Debbie looks bangable, so that's nice.

Don't you give a shit about overseas members? Its 2009 for fuck's sake.

...Deborah Gibson.

Keep us informed about this movie's release, Harry, for the love all things humanoid.

Bad movies take little time to make because, well, they're bad. It's about quantity over quality. Kinda the same model for porn, but you know, reputable.

I even had two great taglines for it: "Chivalry isn't dead...but you are" and "It's gonna be one Hell of a Knight!"

Fucking tiny humanoids. Robbed me of my moment to shine. I was born to play a raping mutated salmon.

I had a scene where the heroine is being chased on the street by the knight and a bunch of drunk college boys pass by and see him and start yelling "Go Knights!"

It was fucking Shakespeare.

Loaded with motherfuckin' snakes!

What's next, a motherfuckin' octopus!?!

Contintalop's film sounds epic.

I've seen that Humanoids remake. It's kind of fun, but the original pwns it.

Learn from your Outlander failure AICN.

Also, FUCK MTV.

And Droid is right, when you remove the tentpotle from your mouth, try actually reporting on the little films. You know, the ones that are actually "cool".

I will echo what others have said: report more on this type of shit instead of the 10,000 reviews for the same blockbuster movie. We don't need overkill on those, but we do need more of this type of stories.

Perhaps you should start another column header for this site called Schlock. Put next to coaxial or something.

http://tinyurl.com/powcns

Oh, and I'll probably wait and do a showing of this fine piece of cinema for the annual Halloween filmfest we have at my friend's house.

I am still a wannabe filmmaker, however, and still write and direct my own shorts to stay in practice. I have a couple optioned, but nothing made yet. My goal is to someday have the people here hate on something I wrote and/or directed and call me a hack.

That's the American Dream.

Fucking Hollywood amateurs.

I would like to think it is because they have no taste in movies that mine wasn't optioned, because if my treatment wasn't better than Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus, man, am I going to be depressed.

Still, a young kid like myself could come from the midwest with little or no college training in the film world and land a job as a PA and work his way up to editing and writing scripts in just over a a year. And sure a lot of the stuff we made was schlock, but damn it we tried to make it the best schlock you could. I remember actually having debates with the directors of T&A flicks about how we could make the plot make more sense or if the audience was going to empathize with the main character. Shit, it was a movie about girls getting naked and we were treating it like it was GoodFellas. But it was better than any film school and you actually got hands on training and a chance to be creative.

After I took a break from working in the business I came back and the first thing I worked on was another low budget movie, Stan Lee’s Lightspeed. World of difference. The movies we worked on in the past weren’t good, but at least people tried or had aspirations. I think the only one who was really trying on this one was the director, but he had no clue about the super-hero genre at all. And, to top it off, he was actually a studio DP (did Jeepers Creepers) and also directed bigger budget features. Nothing against him for doing that, but I was wondering why don’t they just hire a hungry young kid instead of someone who is financially secure. The kid is going to put his heart and soul into this movie; this guy (nice as he was) was just looking at it as a job. Once he was done, he would move on without worry about the film.

And that is where I think these companies went wrong. There no longer is a low budget dream factory for people (especially young people) trying to break into the business. I’m not saying they made better movies in the past, I am just saying as crappy as they were at least you could see a little bit of soul and passion in things like Subspecies, Black Scorpion, Puppet Master, Invisible: The Chronicles of Benjamin Knight, or even the first Carnosaur.