Bill Adcock is an aficionado of low-budget schlock, having been raised on a steady diet of 1950s-1960s creature features. To this day these remain his favorites, though creature features of all sorts, gothic horror, slashers, alien invasion films, etc. are all near and dear to him. When not writing for The Blood Sprayer, Bill can be found writing for his own review blog, Radiation-Scarred Reviews, on an almost-daily basis.
“Deathstalker? Is that your first name, or your last name?” doesn’t really compare to “Do you want to live forever?” in the realms of sword and sorcery dialogue, but these films are fun nonetheless.
As the weather gets colder, my thoughts turn to rites of springtime…which, my mind being the corkscrew it is, leads me into thinking about pagan fertility cults, which leads me into thinking about movies involving the survival of pagan fertility cults
She’s the baddest one-chick hit squad to ever hit town! She’s brown sugar and spice, but if you don’t treat her nice…she’ll put you on ice! She’s Pam Grier, motherfuckers, so you best show some respect!
Pam Grier’s boobs, slime-spewing monsters and kung fu midget super-spies…these are a few of my favorite things…
We live in an unparalleled era of decadence…right? So why was everything scummier in the 1970s?
Who can take a Great White? Make it swim through snow? So it’s tearing up the extras and the blood begins to flow…Sam Qualiana can.
How many nation-wide supernatural catastrophes can America handle?
Buffalo Rocks – HARDER! Buffalo Bleeds — MORE PROFUSELY! Buffalo SCREAMS!
Evil Never Dies…so long as sequels prove profitable.
Swamp Monster + Practical FX = on September 20th, Bill is going to his Happy Place.
Read this book, and discover if Cain will ever find pants capable of constraining his enormous, fiery genitals.
Gamera is really neat, and his DVDs are full of turtle meat.
Imagine if THE ROAD WARRIOR had a scene where Mel Gibson’s backdoor got violated by the Lord Humongous. That’s what happens in Italian rip-off territory.
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