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Romance, Arsenic, and EVIL from the “Coven of the Black Cube” reviewed! (Blood Sick Productions / Blu-ray)

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In a romantic tale brewed in turmoil and death metal, Violet’s relationship with girlfriend Gumby has spiraled into rocky territory.  Meanwhile, a coven of witches, the coven of the black cube, use a façade storefront to sell their arsenic infused potions to women who patron the store looking for spells, elixirs, or anything they can get their hands on to give them their just desserts.  Along with a steep price for the potion, the coven’s intent is to also extract the hearts from the corpses for black ritual purposes.  When Violet meets Clover, one of the coven witches, she’s smitten with their newfangled friendship, entrusting Clover enough to naively purchase the potion that only truly works if the other person actually loves them back.  Violet’s plan backfires when the potion takes Gumby’s life but in tragedy she finds solace, warmth, and love from Clover as the two find a stronger connection than before.  Yet, Clover’s coven doesn’t see their amorousness as conducive and plot against Violet and her inner circle who know a little too much of their murderous plans. 

“Coven of the Black Cube” is the 2025 alternative-goth romance horror from Brewce Longo.  The 2024 released film is Longo’s third full-length feature film behind “Blood Sick Psychosis” and that timeless – or was it tasteless – holiday classic, “A Corpse for Christmas.”  Longo pens the shooting script from a story concept by Longo, the film’s costar Zoe Angeli, and Josh Schafer, a VHS aficionado with producing involvement in the VHS documentary “Adjust Your Tracking” and videotaped themed adult animation film in “The Magnificent Kaaboom!!! VHS.”  “Coven of the Black Cube” takes a shine to Schafer’s enthusiasm for the antiquated media format as Longo devises an analog appearance from shooting with a VHS camcorder.  Longo and cinematographer Michael DiFrancesco serve as executive producing financiers of the lo-fi and underground horror production with “Busted Babies’” X Menzak and Charles Smith as co-producers. 

At the dark heart of the story, two women devoid of true love are a piece of a larger pie of characters and while Morrigan Thompson-Milam (“Debbie Does Demons,” “XXX-mas”) and Zoe Angelis (“Flesh Eater X,” “A Corpse for Christmas”) play the characters on opposing sides of the morality scale who find a connection of desire for each other’s comfort and company, there is often a focus on Milo, the laissez faire pot shop, VHS, and pizza-making entrepreneur, and his frustrated wife looking for husband humiliation.  Milo’s a long haired, mustached, glass-wearing, dope smoker with a penchant for Carl J Sukenick movies and the finest college combo of cold pizza and warm beer.  “Pigshit’s” Josh Schafer cowrites in his character’s love for the underground and obscure horror in a retro-VHS format and instills an uncouth yet gentle behavior for a likeable Milo, but Milo’s is benign to “Coven of the Black Cube’s” theme as well as his wife’s (Annie Mitchell, “A Corpse for Christmas”) distaste for his uncivilized and disinterested spousal conduct.  There’s segment has little value other than to be another coven case of trying to get rid of one’s husband and to be not a good friend, but just a floating friend to Violet and Gumby (Kasper Meltedhair, “Darbie’s Scream House”) that supplies them weed from time to time.  We’ve seen Angelis before in more X-rated material from extreme indie filmmaker SamHel’s short films “Vania” and “LoveDump” but her role as Clover takes it down a notch by only going full nude for a steamy moment, exposing just enough yet plenty for a lead into sex scene that fades to a black transition just before getting down with Violet.  Clover and Violet relate to effectual romance that’s organically not sustainable due to the coven’s strict unwritten policies on privacies with Luna (Aja Long) as the representational face of the coven head who will do what is necessary to keep their practices a secret.  The cast fills in with Tina Krause (“Bloodletting”), Joe Swanberg (“You’re Next”), David ‘The Rock’ Nelson (“Blood Sick Psychosis”), and Chris Seaver (“Scrotal Vengeance”).

