psycho doctor?  This is almost a carbon copy of the earlier Fay Wray film, though, I'll repeat, the gore and ominous images are far greater than the 1932 film.  For one of the grossest leech-scenes in movie history, and babes who know how to fight, see "Bloodlust!"  

Stillwatch, Lynda Carter vs. Angie Dickinson

Two of the sultriest actresses of 1970s TV made it to the 80s. Lynda Carter was the fetish queen in "Wonder Woman," and Angie Dickinson was the sexy cop, often undercover, in "Policewoman." what would you give to see a catfight between these two? Embroiled in her own political scandal, with her marriage to Robert Altman in the 1980s, Lynda Carter helped produce our film for today, a thriller about a political scandal. Throwing rocks in glass houses, I know. Therein lies the question, a catfight between the blonde and the brunette queens of 1970s TV, will it happen? Our feature today is 1987's CBS TV-movie (premiering on February 10), "Stillwatch," directed by Rod Holcomb.

Angie Dickinson entered the 1980s naked in the shower while some hunk screws her brains out. Michael Caine will then shred her to pieces. In our film today, she is Senator Abigail Winslow, about to be named Vice President after the current VP gets ill. What can stop her? Her past.  Her secret past. Enter an investigative reporter, Patricia (Carter). She is summoned by news editor Luther Pelham (Stuart Whitman) to do a puff piece on the senator. Uh oh...Patricia may not be Patricia.  Yep, amnesia as a kid, after her parents were murdered, she was adopted and had her name changed. Patricia moves into the DC townhouse the murders occurred. A kind hearted parapsychologist neighbor, Lila (Louise Latham) tries to help her remember the night of the murders...mistake. 

Uh oh, Patricia rekindles romance with a senator she was the mistress of several years ago, Sam (Don Murray).  When Sam two times on her, Patricia's puff piece turns into a hit piece on the senator. See, Sam seems to prefer Policewoman over Wonder Woman. All forgiven, and now Patricia and Abigail are friends again.  This won't last.  Lila does a decent job hypnotizing Patricia, thus bringing back more memories of the night her parents were murdered.  Partial memories are dangerous, and now  it appears someone is trying to kill Patricia. Even worse, Patricia's investigation into Abigail's life reveal that the two babes have something very deviant and evil in common. Catfight brewing? Can you imagine, Wonder Woman vs. Policewoman...in a tub of Jell-O? 

Just what is the connection that links Patricia to Abigail?  Who exactly murdered Patricia's mom and dad? Can this weird neighbor/parapsychologist be trusted? This film is very hard to find as I believe Lynda Carter realized the irony about her making a film about political scandal. See "Stillwatch," and watch the coming fireworks between Wonder  Woman and Policewoman.

Pretty Poison, Anthony Perkins as a Psycho

In 1960, Anthony Perkins was a psycho killer in Alfred Hitchcock's "Psycho." As Norman Bates he became the most famous psycho in film history. In 1968...Mr. Perkins plays a psycho killer again. This time there are some twists. Is he the protagonist or antagonist? Sure, that question is applicable to both films. Now you divorced guys will see where this film is going, but set and filmed in western Massachusetts, our feature today is "Pretty Poison," directed by Noel Black. 

Mr. Azenauer (John Randolph) isn't totally sure of allowing his charge, Dennis Pitt (Perkins) out on parole. He has quite an imagination and does not seem sorry about being a 15-year old arsonist who murdered his aunt. Dennis still claims he was sane when he did it. Azenauer gets Dennis a job in Winslow, Massachusetts at a chemical plant. He immediately sees the Winslow High School High Steppers rehearse and focuses on the beautiful blonde flag girl Sue Ann (Tuesday Weld). He needs to impress her so acts as if he is a CIA operative in town on a secret mission. She's wide-eyed and gullible and believes him. Dennis recruits her to be a CIA operative in training, unpaid, and Sue Ann is thrilled. Sue Ann's strict mother (Beverly Garland) is strict and intends to keep her from dating strange men. Sue Ann is bent on being the best CIA operative any 17 year old high school student can be.

