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?"

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.

Lovers of true grade-Z schlock either genuflect or run screaming at the mere mention of JERRY WARREN, the auteur of such cheapjack epics as Man Beast ('56), Terror of the Bloodhunters ('62), and The Wild Wild World of Batwoman ('66). (He also imported numerous Mexican films, recut them, added new scenes, and usually removed most of the dialogue so they wouldn't nee redubbing!) The Incredible Petrified World, Warren's second film, is a no-budget "Nightmare of Terror is the Center of the Earth!" - not!

Ignore the title. It's a great one alright, but Hollywood After Dark evokes images of movie stars, casting couches, and back-lot orgies which can be found in Starlet or The Masterpiece but not here. No, this one's about a loser in love with a stripper who gets involved with a deadly robbery. And though it ostensibly takes place on the fringes of Hollywood, except for a shot of the Hollywood sign, it could've been made in Anytown U.S.A. It's also another of director JOHN HAYES' brooding meditations on life pretending to be a sexploitation film. like its companion piece, The Rotten Apple (another Hayes! McClanahan collaboration), it can best be described as Existential Exploitation, and, like all of Hayes' films, aspires to be something smarter and more profound than just another "B'" Rue Mclanahan

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.

An investigator goes after the people who are corrupting the nation's youth by spreading the weed of Satan - MARIJUANA!!!

Bikers, beach parties, body painting, death by dune buggy, and a good old-fashioned catfight all gleefully collide in Savages from Hell, the manic followup to Shanty Tramp from producer K. GORDON MURRAY and director JOSE ("Joseph") PRIETO. And while Savages ain't no Shanty-hell, few films are--it's still an exuberant blast from Florida's past which manages to make the entire Sunshine State seem like one of those scary little rest stops somewhere off the main road.

Jonesing for some more comical tirades against mind-altering substances? Then tie one off and shoot these five shorts directly into your vein... Featuring Narcotics Part I: Goof Balls and Tea (1957), Beyond LSD (1967), Narcotics: Pit of Despair (1967, Marijuana The Great Escape (1968) and Drug Addiction (1951).

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.

As KID-TV visits Santa Claus' famous North Pole toy workshop, the program is watched in wonder by two sad-eyed Martian children. Their father is worried, so he leads on expeditionary force to earth. Their mission: to kidnap Father Christmas and take him back to Mars. Their first earth contacts are brother and sister Billy and Betty Foster, who not only help the Martians find the North Pole, but also make the return journey to Mans with Sanka on board. For the moment it seems, the Martians have conquered Santa Claus. But the tables are about to be turned... Regarded as one of the most memorable "cult films" of all time, Santa Claus Conquers The Martians is an imaginatively "trippy" and delightful low-budget holiday fantasy.

"Are you beat?" asks coffee-shop impresario Mr. T. "Oh, sure, man," his sleazy friend Sid replies."Cool, way out, and long gone, dad!" Actually, although they’re right in the middle of Beatsville U.S.A. - complete with beat poets, chess games, bongo-and-flute music, and beatnik babes in black leotards - they’re both phonies. Sidney - played by instantly-recognizable character actor NED GLASS (the guy who’s always sneezing in Charade) ­ is a weasely little con-man. EDWARD PLATT - best known as The Chief on TV’s Get Smart - is Mr. T -for­ Tucker who looks like a suave hipster but is secretly planning a major robbery: "I’m preparing to steal a million dollars. N Appropriate then that they should be at the center of The Rebel Set, an off-balance little B ­ well directed by the man who also helmed I Was A Teenage Werewolf and I Married A Monster from Outer Space - that’s a crime caper pretending to be about the Beat Generation and sold as "Today’s Big Jolt about the Beatnik Jungle!"

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.

During the golden age of the roadshow, no exploiteer returned to the drug theme more often that DWAIN ESPER. After the infamous short Sinister Menace and the feature-length Narcotic (both 1933), Esper and his screenwriter wife, HILDAGARDE STADIE, unleashed Marihuana, the first of the famous trilogy of anti-pot films of the 1930's which included Reefer and Assassin of Youth. Esper delivered on his promise to show "weird orgies, wild parties, and unleashed passions." "High spirited" Burma Roberts (HARLEY WOOD) is not only cursed with a dippy name, but a mother who doesn't pay her any attention. Since Mom is too busy making sure Burma's sister, Elaine, has her hooks into wealthy Morgan Stewart, Burma starts hanging with a fast crown. At a roadhouse where the debauchery includes balloon popping), she and her friends meet Tony Santello, the local pusher: "Where they're that age, they're not suspicious and easily hooked!" Tony invites the gang to his beach house where they drink, dance and sample his "giggle weed."" The shot of Burma taking her first puff of pot is alone enough reason to make Marihuana a must-see. But it's followed by one of the famous scenes in roadshow history: as a cackling Burma makes love to her boyfriend Dick, the girls peel out of the dresses and streak down the beach to skinny-dip in the surf, complete with shocking-for-its-time nudity!

A teenager named Kurrat mysteriously disappears from a German boys' school. Then a teacher is found dead; the mystery grows.

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.

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.

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.