A woman transforms herself into a black-clad, karate-chopping vigilante and strikes back at the gangsters who killed her sister.

Though best known for the Mexican horror films he imported and dubbed into English, as well as numerous foreign children's films sold as"Kiddie Matinees" throughout the Sixties producer K. GORDON MURRAY also dabbled in American-made Southern-style exploitation such as Shanty Tramp (1966), Savages from Hell (1968), Thunder County (1974), and The Daredevil, the last starring role for Hollywood cowboy GEORGE MONTGOMERY. A crazed mix of racing, racism, and drug smuggling, THE DAREDEVIL; another portrait of The Redneck as an American icon with an attitude that's about midway between Thunder Road and Smokey and the Bandit, helped in no small amount by the casting of big George.

While under sedation in a dentist's office, a young art student has sex fantasies about naked women, vampires and a beautiful patient he saw in the office.

Poontang Plenty is a secret agent who works on defeating evil while trying to crack the secret of invisibility.

A teacher encounters danger and treachery when she travels to an Old West town to claim her father's gold mine.

Compilation of clips and trailers from Italian sword & sandal spectaculars, including lots of ridiculously low-budget mythical creatures.

Here’s an odd but nonetheless fascinating time capsule of late- Sixties social unrest filtered through the mind of Florida-based sexploitation producer-director HARRY KERWIN. Yup, the man who made Strange Rampage, My Third Wife George, and Girls Come Too - and who was also the brother of Blood Feast star Bill Kerwin ­ wanted to tap into the same youth market companies Like AlP were so good at exploiting. But lacking the funds to make something along the lines of an Easy Rider or a Wild in the Streets, Kerwin blissfully dispensed with both fiction and actors and, instead, went out and filmed The Real Thing. Combining (rough, raw) authentic footage of bikers, peace protestors, and the crowd at a rock festival, he created the mondoesque It’s a Revolution Mother! a self-described "Documentary of Love" tied together with an exuberant (and often hilarious) anti-government-anti­ establishment-anti-Vietnam-war-pro-rebellion rant -written by TOM CASEY, director of Sometimes Aunt Martha Does Dreadful Things (’71) - delivered by an uncredited narrator who sounds like an AM disk jockey on speed.

Ring in the holidays with nostalgic Christmas-themed theatre intermissions, weird cartoons, creepy stop-motion animation, and, brace yourself, Liberace! These hand-picked classics from Something Weird Video are sure to delight, disturb and put you in the spirit of the season.

Buxom skin-goddess Pat Barrington (Mantis in Lace) is just one of The Acid Eaters a bunch of 9-to-5 working stiffs who become drug-crazed bikers on the weekend! After Miss Barrington kills a galpal in a catfight and the deceased inexplicably returns as a girlfriend for wacky artist Artie, the group enters a pyramid made of giant LSD sugar cubes which is also the entrance to Hell where Artie suddenly turns into The Devil and everything explodes into one big Acid Orgy... Whoa! Easily the Sixties' most insane mix of sexploitation and psychedelia, David F. Friedman's The Acid Eaters is soooooo out there that even the strongest of minds may become unhinged.

Before he relocated to Spain and made the gender-bender shocker I Hate My Body and a handful of Paul Naschy movies (including Werewolf vs. The Vampire Woman), director LEON KLIMOVSKY shot this warped anti-pot thriller in his hometown of Buenos Aires, Argentina. Like earlier "warning" films which purported to tell the truth about marijuana abuse, Klimovsky's is naively wrong-headed wrongheaded from the get-go. However, viewers expecting a Reefer Madness-style camp classic will be sorely disappointed. Substitute heroin or crack fro the dreaded weed and the situations depicted in The Marihuana Story suddenly become no laughing matter.

A wealthy rancher in a small Southern town owns everything--including the local wives, who he samples on a regular basis. However, when he discovers that his own wife is playing around with his horse trainer, things get out of hand.

While strongman Goliath is busy battling a fire-spewing three-headed doggie and a giant bat-monster in the "Cave of Horrors," his brother, lllus, has made the mistake of falling in love with the bride-to-be of evil King Eurystheus (played by Broderick Crawford, who walks around barking orders like a Hollywood gangster). Responsible for the death of Goliath’s parents, Eurystheus scores bonus points by capturing Illus and sentencing him to be crushed beneath the massive feet of a prisoner-squashing elephant. Worse, a centaur - half-man, half-horse - kidnaps Goliath’s wife and delivers her to the temperamental tyrant. Naturally, Goliath goes ballistic, flexes his muscles, and clobbers all the king’s men. But when his wife is shackled in the Horror Cave, Goliath must come face to face with Eurystheus’ pet dragon...

Sex, drugs, and a rubber monster mask in another Argentinean rarity from EMILIO VIEYRA, the director of The Curious Dr. Humpp! Then he plays his organ. Preying upon the "swingers" who frequent a local nightclub, Rubber Face lures babes with his own haunting theme song, turns them into love-slaves with heroin, and slobbers all over them while still wearing that stupid monster mask.

A juvenile delinquent gets out of the pen and immediately embarks on a rampage of untethered anger, most of it directed at the girlfriend of the journalist who helped send him up.

Join some terrified teens spending a night in a haunted house and get spooked by a mad doctor and his ghoulish gang when the Monsters Crash The Pajama Party, a 1965 spook show theatrical featurette complete with Werewolf, Gorilla in a fur coat, and goofy gimmick! Beware, they might get you.

Shrewd, conniving goddess Stacey Kane (MEG MYLES) is a second-rate stripper in a third-rate carnival. Startled when she finds her junkie ex-husband lurking in her dressing room, Stacey promptly steals every cent he has and hops on a plane for New York. Great, gritty exploitation which packed a hell of a wallop in the more innocent days of 1962.

A TV cameraman is having marital problems with his wife. He comes up with the idea of going to a nudist camp as a way to help with their marital and sexual problems, only for both he and his wife to end up becoming swingers.

Desperate to become popular, a teenager turns to a life of crime in an effort to impress the prettiest - and greediest - girl in school.

Actually, The Phantom Planet is really one of those damn phantom asteroids (resembling a giant bowel movement) that zips around space on its own power, and sucks the spaceship of DEAN FREDERICKS to its surface. Once Fredericks is exposed to its atmosphere, he gets dizzy, sees ten teenie-tiny men creep up on him, and shrinks inside his space suit (a great shot) until he’s only a few inches high. Next thing you know, he’s having a fist-fight with one of the little men right inside his space helmet! Yes, boys and girls, it’s another sci-fi kiddie matinee full of rockets dodging meteors, aliens in fiery space ships, an astronaut who floats to his death reciting “The Lord’s Prayer,” an allegedly “advanced race” that lives in a self-imposed “primitive” lifestyle because they once had too much leisure time on their hands (huh?), and, best of all, what may very well be the funniest-looking monster in movie history. And, because it’s all set in the futuristic world of 1980, everything is carefully explained with a lot of scientific jibberish that doesn’t make a goddamn bit of sense.