Dennis seems to have a good plan as he concocts a mission to stop the chemical company from dumping chemicals into the river. Sue Ann is thrilled she is being included. Uh oh...Dennis' perfect plan hits a few unexpected snags and now the fantasy changes.  Dennis begins to realize living in a fantasy world is not sustainable. Sue Ann? She's just getting started. Uh oh...it turns out Dennis is not the real psycho here.  Yep, the pretty Sue Ann may be a very pretty poison and Dennis is in too deep to avoid the train wreck that is coming fast. Death, destruction, and dismemberment follow.  Now the mess is a big one.  A mess that even Dennis' great imagination could never of foresaw. Now the world is falling apart.  Not for Sue Ann!  She's just starting to have fun.

Is Sue Ann, in reality, perfect for CIA employment?  Could Dennis have gained wisdom from talking to a few divorced men about sultry dames that seem so perfect?  Will Dennis and Sue Ann present themselves for a "Bonnie and Clyde" or "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" type ending?  Shocking and deep, the ending will be a fantastic one that will haunt everyone in this film who remains alive at the end credits.  See "Pretty Poison," and enjoy Anthony Perkins as a loon and Tuesday Weld as a psycho seductress. 

Wrecker, Re-Make of Duel

Dennis Weaver...yawn!  Yep, the star of the "McCloud" TV mystery show has not aged well in our hearts. Today, no one pines for that over-rated detective show in which Weaver played an annoying cowboy in the  big city. We tuned in hoping to see "Columbo" or "McMillan & Wife," and all gave a disappointing sigh when it was "McCloud" that came on the NBC Sunday Night Mystery Movie. Even worse, in 1980 Dennis Weaver developed Reagan Derangement Syndrome and became an utter annoyance to all of us. Even his TV movie "Duel" in 1971 had us all rooting for the evil truck. What needs to be done to make "Duel" a good remake?  Right! Dump the idiot Dennis Weaver and cast sultry dames instead. Our feature today is 2016's "Wrecker" (aka "Driver From Hell"), directed by Michael Bafaro.

A cute red Mustang with the sultry babes! Yes! The blonde Emily (Anna Hutchison) drives as brunette Leslie (Andrea Whitburn) drinks beer. The ladies have a car full of beer, rum, weed, and tequila. They are headed into California, from Seattle, to have pre-marital sex with strangers. No mention if Rock 'n Roll will be going on. Stupidly, the gals take a left and end op on Devil's Pass. Yep...the road earns its name.  There they encounter a two truck in front of them and antagonize it when they try to pass. The wrecker initially prevents them but the skanks overtake the truck as Leslie throws a beer bottle at it.

Yep...you saw "Duel."  Now the tow truck tries to kill the girls in the Mustang. A hint of the occult makes us think that that the devil himself is driving it. The gals are horrified and the wrecker seems to be toying with them.  At one point a cop pulls the gals over only to be decimated by the speeding wrecker.  Uh oh... the drama is ramped up when...well, you'll see.  Let's just say the gals are now in a full blown horror film instead of a thriller.  Emily and Leslie are real dolls and they scream a lot, swear, and look really good doing it.  Where does this all go?  You ever see "Duel"? The babes in this film are infinitely more appealing than the angry Dennis Weaver, who never recovered from President Reagan's election. 

Will Emily and Leslie outrun the wrecker and make it to safety?  Will there be a final confrontation between the red Mustang and the mysterious wrecker?  Two babes in stress!  Will there be a catfight between these skanks? Hey, why not?  A good catfight might have saved "Duel." For a terrific cheese factor, and some good horror, see the beautiful Anna Hutchison and Andrea Whitburn in "Duel"...I mean "Wrecker." 

Vore King, Babes Ingested by Tentacled Monsters

What is Vorarephilia? A sexual fetish (no doubt big in Japan) involving a fantasy of being consumed and digested by slimy creatures. Sick!  Right.  Disgusting!  Okay. Who would be turned on by that? Easy...you.  Yep, no one is asking you to admit it, but let's face it.  I know what your favorite episode of "Space 1999" is. It's the episode when a slimy tentacled monster, the the episode "Dragon's Domain," gathers in a screaming space-babe, kicking and flailing, deposits her into its mouth, and begins digesting her as she continues to struggle. Then there is the often run MST3K episode of "The Creeping Terror," when a worm-leech thing gathers in babes and slowly digests them from the top down. All the babes have great legs and struggle and scream. Turned on by that? I understand, don't admit it. Then there is the scene in "Deep Rising" when Famke Janssen, in a ravishing red evening gown, is consumed and digested by a sea creature. Wait! Okay, that never happened in the movie...though you wished it did. Today we look at the 2016 documentary of Raymond P. Whalen, "Vore King," directed by Dan Schneidkraut.

