Olga uses pot parties and comic-book violence to turn Gigi Darlene and other female captives before putting them to work as drug-addicted hookers.

Musician Richard Carlson is haunted by a ghostly girlfriend in director Bert I. Gordon's 72-Minute feature length Chiller-Diller from 1960.

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

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.

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.

In Alice in Acidland (1969), a wholesome college student succumbs to the temptations of marijuana and becomes a dope-crazed sexual omnivore until she hits rock bottom after taking the plunge into LSD.

Beatniks? What beatniks? Two-bit punks, a closet rock-&-roll star, and an out-of-his-mind psycho: yes. Beatniks: no. Though The Beatniks was probably a last-minute title change to replace a less exploitable moniker, it didn’t make much of a difference to the audiences of 1960. After all, to a world emerging from the Eisenhower era, bohemian artists and beat-generation poets were seen as little more than socially maladjusted misfits in the same category as junkies, Commies, and teenage hoodlums — or the petty-crime crackpots running loose in this fast, fun, and naively hilarious saga of an overage delinquent who becomes an overnight sensation.

Under the influence of a gangster, a group of impressionable teenage girls agree to commit robberies and prostitute themselves for drugs.

The son of a murdered truck driver starts driving his own 18-wheeler to infiltrate the world of suspects who may have committed the crime.

"War babies. They want to be different. They don't want to belong to any mass society. They have their own-type clubs, their own 'in' groups." Thus Malamondo, an elegant look at early-Sixties' teenage angst and "way out youth," Euro-style, set to the delirious musical musings of a young ENNIO MORRICONE! "Teenage swingers" ski in the nude in the Swiss Alps! (Skinny-skiing?) At a summer resort in Italy, "the children of the post-war rich" interrupt their boredom to play Who Wants-to-Slaughter-a Pig, and quickly learn that "waste and destruction aren't so hip after all!" And students in Northern Italy race to the beach at lunch time and "let off steam" with a sea-side striptease!

Oh, who cares how much of this is really true or not. Ma Barker's Killer Brood is how things should have been. And after seeing this wild, hilarious, and consistently over-the-top B-movie bio-pic, it's damn near impossible to think of Ma Barker any other way than as played by everyone's favorite scenery-chewing little old lady, LURENE TUTTLE: "Shoot him, Herman! Shoot him!"

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

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.

Benevolent aliens from the planet Emerald send superhero Starman to protect Earth from invasion by an evil alien race called the Spherions.

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.

POLLY POCKETS, an un-aired pilot for a 1960’s kiddie TV show that has absolutely nothing to do with the tiny plastic dolls, and is best viewed under the influence of a mind-altering substance. It features a cheerfully toothy brunette who wears a gaudy patchwork skirt with magical pockets filled with all sorts of goodies. She is accompanied by Dandy Andy, a middle-aged man dressed like Abe Lincoln. After gliding upon a magical trunk, they reach a world of whimsy, complete with kooky contraptions, calliope music, rope tricks, and stories which are told with hand-drawn cartoon illustrations. (Apparently, there was no budget for actual animation.) When Polly pulls an onion out of her pocket, she’s reminded of an adventure at the Castle of Gloom, where character actor Percy Helton is a henchman, and she’s arrested for being happy and sent to the onion dungeon.

In response to President Nixon's Commission on Marijuana and Drug Abuse, adult filmmaker Alex de Renzy weighs in with Weed his take on "The Great American Grass Problem" in which he interviews customs agents and drug dealers, travels to Vietnam ("Just ask for Number One cigarettes!"), Cambodia (in search of "Cambodian Red"), and Nepal (where shops offer tourists "Best Quality Hashish at Cheapest Rate"), and finds marijuana growing wild in Missouri. "It's not that we don't trust this distinguished group of men, but there's a lot more to the grass story. So, as a public service, we thought we'd check out some of the numerous rumors about Killer Weed!

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.

A young girl is being tried for murder. Her defense attorney attempts to show how her descent into a life of crime, prostitution and degradation was caused by her puritanical, religious fanatic mother.

Featuring America’s ultimate pin-up goddess, Bettie Page! The Queen of the Curves teams up with fellow bump-and-grind legends, Lily St. Cyr, Tempest Storm, Chris LaChris, and Trudy Wayne, along with an assortment of bags-pants comics, for the holy grail of full-color girl flicks.