Underneath the darkling foundation and it’s deathrocker-and-hillbilly rock scene, “Coven of the Black Cube” has perfected the notes of being an analog horror in the modern, digital age by actually using era specific filming equipment to achieve a natural aesthetic with tracking lines, interlaced blocking, and a low-bandwidth process with magnetic tape decay resulting in color shifting and bleeding of the warmer tones produces a nostalgic exactness, an infinite times better aged look through proper medium than a digital image could ever try to reproduce through  being played back through a VHS recorder or any VHS filter.  High praise for a more than accomplished film aesthetic can only push its success so far as the story, a dark-and-grim queer romance, struggles to keep focus with a disjointed narrative, diluting too much of the Violet and Clover rising relationship within the killer-coven context.  Sidebar scenes of Milo’s substory, subjecting his wife’s disdain for his change over the course of the marriage and the subsequent consequence of her plot to do harm to him, dissent the story’s core queer love affair tone too much and too heavy-handily while keeping an overtop cloud of wicked witchcraft whirling about between murdering men, selling pernicious beauty products and services, and holding dark rituals involving a coffin, torture of manhood, and ill-effect open-heart surgery.  Gore effects are moderately effective, especially with the back alley penile canal probing that’ll have all the men cross their legs in fear but also include disemboweling and heart removals.  One item that really digs under the skin, nagging for it to be further explained, is the significance of the black cube.  It’s symbol is worshipped but is still an ambiguous cause or idol the coven sees fit to follow; however, a little research suggest Longo’s story pulls inspiration from the occultist and magical religion Cult of the Black Cube that has been segmented over he course of time, one of those segmentations being blood sacrifices in order to harvest souls for possibly Satan and that closely resembles the filmic plot. 

Blood Sick Productions receives the high-definition Blu-ray treatment for “Coven of the Black Cube,” distributed by MVD Visual.  Encoded onto a BD25, the AVC encoded, 1080p Blu-ray, presented in a 1.33:1 aspect ratio, is an analog enthusiasts wet dream being shot on magnetic tape rather than digital, creating all sorts of color bleeding, interlacing issues, and fuzzy imaging that can both be an instilling nostalgia of reminiscent low-budget 1980s horror and a videophile’s ultimate night for apex image quality.  Longo’s intentions were for the former, a love letter to the VHS era, under the cinematography of Michael DiFrancesco who knew how to correctly light and angle certain shots ot appear vivid, such as in the nightclub scene where Violent and Clover meet eyes, and for the rest of the film use the inherent camcorder’s constraints to let the low resolution and limited color range to take the wheel.  The English PCM 2.0 stereo has a stronger mix than expected in contrast to the video quality, filling in the dual output with unrefined and flat but clear and prominently forefront dialogue, nonetheless.  A killer metal soundtrack is the film’s pride and joy, dispersed throughout appropriately emotionalizing and accentuating the type of scene, with performances from Sing Slavic, Fishgutzzz, Slasher Dave, ShitFucker, Blank Spell, Xarissa, Sorrow Night, deleter, Heavy Temple, Soft Teeth, and more, a full list is inside on an inserted one-sided sheet in their respective band fonts.  Other physical properties of include a harsh pastel and crudely demonic illustration by Paul Barton.  Inside with the insert sheet, the disc is pressed with a giant black cube, bordered with archaic rue figures in a bloodred backsplash.  Encoded special features include a commentary writer-director Brewce Longo, writer-star Zoe Angeli, writer-star Josh Schafer, and director of photography Michael DiFrancesco, a behind the scenes look, and the trailer.  The region free encoded disc has a runtime of 97 minutes and is not rated.

Last Rites: An alternative witchy tale for the alt-scene, “Coven of the Black Cube’s” nostalgia for the analog and the misandrist femme-fatales marks a different kind of cauldron-stirred potion for the black cat and broomstick subgenre but there’s an imbalance of story here that’s difficult to ignore with its wandering path that takes focus away from the significance of the black cube, trading defining substance around the coven’s existence for a quick cementing romance.