Not as famous as Oscar Robertson or Robin Yount, Mr. Whalen is from Milwaukee, and his story may also be Milwaukee's story. Whalen is the king of Vorarephilia.  He makes fetish videos of creatures consuming helpless, often bikini clad, babes. An on-line casting call can net dozens of models eager to perform in his videos.  You will meet several, but my favorite is Tomiko...hot Asian chick.  One thing we know about Mr. Whalen, he is a soul that always needs to be creating. His history in the club scene or community cable TV tells the story of a benign man who only desires to make people happy and create. He writes. He films. He creates f/x, especially creature f/x.  He directs nubile babes on the sets.  The videos he makes do earn money, though Mr. Whalen will not be moving to River Hills any time soon. We are let in on Mr. Whelan's dad and upbringing, and we like all the people we meet there. 

What did the psychological community say about Mr. Whelan? It is all here in this film, just don't mention Evergreen trees to him. You'll see. We'll also travel with him as he goes to Vegas and recruits performers.  What kind of gal would want to do this? Oh please, you dames out there are getting wet in the groin at the thought of it...don't lie. I dare you to tell me the scene in "Galaxy of Terror" when the sultry blonde space-babe Dameia was ingested and slimed by the giant worm, it did not arouse you.  It did arouse the actress who  played in it, Taaffe O'Connell. Mr. Whalen has pioneered into a fetish that most won't speak of...though many are curious about, and if no one is looking, will watch. The video maker comes across as honest, hard working, creative, caring, and always plotting and moving forward.  You will come away from this documentary liking Mr. Whalen...and maybe, though you may deny it, attempt to find some of his videos.  Find the ones with Tomiko!  You'll be hooked...or if you're a dame, you'll be ingested into something new and daring. 

I can only imaging the algo-rhythm buzz saw Mr. Whalen runs into on social media.  This documentary presents a likable fellow, not a sexual deviant.  Mr. Schneidkraut does a fantastic job at reigning in the free spirit Mr. Whalen. This work presents a hard working creative being, not a slacker living in his mother's basement.  Mr. Whelan is still creating, and though this film is 10 years old, he still creates.  He has even invented a board game centered on drive-in horror films, just visit him on X at @mratomicmonster, is creating more videos and books, and also you can be sure, probing tentacles will again be charged by him.  Enjoy "Vore-King" (On Amazon) and tap into a deviant side that is inside you bubbling to get out.  

To purchase these vore-fetish videos, click on his page: La Vore Girl Video Store

For the YouTube channel of Mr. Whalen: Astounding Atomic Monster

The Resurrection of Zachary Wheeler, Transplants, Clones, Mad Scientists, and Angie Dickinson

Whenever you see a Cryogenic Psychologist portrayed in the movies, its always by a babe. Just like Marine Biologists, these scientists, in filmdom, are always hot. Stewardesses, too.  Whether the portrayals are honest ones is of no concern to us, as all we're interested in is babes. Hence Angie Dickinson as a Cryogenic Psychologist! I know what you're asking, "Cryogenics? Isn't that freezing people and then thawing them out?" Right! Any way we have a film where mad scientists do the ungodly, and our hot blonde Cryogenic Psychologist may be the maddest of them all. Let us look at a weird one, 1971's "The Resurrection of Zachary Wheeler," directed by Bob Wynn.

