Lloyd Kaufman - SGT. Kabukiman N.Y.P.D (1991)

A super annoying and brain destroying masterpiece. Almost unbearable to watch. It shrinks your brain to the size of a pea. 

Yeah, this is the power of cinema presented in its truly subversive and at the same time almost indigestible form. 

In this film you will have to witness a lot of throwing up. As if the history of cinema regurgitates itself (like in a lot of Troma works) endlessly.

If you are into Troma - watch it! Tastelessness and nonsense at level 10! A gem! At least ten times dumber than any existing screwball comedy! And a hundred times smarter than anything else.

Sayonara, dear brain! 

Ermanno Olmi, I Fidanzati (1962)

 

Ermanno Olmi, I Fidanzati(1962)

A masterly depicted and narrated study 

on the poetry of emptiness.

Il deserto vuoto.

Love, where are you hiding?

Macon Blair - The Toxic Avenger (2025)

What a horrible, terrible Muppet Trash, with the chief muppet Peter Dinklage! Yeah, very moving! Baby Yoda is back! How dare you ruin my dear Troma memories from the mid-eighties! Nothing more to say about this. 

They simply transformed the 1984 classic into an unbearibly disneyfied or marvelized, hyper-pathetic, hyper-polished melodrama. Is this family entertainment now! Even the violence is super cute! Why? Do not watch it if you love your life! 

And why does Dinklage believe that he is a fantastic actor? Ah, yes! How dare I forget, he was "Tired Canister" in Game of Drones.

Gerald Kargl - Angst (1983)

This is an intense, poetic and unfairly critizised experimental masterpiece on all levels. The images of a child going down a slide and of a surviving dachshund (Is he crying? For us?) are emblematic for the film as a whole. 

They are documents of the director's heartbreaking tenderness and his compassion for both the perpetrator and his victims. We (as the powerless audience) have to witness this nightmare of atrocities, delusions, the loneliness and desperation.

The weightless camera work (Zbigniew Rybczyński), the music by Klaus Schulze, the editing and the voice-over are flawless. Not to speak of the ultra nuanced acting by Erwin Leder. 

If you allow some comparisons to this uniqueness it would be: Robert Bresson's "L'argent" (1983), Gaspard Noé's "Seul contre tous"(1988) and maybe Krzysztof Kieslowski's "A Short Film About Killing"(1988).

It is at times hard to watch, but it is a deeply rewarding experience since it uses its medium on breathtakingly daring levels of virtuosity. Keep in mind that this is a first feature film.

Michael Chaves - The Conjuring. Last Rites (2025)

Now, this one is a really funny one. A really good mixture of senile Christian fundamentalism and good old horror slapstick that scares maybe demonic gold hamsters. The more appropriate title would have been rather: 

The Conjuring. Yikes, my mirror is possessed.

The good thing first: this film is only four hours long. Or at least it feels like this.  A good length for little a cinematic nap. Don't be afraid to miss something. This film was conceived for wooden posts. And have the handkerchiefs ready. The chief excorcists are retiring. But relax: there is a super cute couple ready to take over. The nearly stillborn daughter and now a supergirl medium and her Ex-cop husband are there to inherit mummy and daddy's business. Thanks heaven, that we still have the Holy christian family.

When will The Conjuring. The Revenge of the demonic Tomatoes be released. The Idea: maybe this time tomatos are possessed and they are about to infiltrate the Burger and French Fries Industry. Where is the Holy Mustard to save us?

And of course everything is based on true storys.

 

Clive Barker - Hellraiser (1987)

 

No, it is not the newest Rubik's Cube! You must have recognized it already. Yes, it is - now after nearly 40 years - an uncut Hellraiser. This is already very funny, since all the knife cuts and all the other charming mutilations are still there. I remembered the main gadget as some kind of super silly Rubik's Cube, the BDSM Edition. 

But surprise surprise - it was not a cube but a box called "The Lament Configuration". A brilliant commentary in the bonus material reads the film as an essay about the desire of "unboxing".

That's more interesting than the film itself. Since Hellraiser remains one of the cornerstones of an ultra cruel cinema conceived by and for misogyne psychopaths. The motto of this kind of cinema that is still working (until "John Wick" down to "Dune 1 and 2"): "Go away woman, I have some killings to do". And there is (how wonder) a strictly male self destructive chain of box owners.

It is also the film with the silliest hairstyles. Pinhead, really? And a film with the most gifted short legged Charlotte Rampling impersonator. But also one with a poorly talented impersonator of Jennifer Connelly.

But it belongs also to the truth that it remains one of the most indigestible and deadly serious films of all times. If you want to make (no) friends show it at your next birthday party.

David Wellington: The Carpenter (1988)

 

Bizarrely unconnected story lines, in parts dreamlike.

A female and male psycho meet.

The undead male is ludicrously connected to a house.

The abused female comes directly out of a mental institution.

In a part also love story with a feminist twist. 

Maybe a film about editing living bodies with tools. 

Or it simply adds another reason why anyone hates to have craftsman in the house.

First feature film with a masterly and almost idiotically overachieving camerawork by the now famous David Franco.

Worthy of watching it mainly for this reason. 

Giacomo Abbruzzese: Disco Boy (2023)

When dreams melt into the world, and vice versa.

And one meets one's Doppelgänger in the jungle.

When death becomes life, and vice versa in a series of transgressions.

If any comparison would even be possible it would be:

Weerasethakul.

A deeply original work. Don't miss it!

Joel Potrykus: Vulcanizadora (2024)

A self destructive Buddy Movie, if there ever was one.

Deeply sad and moving.

I give you an allusion to the mood of this film:

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,

The earth, and every common sight,

To me did seem

Apparelled in celestial light,

The glory and the freshness of a dream.

It is not now as it hath been of yore;—

Turn wheresoe'er I may,

By night or day.

The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

(and yes, it's Wordsworth)