Sometimes it’s important to stop watching people getting their bowels torn out and start talking to other, real life people. I know it’s not ideal, but it’s the only thing separating us from wall-eyed fruit loops who wear Charles Manson t-shirts and buy magazines like this:
So Horrid Movies got in touch with the lovely people at Cigarette Burns, East London’s finest cult cinema club, who screen nauseating films once a month at the Rio cinema in Dalston. Think Dario Argento, think Abel Ferrara, think specifically of the scene where a man dissolves into a toilet in Street Trash (1987, dir. Michael J Muro).
And, yes, it seems that a degenerate like Josh from Cigarette Burns favours the sticky charms of Hellbound: Hellraiser II, due largely to the “special effects throughout.” He added, “The first seven minutes are mindblowing.”
You’d have to agree that the video embedded above is fucking disgusting. Hellbound: Hellraiser II is certainly a Horrid Movie, chronicling as it does some confused guff about a puzzle box that transports characters to hell, allowing – handily – for 97 minutes of repulsive bile. SWEET.
A NINTH Hellraiser sequel, Hellraiser: Revelations, was last year squeezed out of director Victor Garcia’s greasy pipeline, shot in two weeks for about 300 grand. And by accounts, it looks like it it was shot in two weeks for about 300 grand. Poor old Pinhead. He only wanted to coerce some unlucky punter back to Hell, like the harmless creep who hangs around a nightclub dancefloor at 2.50am in hope of “mopping up” one of the dregs.