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Stick With Jordan Peele’s EVIL Social Commentary. “Afraid?” reviewed! (Cleopatra Entertainment / DVD)

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After going through a physical domestic violence incident with her aggressive stepfather that ended with her a little banged up and with his arrest, Sarah can’t wait to spend time with her high school friends at an isolated cabin near Bin Bow Lake over the Halloween season.  Sarah feels like a fifth wheel while her friends have significant others in their party of five, but she makes the best of the situation with anything being better than at home on the weekend with her abuse-recovering mother and unpleasant memories of her stepfather, but the boozy, time-alone getaway turns into a fight of survival when a masked killer targets them, hunting them down one-by-one.  With no cell service, the car not starting, and not a single person around to help, the group scrambles for options of escaping the killer’s malice aforethought in a rural area that wasn’t all that friendly toward their kin color to begin with. 

Claiming to have the same Jordan Peele story vibes, “Afraid?” is the Sky Palmer, aka SkyDirects, helmed urban slasher from 2025 that faces social justice issues point blank in front of a masked killer backdrop.  “Afraid?,” aka “What Are You Afraid Of?,” is the sophomore feature length film for the California-born director fashioned from his own screenplay treatment with an infused racial overtone amongst the horror trope allotment.  The PR and communications tech startup founder and film director SkyDirect’s involvement doesn’t quit there as writer-director, as he also serves as executive producer under his production company SkyDirects Flix alongside co-executive producers with Cleopatra Record’s film entity, Cleopatra Entertainment, with “Frost” and “Cocaine Werewolf’s” Tim Yasui  and Brian Perera, who handle the exclusive distribution of the film, with freelance producers Gregory Mejia and Brian Cooper, the latter Cooper having collaborated with SkyDirect’s debut feature, “Run Nixon.”

The urban thriller is cast with primarily African-American actors and Caucasian actress Rezia Thornton in a semi-lead protagonist role of Sarah with the teen girl’s harrow opening skirmish with an aggressive stepfather and she also becomes the bookend storyteller of survival stemmed from events involving four of her friends, a pair of romantic couples, looking to getaway for a weekend as a group.  Thorton’s doesn’t portray to be your traditional mayo-vanilla character as she fits socially inside the dynamic of culture that surrounds her.  Kendre Berry plays Terrence, a high school football athlete exploring the possible opportunity of collect scholarship while testing the potential distant relationship waters with Latina girlfriend Lisa (Teairra Mari).  Berry and Mari are to have a strong character bond tested by the Sarah’s flirtatious eyes for Terence and while there’s a moment of heated tiff between the lovers, they go right into the one trope you’re not supposed to do in a horror movie, do sex acts in the woods.  The contention is nothing more than a spat when Sarah’s brought in under fire from Lisa’s Latina wrath in a nearly forgotten character plot foil.  Those types of fizzling devices extend to the other couple, Jamal (Gemaine Edwards) who is a military prospect and Jasmine (Nakosha Briggs), with Jamal’s decision to quit his path toward service because of military operations and causes he can’t support because of their support for wealthy interests.  This too gets murky inside the couple’s progression with the quick snap introduction of the killer, never influencing their characters and acts in a solely spout-off with the movie being a platform to convey the message, a common theme throughout “Afraid?’s” hollow horror shell.  There’s one character Dexter (but credited as Nerd Kid?) trips into the discussion of getting away this weekend during their high school hallway hangout, as if part of the crew, but never makes the trip and isn’t seen again in an odd character introduction of wasted space and missed opportunity to become kill-or-hero fodder.  The rest of cast rounds out s and to support to Sarah’s backstory and suspicious rednecks, any of which could be our killer, with Michael A. McGrath, David Ian Wood, P.T Ashlock, and Ashley Heath. 

SkyDirect’s entry into the slasher genre is exploited for platform messaging gain on social and political issues and conspiracies against race and culture as well as the American dream, subverted by wayward government intentions and systematic bigotry of authoritative figures.  “Afraid?” is a film that’s compared to the likes of Jordan Peele, using horror as a metaphor for the undertone, and also often blatant, glitches in American society, typically against African-Americans and other minority groups.  However, “Afraid?” very much feels like a bald-faced weaponization, like a caricature of concept, that doesn’t try to hide the fact under a blanket of horror as characters play into conventions and stereotypes with a hefty amount of exposition to back it up.  The idea of “Afraid?” is that fear inside every black person’s they’re made to be the target of prejudice, whether by the Podunk population of rural, nowheresville America or by unprovoked police offers who question their late-night purposes.  Scenarios of being shot run through their mind, depicted in an unjust nature, and even the interaction with an uber-creepy, stuttering roadside assistant instills a fear despite him being nothing but helpful with their flat tire.  SkyDirect’s introduction of multiple characters with callback actions and lines don’t ever flesh out, such as with Sarah’s abusive stepfather opening that doesn’t add anything to the rest of the storyline or Terence and Gemaine’s partially contentious friendship with a corner drug dealer who was a high school friend where Gemaine’s beef with him is never fully opened and explored.  The acting from the cast renders over fine enough but the scripted dialogue is hackneyed and exclamatory hyperbole in its stating of the obvious that it makes scenes almost painful to hear.  All these negative elements take away from the film’s core slasher theme that does have some decent kills and a definite eerie atmosphere and appearance. 

