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Showing posts with label Todd Sheets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Todd Sheets. Show all posts

Friday, May 13, 2022

Bimbos B.C. (1990)

Directed by:
Todd Sheets

Sheets had at least a few things going in his favor. First, he was extremely prolific. Second, he was able to start his career at the tail end of the big video boom, when nearly everything, no matter how awful, was getting some kind of video release. Third, he got David DeCoteau onboard as an executive producer for many of his early homemade productions, which established connections to a number of fringe home video distributors. These three factors pretty much insured he would one day be viewed as a “cult” filmmaker. That also meant many of his shot-with-a-camcorder-for-next-to-nothing efforts received VHS distribution and haunted the dust bins of many U.S. video stores for years. Then when DVDs took over, these were thrown on those cheap multi-film bargain sets that everyone used to buy. This one was included in the Mill Creek / Pendulum Pictures 50 film set "Mansion of Madness," which utilizes a very shoddy print filled with tape rolls and video damage.

Bimbos received two separate video releases in the 90s. The first was a 1992 release from Cinema Home Video, who also released a number of other DeCoteau and Sheets films. In 1997, it was then put out by Video Outlaw (a sub-label of Tempe Video), whose telling motto was "Movies so bad, there outta' be a law!" Who said there was no such thing as truth in advertising? Outlaw's catalogue of crapola write-up also includes the following disclaimer: "If you absolutely despise insipid acting, laughable fx, pathetic editing, horrendous lighting and idiotic plots - or if you can't get your fill of them - then say hello to the new and improved series of God-awful worst of the worst films we had the good fortune to discover. These movies MUST be destroyed for the safety and well being of us all!

Video Outlaw sold Bimbos B.C. either for 20 bucks a pop (which may exceed the film's entire actual budget), or bundled with two other SOV bimbo-fests: Sheets' first sequel Prehistoric Bimbos in Armageddon City (1991), which features many of the same characters, and the Gary Whitson / W.A.V.E. Productions (a company whose videos are always comically overpriced) effort Bimbo Warriors on Zombie Island (1995), a re-title of his Zombie Holocaust aka Female Mercenaries on Zombie Island. That trio of tapes would have set you back a measly 60 bucks back in the day. Sheets' third and final bimbo film, Bimbos in Time (1993), also has the same characters and much of the same cast. It, along with some Bimbos tie-in comic books (!), were distributed by Draculina.


After a worldwide war has destroyed much of humanity, those surviving the devastation are divided into two camps: The regular survivors, who were forced to live underground, and the wealthy, elite and scientists, who were able to live a life of luxury above ground in Armageddon City, what used to be New York City. Thanks to use of experimental chemicals in the development of bioweapons, murderous mutants and beasts now roam the planet. A group of warrior women led by Rochelle are currently residing in an above-ground laboratory, along with Daria Solomon aka Doc (Veronica Orr), a scientist and defector who now wants restitution for her past sins, and "Larry the Male Bimbo" (Matthew Lewis). While out hunting in the woods, Rochelle is attacked and bitten by some red and black hairy monster that looks like a cross between a bird, a skunk and one of those cheap stuffed animals you can win at sleazy carnivals. She's able to make it back to the lab but is now infected and will rot from the inside out if nothing is done. The problem is that the only known cure is located in Armageddon City and Doc is now forbidden from going back there.









With their leader's life on the line, warrior woman Trianna (Gina Rydeen) decides to take over and stage a rescue attempt. She's instructed to choose a handful of her most trusted and skilled warriors, which she finds in Dillea (Jenny Admire) and Johnna (Lisa Cotton). The group first pin down a zombie invader and proceed to punch, kick and dismember it before one of the girls rips out its eyeball with her bare hands. Once they enter Armageddon City, the obese, greedy, corrupt, murderous and heavily-eyeshadowed Mayor Salacious Thatch (Deric Bernier), who was also responsible for murdering Trianna's family, is tipped off about the intruders. He orders his military commander, General Morbius (J.T. Taube), to send some goons to kill them, though the women are easily able to fend them off and rescue kidnapped sister Saffire (Stephanie Malone). Morbius reports back to Thatch that the female warriors are "heavily armed and really pissed off, kind of like ninja commandos, only with a great set of tits." Er. Ya.








