A mondo type exploitation "documentary" about debauched practices of modern Man.

Barton's mine foreman is receiving gold bullion from gangsters in the East, putting it through the mine's smelter, and then shipping it out. When Barton finds out, Murdocks men make him a prisoner. Arriving at the same time, Alamo hears the story of the Masked Phantom and then becomes that Phantom fighting Murdock and his men and attempting to find Barton.

Newspaper headlines denounce a rash epidemic of barbiturate overdoses. Even more shocking is that the abusers are juveniles out for cheap kicks. Responding to the rising public outrage, a prominent female judge sends young detective Sergeant Dave Kerrigan to uncover the source of the dangerous contraband. His dogged search leads to a crooked weight-loss "gym" where overweight women, desperate to shed pounds in a hurry, are supplied with addictive diet pills by the corrupt proprietors. The case gets more complicated when the gym owners conspire to have the judge's underage daughter photographed naked at a pool-side pill party. Facing blackmail, the girl's mother must choose between resigning from the bench to protect her daughter from public humiliation or turning up the heat on the drug pushers. Starring Charlie Chaplin's ex-wife Lita Grey and featuring lingering locker room dialogues, wild parties and carnal excess, The Devil's Sleep is a reactionary exploitation film filled with perverse thrills and pious outrage.

From director Frank Henenlotter (Frankenhooker, Brain Damage) and co-producer Mike Vraney (the late founder of Something Weird Video) comes the epic documentary critics call "fascinating" (Video Watchdog), "titillating" (Time Out Los Angeles) and "jaw-dropping" (Seattle Weekly): Henenlotter and legendary exploitation monarch David F. Friedman - in his final film appearance - are your hosts for this eye-popping expedition through the world of pre-code peekaboos, stags, sex-hygiene films, goona-goonas, nudie-cuties, roughies, druggies, white-coaters and more, featuring thousands of spicy, steamy and downright sleazy clips from the SWV archives.

Three girls on a tour of the English countryside meet up with two young women who introduce them to the joys of life in a nudist camp.

We love films about Good Girls going to Hell. We love the cheap-thrill appeal of seeing a Miss Goody-Twoshoes leave Small Town America for the Big Bad City and end up falling face-first in the gutter. So, of course, we love Night of Evil which (then big deal) syndicated columnist EARL WILSON introduces by claiming it’s “based on newspapers and court records. It is a true story. To protect the innocent, some of the names, places, and incidents have been changed.”

Not a lot is known about this exploitation clip-collage which examines the classic marijuana scare-films of the 1920s through the 1940s. However, the year of release, tone of the narration, and the complete lack of credits indicate that The Devil's Joint may well have been some kind of underground film. After all, it was released around the time when vintage drug films like the 1936 Reefer Madness were being rediscovered by a new generation via midnight screenings at smoke-filled theaters and college universities. The tone here is cleverly set from the opening text which informs us that the film has been made without the cooperation of the Whit House, FBI, or local police authorities. In case you still didn't get the hint, The Devil's Joint then shows us a clip of TICHARD NIXON stating that he is here to tell us the truth despite his honesty and integrity being under question, before cutting to grisly newsreel footage of Chinese opium users being executed in the 1930s. What follow is essentially a series of extended clips from a number of the most notorious roadeshow drugsploitation films including Reefer Madness (of course), as well as a silent film from the 1920s called The Pace That Kills For the most part, the film wisely lets these clips speak for themselves, although a narrator does give us a quick rundown of all the propaganda clichés used in the drug scare genre, and during sequences which depict stoned people fighting, Batman-style "Pows!" and "Zaps!" flash across the screen. Occasionally, silent-movie-style text cards pop up displaying lurid pulp blurbs like "An Innocent young virgin under the spell of the Killer Weed! Will she fall prey to man's lust?"

Two American GIs and the sole survivors of a battle on an isolated island must put aside their differences in order to evade the Japanese and survive.

Now here's a title most women would probably agree with. A transitional film for director JOSEPH P. MAWRA -- who would cut his teeth on the depraved Olga films -- All Men Are Apes! has lived in the shadows for too long and deserves to take its place as one of the genuine little nuggets to be mined from the Sixties sexploitation field.

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 gang of teenage criminals vandalize a small community by stealing cars for parts, meanwhile an investigator is hot on their trail.

A monstrous and evil brain from outer space leads his minions on a crusade to conquer the entirety of the universe, unleashing hideous monsters on Earth that spread deadly diseases.

With the help of a band of rebels, Goliath battles the cruel and demanding Babylonian king for the liberation of the people of Nephyr.

Awwwwww, freak out! Noted Percocet hound SONNY BONO, replete in shiny orange suit, dishes about Marijuana and how its users are cooler than those "square and unhip alcoholics". Still, the film illustrates the downsides to grass, such as seeing yourself in a mirror with a spooky monster mask, careening off a cliff, or -- in the case of one Nigerian pusher -- executed. You also see a monkey taking bong hits in a lab, which is, quite frankly, priceless. But Narcotics: The Inside Story shows you a bunch of rats hopped up on pills, which is far more entertaining than watching the computer animated antics of Stuart Little; followed by happy-go-lucky teenagers enjoying a seemingly unrelated beach blanket barbecue featuring a rather milquetoast volleyball game and weenie roast. Also featuring: Focus on Heroin, Thinking About Drinking, The PCP Story, and more.

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

A stripper on a flight to Las Vegas has a stopover in a small Texas airport. She gets taken hostage by two Cuban gangsters on the run from the cops.

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.

When four degenerate thugs rape and murder a young waitress in part of their rape and murder spree, they are arrested, but get away with though a legal technicality. The brother of one of the rape/murder victims decides to become vigilante and kill the four degenerates by himself.