Cleopatra Entertainment distributes their co-produced venture on DVD home video, a MPEG2 encoded DVD5 with an upscale 720p standard definition, presented in a widescreen 1.78:1 widescreen aspect ratio.  Despite its narrative and character shortcomings, “Afraid?” has a polished picture with a dark, cold grading with a higher contrast to formulate shadow work around the tenebrous trees to the ominous inky corners of a pitch-black cabin without power.  Cobalt toned in its processed coloring, and perhaps some gel work here and there, brings traditional horror color schemes back to the horror table.  Details are not too terrible either but can be eroded by the grading’s creeping shadows and some scenes fair better than others, such as medium-to-close up shots are better equip to handle capacity pixels rather than drone medium-long-to long shots with a drone or a crane, you see the image start to block when Sarah becomes lost in the woods and the camera pulls and away from overhead.  Though not listed, the DVD comes with an English PCM 5.1 surround sound mix.  The audio assortment finds fair footing amongst it’s clear and verbose dialogue that’s the dominating layer, it’s ambience that places last amongst the layers but still pulls off a variety of diegetic and non-diegetic environment noises in a spooky-laden, rain-drenched woods with potent thunder and a deluge of pelting rain pitter-patter, and a vigorous selective soundtrack produced and hyped by its Cleopatra Records’ artists DMX, Pleasure P, and Mase, to name a few.  Bonus features include promotional trailer clips of the film and a image slideshow with the physical DVD, inside a standard tall Amaray, has a photoshop rendered image of a masked killer looking through inky eye openings and over his shoulder with title just below and the tagline Don’t Look Back underneath that.  Disc is pressed with the same image and there are no other extra materials inside.  The 89-minute production is not rated and is region free for global playback,

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A Hole in the Stratosphere Mutates a Whole Lot of EVIL! “Ozone! Attack of the Redneck Mutants!” reviewed! (Video Vengeance / Blu-ray)

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Arlene, a passionate university student of environment science, and acquaintance Kevin, the untroubled son of an oil tycoon, travel to Poolville, Texas where Arlene’s adamant cause to save the planet has put her on edge with the imprudent Kevin and his family’s oil drilling, planet contaminating business.  Arlene’s mission in the rural town is to test the Ozone layer after a chemical manufacture spill while Kevin tags along much to her chagrin.  Before she can analyze the effects of the spill, the residents of Poolville begin to mutate into festering, flesh-eating creatures and Arlene and Kevin are stuck in the middle of the mayhem.  The exposure mutates Poolville’s population at a slow and unpredictable rate that leaves no where safe to shelter and their own lingering presence exposes them also to the chemical agents.  The longer they stay, the greater the chance their body will transform into flesh-craving fiends, wild-eyed and disgorging green vomit trying to get to their next meal. 

On the heels of “The Abomination,” shot back-to-back in the same month and also at nearly all the same set locations, “Ozone!  Attack of the Redneck Mutants” is the perfectly obscure grindhouse film for a double bill from directors Bret McCormick, who helmed the house-shelled creature feature “The Abomination,” and Matt Devlen’s environmental bumpkin zombie horror!   Shot on location in and around Poolville and Fort Worth, Texas, the lo-fi, flesh-eating, in more ways than one, gory feature is written by Brad Redd and produced by the Devlen and McCormick due along with composer Kim Davis, credited as Marie Skylar (“Body Parts”).  The film has a strong cautionary, allegorical theme of man-made containing spill effects on the environment, such as the ozone layer in this narrative, and their underlining harmful effects on humans that go to an exaggerated level of devouring each other in bits and pieces.  The body horror indie is self-funded by McCormick and Devlen and had a short run on VHS micro-label Muther Video. 