After causing an earthquake (?) by knocking down a cross and having to fight some more zombies / mutants, the girls, plus John Apollo (Charles Monroe), an associate of Doc's who was sent there to help them out, find themselves being kidnapped and chained up in a prison cell by the bad guys. One of the ladies is dismembered and eaten by the cannibalistic mayor, which results in him eventually getting his hand cut off and crotch stabbed. Upon successful completion of their mission, one of the girls turns to the camera and announces the upcoming sequel.








While there's not a single aspect of this video that isn't ripe for mockery, whatever DIY Z-grade charm this manages to muster up is squashed by the constant ineptitude and time padding (with seemingly endless walking-around-the-woods shots), which grow monotonous very early on. People look directly at the camera (sometimes intentionally), laughter from the crew can be heard from off-screen and the main bad guy tells his underling he should "watch a good comedy like I Spit on Your Grave." The acting, dialogue, direction, costumes, editing, videography, sound and pretty much everything else is as bad as it gets, and yet this still could have been fun if Sheets only knew how to effectively work around his budget constraints. He even finds a couple of locations (a crumbling, graffiti'd up building in the woods; some urban settings) that could conceivably work to capture a post-apocalyptic mood yet insists instead on shooting most of this at a regular old school, with a library that they don't even bother trying to redress used for the bad guy's headquarters and a school health station with a lice poster on the front door used as the lab.

But there's an even worse offense here than that: The director thinking it would be a good idea to fill his movie with fight scenes, which he has zero clue how to stage, direct or edit. Weapons, fists and feet never make contact with bodies (something that could be hidden with proper camera angles, editing and post production work), sound effects are absent most of the time and the actors seem to be clumsily moving around in slow motion as if trying to remember what they're supposed to be doing next. And don't even get me started on all of the swordfights!









Sheets also appears here in a supporting role as a goon named Pringle, wrote the screenplay and cast the film (as "Roger Williams") and I'm pretty sure also did some of the metal music, which is credited to Enochian Key. The script, credited to "A/V Concepts," and editing, credited to "The Chopper," also also probably Sheets. The running time is barely over an hour. You may not even last that long.

NO STARS!

Sunday, July 25, 2021

Sheets of Gore: Volume 1 (2017) [filmed mid-late 80s]

Directed by:
Todd Sheets

You've gotta hand it to Todd Sheets. Even if his audience was, is and likely will forever remain tiny, even if the best reviews he's managed to get over his nearly-four-decade career usually include a line like "Well, it's not the worst thing he's ever done... " and even if he never once makes a traditionally good film out of hundreds of tries, he keeps chugging along doing what he loves most. That kind of tenacity in the face of almost-constant ridicule is commendable. Throughout the 80s, Todd kept busy shooting one short subject after another. After he had quite a few shorts in the can, er, I mean case (most were made with a VHS camcorder, though he did also dabble with Super 8), he finally moved on to feature-length videos. This is where David DeCoteau and Cinema Home Video, and J. R. Bookwalter and Tempe Video, stepped in. As far as I can tell, these were the first outlets willing to distribute Todd's earliest efforts on home video. Not that most of these were ending up in many video stores back in the day (most of their sales likely came from mail order ads in horror rags) but at least Sheets' movies were being seen by people other than his friends and family.

After being mostly ignored for decades, there's been a tiny sliver of renewed interest in Sheets in recent years. As I've said elsewhere, if you're an extreme low budget filmmaker, the very best thing you can do for yourself and your career is crank out as many films as possible. Not only do you have a better chance to actually make something decent eventually but, even if you never do, as long as you have a large number of shitty films on your filmography, a small audience willing to acclimate themselves to your shittiness will eventually find you. And, as the volume of your output increases, the higher the likelihood that a bunch of dum dums out there will start indiscriminately throwing around the "cult" label to describe you and your work.

As I was (unsuccessfully) looking for a list of the shorts contained in this collection, it was quite eye-opening bouncing from horror website to horror website and seeing revisionist horror "critics" referring to a lot of Sheets' earlier work as "cult classics." He never made anything of the sort! A "cult classic" needs to amass a significant audience to earn that title and a few VHS-fetishists decades after the fact hardly counts as significant. No, Zombie Rampage isn't truly a cult film, let alone a cult classic. It wasn't popular when it was first released on video and still isn't popular. To now try to place it in the same category as stuff like Plan 9 From Outer Space, Pink Flamingos or The Rocky Horror Picture Show is absurd.