There's a lot in this plot, and we'll not be able to mention most of it. Senator Zachary Wheeler (Bradford Dillman) is fatally injured in a head on auto collision...and set to die. At the scene is investigative reporter Harry Walsh (Leslie Nielsen) who accompanies the dying presidential contender in the ambulance to Bethesda Naval Hospital. A few minutes later Harry is told that Senator Wheeler was never brought in and the staff pretends they don't know what he's talking about. See...the dying senator is flown to New Mexico and a facility run by a Mr. Fielding (Robert J. Wilke).  There he is brought back to health by Doctors Redding (James Daly) and Layle Johnson (Dickinson). How? Transplants. Donors? You won't believe this but this is where the film gets spooky.  Oh, while recovering, Senator Wheeler develops a liking for Layle Johnson...but is she only pretending to like him? 

See, Fielding runs this place. He has a condition and needs transplants often. Donors? Oh, don't worry, this will all be explained in eerie fashion in the film...you'll even meet them and you will be creeped out. The Fielding hospital is run by a Cabal of nine.  They monitor world leaders and when they are getting ready to die, capture them, bring them to the facility, and save them...as long as they will then serve the cabal. Fielding desires to run the world...why? You got me. Oh, our cryogenic psychologist? Dr. Layle Johnson does her best to become the future Mrs. Senator Wheeler. Oh, wait...Harry?  He's on the story and has put two and two together and arrives in New Mexico as Fielding's men try to kill him.  Those donors? See the movie, but I will say, they are major league creepy...and for good reason. You'll see?

Will Dr. Layle Johnson become Mrs. Senator Wheeler, and eventually the First Lady of the United States?  Will Harry break the story of a lifetime or die trying? Will the so-called donors get out of their cells, catch Dr. Layle Johnson, rip her lab coat off, and...wait, never mind.  This question was becoming too prurient.  For a creepy one that raises uncomfortable questions, and may not leave you warm and fuzzy, see "The Resurrection of Zachary Wheeler."   

Killer Rental, Bikini Babes and Hunks Filmed Being Murdered

The magnum opus of Ryan Lucy! Ryan Lucy? A dame...with a guy's name. No matter, she is quite the dish and looks great in a bikini. There will be a lot of babes in this film, all in bikinis, but something about Ms. Lucy...well, she stands out. Wait! There are slashers in this film!  Will the nubile bikini babe avoid being gutted, or chopped up? Today we will look at a weird film, or I should say, a part of this weird film. Skipping the beginning and the end, the middle is where we will dwell. To explain that would give too many spoilers.  Our feature today is the Ryan Lucy spectacular, 2025's "Killer Rental," directed by Ben Hausdorff and Jonathan Kadin.

Chase (Wyatt Hinz), a hunk, and BF of bikini babe Chloe (Mea Wilkerson), rents a remote house way in the desert. Influencer Lauren (Lindsay Arnold) wants to film her social media there for a few days and brings her great looking friends. Also along is her cameraman Aaron (Tyler Lofton), the gay Noah (Matt Mitchell), Chase and Chloe, and her childhood buddy, Mina (Lucy). She films nonstop, or Aaron does. Right away, the six don bikinis or swimsuits and do the pool and liquor. Aaron likes Mina, a lot...as do we. This is trouble as Lauren puts the moves on Aaron, only to be rebuffed. Chloe and Chase engage in deviant pre-marital sex. Mina and Aaron are so cute as they make goo-goo eyes at one another. Lauren is brutally strangled and chopped up.  Wait!  What?  Yep...she's gone early on in this film.  By who?  Why?

Now it gets complicated.  The hunks and babes do not know that there are hidden cameras everywhere.  Everything they do is being captured on video...even the pre-marital sex.  Mina and Aaron  get closer and soon they figure out Lauren is missing. The killer, or killers, then converge on the babes and hunks.  Mina and Chloe make a shocking discovery.  Noah puts the moves on Chase. A nail gun, chainsaw, drill, hatchet, and axe will be wielded by...by...well, you will find out.  Blood and brains splatter, and skulls will be crushed.  

Will Mina survive this, like, is she too beautiful to be torn apart?  Is the killer one of the babes or hunks or something far more dastardly?  Whoever is watching these youngsters on video, does he/she/ or them have special plans for the sultry Mina? This is a gory one and does not follow all the rules of slasher films. The cast is great looking, pure cheesecake and beefcake, and the kills are ominous and gory.  For a slasher film that is a bit different, see "Killer Rental."