If you’re one of the lucky ones and seen Bret McCormick’s “The Abomination,” you may notice familiar actors in Devlen’s “Ozone!  “The Attack of the Redneck Mutants!”  However, the protagonists do a reversal of demeanor with Blue Thompson as Arlene, the environmental science student who is thrust into being a competent and adept fighter against the mutants whereas her character in “The Abomination” was no different than the stereotypical female victim of horror trope.  Scott Davis tackled the creature in his house with mild composer, even when it devoured his friends and family, but Davis’s Kevin Muncy is foolish and cowardly, wailing to the top of his lungs and flailing his arms and legs when attacked like he’s drowning in deep water because he doesn’t know how to swim.  Arlene and Kevin are an unlikely pairing, environmental antagonists, stuck together in the mutated middle traversing the back country while rural residents transfigure before their eyes into flesh-hungry fiends.  Loafing gun-toter Wade McCoy and his mother Ruby are two of those Poolville denizens that that come under threat.  Played by Brad McCormick, Wade’s a bit of a stereotypical caricature of the term redneck with plaid shirt, truck hat, beer in hand, and shotgun at the ready, as seen in earlier scenes with his character blowing off the broad face of old gourdes in his backyard.  Wade’s mother Ruby (Jance Williams, “Tabloid”)) is a fireball in her own aged way that’s gives evidence to Wade’s beer, guns, and philandering ways.  The rest of the cast are all farming mutants who receive sangre-spilling screentime with Luther Webb, Barry Stephen, Londy Porter, Regina Hackenbush, Leon Bardol and Lorraine Dowdy, Rhonda Rooney, and Barbara Dow as their victims. 

Spitting in the face of the budget’s limited purse strings, or rather spewing neon green glop right into it, “Ozone!  Attack of the Redneck Mutants!” has tremendous cult appeal with its sly editing of human-to-mutant transfiguration and its evisceration and cannibalism gore effects that munches on intestines, a staple dish for the prototypical zombie, undead or otherwise.  The horror looks monstrously great on screen with simple syrup editing under its grindhouse celluloid aesthetic that concentrates a steady transformation of surviving environmental terror, a theme that’s been persistently weighty on activists, politicians, and science communities’ shoulders and minds to this date.  Man-made chemicals and chemical reactions have had a known effect on the ozone layer since the mid-1970s when chemists found chlorofluorocarbons, such as in certain aerosols, had a negative depleting result on the ozone in the stratosphere.  “Ozone!  Attack of the Redneck Mutants!” pulls from that scientific fact and swirls it with an extreme horror element devasting to humanity.  Devlen and director of photography Guy Rafferty secure perfectly framed shots, with one sequence coming to mind of a grass field with wildflowers and buzzing with nature and the camera pans up and over a rolling hill toward a smokestack manufacturer that makes the connection stronger and more impactful to the story.  There’s also a subtle conspiracy between oil tycoon inheritor having some involvement in his father’s oil business and the twist knowledge that his family has a relationship in owning and distributor culprit chemical substances that igniting hell on Earth, sparking extended internal beef, as if the protagonists weren’t already polar opposites butting heads and at each other’s throats between their ideals of big oil and an environmental science, the latter on the precipice of being a muckraker. 