As for the early (mid-to-late 80s) forgotten Sheets shorts, well, they kind of just remained unseen by the world at large for decades yet were still tacked on to the tail end of his filmography as if they had been released. SOV fans drooled over enticing-sounding titles like Chainsaw Tales and Blood of the Undead for years and I suppose there were enough of these folks out there to merit a DVD. While it doesn't really harm anything to release these, I'm still surprised Sheets himself allowed it. In interviews, he's made no bones about the self-described "abominations" he made early on. He's referred to them as "godawful" and stated that "Anything I made before '93 I kind of disowned." But, hey, here they are anyway!







First up is Gone but Not Forgotten. Two guys and a girl exit a house (i.e. a shelter) because a radio broadcast tells them to seek shelter (?!) They find their town abandoned and then run across four zombies (one wearing a Mötley Crüe "Girls! Girls! Girls!" t-shirt), who proceed to chase them down and slaughter them. There's a machete murder, a guy has his guts ripped out and then the top of his head crushed, one of the zombie girls is seen smiling and laughing and a victim barely acts phased when he's being ripped apart. This 9-minute-long piece admittedly charmed my pants off, but only because it was the exact same kind of thing my friends and I were making after school, where we'd come up with one idea and then just make the rest up as we went along, as they clearly did here.

Next is Gotta Quarter?, which rips off Street Trash (1987) and manages to be even more obnoxious and grating than the entirety of ST (a very annoying film, mind you) in just a fraction of the time. In downtown Kansas City, a bunch of drunk bums who never shut up run around stealing each other's booze and cigarettes. One bumps into some kind of scientist who drops a "mutagen" that "contains radioactivity that can destroy the whole world in seconds." One guy gets strangled with a chain and one of the bums mutates and starts bleeding blue liquid. Probably one of the most useless and pointless things I've seen here recently. There's terrible adlibbing, no real ending, the sound is so muffled a lot of the dialogue is unintelligible (though when you can make it out you'll wish you hadn't) and it's lit and shot so poorly you can't even get a good look at the few gore fx. 11 (insufferable) minutes long.






Tale #3, Sanguinary Desires, carries on like the previous short in that it doesn't make a lick of sense, is poorly shot / too dark and it's difficult to hear the dialogue because it's both poorly recorded and the "actors" talk over one another or don't even bother finishing what they're saying because there was obviously no script. The plot here, if you want to call it that, has a bunch of people being offered 10,000 bucks to spend the night in some place by a vampire and his pasty-faced assistant. They wander around and get killed. After a girl is bitten by the vampire, it cuts to a scene where a guy gets his Ramen-looking innards and other organs ripped out and eaten by a zombie, which is obviously just a bunch of unedited outtakes as you can hear the crew laughing and making comments in the background the entire time. A few more people are killed, the place starts shaking and it abruptly ends with more outtakes.

Though what's seen here runs about 14 minutes, IMDb lists it as a feature with a running time of 85, so I don't know if they're wrong (probably) or if this is a condensed version of something that was originally much longer (not impossible). Either way... Huh?







We're back in downtown Kansas City at night for the 13-minute Edwin Parker, which suffers from the same exact issues as the previous two shorts. The titular cackling machete-wielding nuthouse escapee prowls around the city killing people. His brother shows up wearing a blood-spattered shirt and starts asking people if they've seen him. Sample dialogue: Brother: "Last night he's just escaped from his third mental home and he's extremely dangerous." Man (in indifferent tone): "That's kinda weird." When another woman asks why he's looking for him, he says, "Well, he's my lunatic brother. He's, uh, I gotta find him before he kills somebody. Before we find him, cause. Well if you see him around or anything, give me a holler. And, if anything happens, don't call the police cause I need to find him" (??)

After Edwin lops off the top of a guy's head (one of the few legitimately good fx in this collection), he surprises four people at a bus stop, chases three different women down and kills them. One has her throat cut, another has the top of her head cut off / brain exposed and then the killer corners the last one and uses his bare hands to pull her guts out and then rips her boobs off. The brother finally finds him, hits him over the head with a board and then the killer's brain is seen scurrying away (?!) The only real point of interest here is the bizarre decision to keep the audio of the cast and crew talking in the background during the fx scenes. I mean, is it really that difficult to drop-out the sound for a few seconds or add music over top of it? Or are the people who slapped together this DVD just that lazy?