Tapping into the same man-made environmental crisis horror to the likes of “Godzilla” and “The Crazies” and if you’re hungry for more of the same subgenre, “Ozone!  Attack of the Redneck Zombies” is a bloody good time on a downsized appetite, now available on Blu-ray for the first time from Visual Vengeance, a partner label from Wild Eye Releasing.  The director approved standard definition master from the original 8mm elements comes out of the antiquated format shadows onto an AVC encoded BD50 but the transfer was done from super 8 celluloid, retaining much of the emulsion gaps in light leaks and garners a fair amount of speckling, cigarette burns, and vertical scratching but the overall original print has been cared for, well preserved to offer an upgraded resolution as much as the increase in pixels allows with an untouched grading that keeps the nostalgic, sandstone complexion.  A full screen 1.33:1 is the original aspect ratio applied also here on the Blu-ray.  The English PCM mono track is about as a feeble as you expect but adds to the nostalgia in it’s muffled, boxy, and slightly hissy-scratching post-production recording.  You honestly don’t need it touch up or have it upgraded into channel multitude or else it loses that signature singularity associated with hard-to-find, cult budget horror from the 80s.  The front channel produces all the action and dialogue surrounded by simple fixed score and it works better than most of its ilk, but you’ll still find it lacking vitality and having a mismatch gap between the action and the audio.  English subtitles are available.   Where the technical aspects of a Blu-ray are always subpar, because of the fair warning received at the beginning of each film, the encoded and physical special features are what fans crave from the always happy to delivery Visual Vengeance label.  Encoded is a commentary with producer/co-star Bret McCormick and actress Blue Thompson, a second commentary from horror/film experts Sam Panico and Bill Van Ryn, an interview with actress Blue Thompson which is an extension of her “The Abomination” interview on that Blu-ray release, location visits, deleted scenes and outtakes, including special effects behind-the-scenes, without audio, the original VHS intro reel from Muther Video, an archived interview with Matt Devlen from a Cinema Wasteland screening, a producer trailer reel from Matt Devlen, Devlen’s short film “Babies,” actress Barbara Dow’s acting reel, an interview with fellow era director Mark Pirro (“Nudist Colony of the Dead”) on the film, an archived public access TV interview Hollywood Unseen, a Devlen interview on the Let’s Watch Movies podcast, feature image gallery, the trailer for McCormick’s “Tabloid,” and other Visual Vengeance preview trailers.  A massively encoded presence is always accompanied by a massive physical presence, beginning with a newly commissioned cover art by graphic artist, The Dude Designs, on the cardboard slipcover.  The same art is also the primary art on the reversible sleeve, but I like to turn it around, switch it up, to reflect the original VHS box art.  Inserted in the clear Amaray is a mini-folded poster with even more new art by a different artist, Andrei Bouzikov, an official, black and white comic book adaptation with Marc Gras doing all the artwork from cover-to-cover, a white paper puke bag with the feature title, a Muther Video sticker, and a retro sticker sheet from Visual Vengeance!  A Visual Vengeance release is like opening a present on Christmas morning!  The region free, unrated film has 93-minute run which, in my honest opinion, is a bit too long for the story being told as does drag between first and second acts, and if memory serves me, “The Abomination” was exactly the same way.

Last Rites: Gun-carrying, tobacco-spitting, beer-drink rednecks stand no chance against the manmade decay of planet Earth in this done-right DIY horror from Matt Devlen that’s creatively spewing its neon juices galore! Video Vengeance sheds light on another obscure release that doesn’t deserve to be at the bottom of the barrel with its natural celluloid intact, a whole lot of extra goodies in the special features, and a fun and yearned full physical presence too good to be true.

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Joe Lewis Takes on the EVILs of the World Church! “Force: Five” reviewed! (MVD Rewind Collection / Blu-ray)

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U.S. Government contractor Jim Martin is an expert martial artist, hired as a contracting agent in the field to handle special missions against country threats when they arise.  When Martin is subcontracted by a wealthy man who has ties to U.S. politicians, he’s assigned to rescue the plutocrat’s daughter from the clutches of the World Church, a fronted religious cult promising to its followers a palace of celestial tranquility from an oppressive world but their intentions are to trick the trust funded young adults into signing over their inheritance to support smuggling drugs and guns.  Martin builds a team of hand-to-hand fighting specialist to take down the World Church’s martial arts master Revered Rhee and his large right-hand man, Carl.  Infiltrating with a visiting U.S. Senator, masquerading as his aids, the team also tries to convince the U.S. Senator of the organization’s corruption while searching for their assigned rescue target. 