Another zombie short called The Unwanted is next. This appears to be the third entry of a four-part series called Blood of the Undead. I'm not sure where parts 1 and 2 are at (part 4; Blood of the Undead: The Final Chapter, is at the very end), or if these are linked up in any way plot-wise. Unlike the earlier shorts, which have had the title added recently and otherwise feature no credits, this has opening production company, title, cast and director credits, which are written out on white paper with a marker.

A young kid is attacked by something. Injured and with a bloody wound on his neck, he stumbles to a house where a group of his friends are hanging out and playing ping pong and then passes out on the couch. He spits up some banana pudding, bites / infects a girl and then the two start attacking, biting and infecting everybody else. The last girl grabs a chainsaw that isn't turned on, cuts two zombies, drops it for no reason, falls over and lets the other zombies kill her. The end. 11 minutes. Next.






Though they forgot to even add the title, the 1986 version of Dead Things (which Sheets sort-of remade as a feature a decade later) is up next. Since his youngest son was killed by "city slickers," a scar-faced redneck and his mentally-impaired, hyperactive surviving son decide to get revenge on innocent people just passing through the same area. Luckily for them, Genie, a female shrink from the Miskatonic Mental Health Center, and four of her patients, who won't stop bickering, just happen to be hiking through the area. One of the patients is a pathological liar who claims his uncle was Babe Ruth and that he dated Morgan Fairchild, who "was a hooker" that "charges ten dollars."

When the redneck finally encounters the group, he threatens to shoot them and they all run off. He and his son get their hands on one of the guys, drag him back to their home, tie him up, beat him and then chop his leg off with an axe. The liar then gets mad when no one will believe his tall tales, wanders off by himself and is beaten to death with a baseball bat. There's also a throat slashed with a hatchet, a stabbing and a mummified baby. The redneck and his son turn out to be ghosts or zombies or something. Not that it really matters all that much.

While this is terrible in pretty much every way, it's a slight improvement over the other shorts because it actually attempts to have something of a structured plot, characters you can tell apart from one another (some even have - gasp! - names) and a couple of actors (namely the ones playing the redneck and son) trying to, ya know, actually act. At 24 minutes, this is also the longest. IMDb currently has incorrect info for this title up; listing the cast and crew for the 1997 version instead. Apparently they don't plan on ever correcting that either since it's been like that for years.








The final short, Blood of the Undead: The Final Chapter, does have a few credits (no cast, though), which are again written out on sheets of paper ("Story by: Everyone!"). This is one of the very early Sheets shorts where a lot of his "actors" were just little kids. I'm not sure what age Sheets himself was when he first got started but I'd assume early teen years based on the kids in this one. This runs about 11 minutes and is pretty cut-and-dry: Four young boys enter an abandoned house with blood-spattered walls, accidentally let a zombie out of the basement and then it starts killing them off; mostly with a chainsaw. Some of the dead kids return as zombies and attack the others.







SRS Cinema LLC, which is the current incarnation of Ron Bonk's Salt City Home Video, is responsible for this release. Though I was interested in some of Salt City's output back in the late 90s, SRS's crop of newer titles is mainly of the "We made our movie 'intentionally' bad cuz we're so self-aware!" school of sub-Sharknado forced-camp garbage that I avoid like the plague. And as awful as this collection was (they should have gone for a more apt title like "Pieces of Sheet"), I'd rather sit through it than, say, Sharks of the Corn, or their upcoming production, Amityville Karen. Kind of depressing just how far B horror has sunk in the past few decades since video stores went extinct, eh?

I also must add that SRS has done a pretty poor job on their website write-up and don't even list what shorts are on this compliation anywhere in the description OR even on the back cover before you buy it. There's a Volume 2 of additional early Sheets shorts and I'm not even sure which shorts it contains. Apparently they don't either since they don't bother letting us - the potential buyers - know! The two volumes were also released on Blu-ray (limited to 100 copies) as well as VHS (limited to 25 copies).

 (Dead Things and Gone But Not Forgotten only) / NO STARS! (everything else)
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