Joe Lewis, known as the Father of Modern Kickboxing and perhaps one of the leading martial artists out of the U.S. of his time, had his time on the action-packed silverscreen like most popular fighters of his ilk, such as Chuck Norris and Bruce Lee but certainly not as profound in appearance credits.  One of his first films is a martial arts and rescue actioner titled “Force:  Five” that was released just off the heels of the swanky 1970’s where the disco and soul-infused soundtrack and the chopsocky Kung-fu films reigned as one of the supreme sounds and subgenres on the globe’s East and West terrains.  Serial martial arts film director Robert Clouse, famously known for his co-direction on Bruce Lee’s “Game of Death” and notoriously known for his it’s so bad, it’s good “Gymkata,” writes-and-directs the film based on an alternate screenplay from debuting writers Emil Farkas (“Vendetta”) and George Goldsmith (“Children of the Corn”).   “Enter the Dragon” and “Black Belt Jones” producer Fred Weintraub hoped to capitalize on the melding of the aging martial arts and with the rising rescue/POW films that were on the rise and base the idea off of real events, such as People’s Temple and their cult leader Jim Jones that spanned two decades prior to the film’s written foundation and subsequent finished release.  The Italian language disc is pressed with the same sleeve art with the second disc pressed with alternate, dark-toned artwork, also original to the initial film release. 

Having already touched upon the star of the film, one of the best martial arts competitors in the world, having once beat Chuck Norris in an official event, Joe Lewis is surrounded by an entourage of real fighters who dabbled in acting.  Sonny Barnes plays the large muscle Lockjaw, the only black character in the story, and Barnes is trained and became a Sensei in Kenpo Karate, and he wasn’t the only minority listed in the eclectic group with Latino and Native American representation in Spanish-American Benny “The Jet” Urquidez, a skilled black belt Kickboxer with proficiency in a variety of fighting styles.  Lastly, Richard Norton, another major name in martial art features, hails from Australia and implanted his styles of Karate, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Kickboxing in his work on both sides of the moral fiber with his characters, having played good and bad guys in “The Octagon” opposite Chuck Norris and in “China O’Brien” with Hong Kong superstar Cynthia Rothrock.  Rounding out the “Force:  Five” team is the only female member in Pam Huntington (“They Call Me Bruce”) with no fighting background and another nonfighter in Ron Hayden as the unhinged chopper pilot.  Though Huntington and Hayden’s fight scenes are limited to just a few in contrast to the trained martial artists, even the nontrained eye can tell the actors haven’t spent years learning the craft.  Now, what really nags at the pedantic in those in the audience is the film is titled “Force: Five” but the team listed above consists of six members so there’s ambiguity in if that was an elementary math error on the story’s part or the “Force:  Five” is just the team minus Joe Lewis, that’s not entirely clear, but what is clear is the antagonists with Korean grand master Bong Soo Han (“Kill the Golden Goose”), master of Hapkido, as the duplicitous Reverend Rhee and the very large and blank faced Bob Schott (“Gymkata,” Russ Meyer’s “Up”) taking trust babies fortune to back their drug and gun smuggling operation through an alternative church façade and scheme.  Reverend Rhee is a character that embodies the very essence of a stereotypical chop-socky or evil organization boss with bad lip sync and a flair for the ostentatious death, “Force:  Five’s” being a killer bull goring those in its labyrinth path, a deadly trap that’s a man-eating shark tank-type, James Bond-like thing to have in his possession. 

By today’s standard, “Force:  Five” is extremely formulaic but for 1981 and with the rise of the action rescuer, mostly inspired by the rescuing of POWs in either during or post-Vietnam War, the film’s a treasure trove of classic conventions of the subgenre that’s inundated with different kick and punch techniques and styles that strayed away from the Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan type of kung-fu that’s more an ostentatious showcase of ability rather than practicing in the practical realm but still pays homage to the craft masters.  Yet, these films resembled an espionage structure with an incognito infiltration, extraction, and scheming villainy pool rounded out exactly how we think movies play out in our head, with a swanky soundtrack that integrated the heart of Carl Douglas’s everybody was Kung-Fu Fighting into a clandestine operation conducted by U.S. operation contract agreement with confident, slightly cocky, Jim Martin.  However, “Force:  Five,” unlike other ensemble entrenched soldiers on a mission, came out too clean for comfort with an unscathed extraction and not one team member lost.  There isn’t even any nearly escape death by the edge of a fingernail.  Joe Lewis takes a couple of kicks to the face by Reverend Rhee and a handful of peripheral characters on the side good did take mortal damage at the hands of the bull and the wishbone split of one main contractor at the hands of Carl’s impatience, but none of the actual operators took one for the team and that usually puts a sour taste in the mouth by begging the question, was the mission really that impossible?  It appeared all too easy from the comforts of the couch to see an unarmed team of martial artists stroll into heavily armed compound (recall – they’re selling drugs and guns) and make it out alive without as much of a minuscule ballistic scratch. 

Coming in at number 70 on the catalogue of the Rewind Collections, MVD’s throwback sublabel, “Force:  Five” kicks itself back onto Blu-ray having been out of a print for nearly a decade on Hi-Def.  A slight better presentation with it’s return to the original widescreen aspect ratio of 1.851, the 2K scan evolves the detail levels to an only slightly higher degree when enlarging the pixels without sacrificing quality, producing a cleaner image perhaps from an advanced scanner.  There’s a balanced color diffusion with warmer palette that focuses mostly on greens and browns and there’s no sacrifice of grain but there’s still some dust/dirt speckling and the occasional vertical scratch but nothing too egregious to note viewing disruption.  The original 35mm print has been nicely preserved and now stored on an AVC encoded BD25.  The audio is generally the same as the previous Blu-ray release with an uncompressed English LPCM 2.0 mono that brings the double impact of all audio layers through the dual channel network, relishing in its small triumphs with small, enclosed explosions.  Dialogue has adequate carry over but there are hissing discharge and underlining crackle, but the overall general discourse is coherent in its post-production recording that leaves Master Bong Soo Han unfortunately reminding us of the higher pitched villainous voice of Betty from “Kung Pow:  Enter the Fist.”  Soundtrack doesn’t instill motivation or embark on danger with its standard stock coursing.  Foley hits and kicks are where “Force:  Five” makes its bread and butter with plenty of vehemently overlaid whomps and whacks.  Special features include a number of archival interviews, or more so toward fighting instructions, from a pair of actors, beginning with Joe Lewis in a sit down that really feels tense when he discusses his martial arts training and contests that lead into the movies and ending with Benny “The Jet” Urquidez offering fighting lesson tidbits in a pair of archived video instructions, such as wrapping your knuckles properly to avoid injury.  The original theatrical trailer rounds out the encoded extras.  The Rewind Collection’s physical treatment is unrivaled with a retro O-ring slipcover that doubles as a faux top secret objective folder on the backside and a VHS rental semblance on the front with previously viewed for sale stickers and mock wear of sun bleach and box creases.  The clear Amaray case inside houses a reversible slipcover with a cleaner, saturated image of the slipcover that has the same layout design on the reverse but with a variant character composition design encircled by a black border.  Inserted inside a mini-folded poster of the primary Blu-ray art.  The disc is also pressed with VHS nodule imagery that further it’s retro appeal into videotape.  The region A release has a runtime of 95 minutes and is rated R. 

Last Rites: “Force: Five” is about as skilled as any Chuck Norris or Jean Claude Van Damme film, and just as hokey as well, with an ensemble of experts of the kick and punch craft that go into a cocky show of bulldozing armed and dangerous smugglers with nothing more than their feet, fists, and wits.

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Sometimes Sacrificing for Satan for Favors Does More EVIL Than Good! “Sex Ritual” reviewed! (International Media Network / DVD)

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The sudden death of her mother has left Ceren in the hands of a pettish and immoral stepfather.  Smacked around and even possibly raped while unconscious, Ceren becomes reserved while being on defense whenever her stepfather is around.  She ultimately joins a satanist group at the behest of friend Tuna who has ulterior motives of human sacrifice for the 13th of the sacred year where a rare celestial alignment allows Lucifer to grant powers to his disciples in return.  Ceren’s reluctant to be the Satanists’ much needed fourth person for the ritual, involving drinking each other’s blood and eating a helpless kitten, has nearly pushed her to the limit but when a young woman, a promised sinner, is kidnapped, tortured, and murdered on a pentagram and all in the name of Lucifer, Ceren is pushed into immense guilt.  When each of their supernatural powers come to light, Ceren has the ability to resurrect her deceased mother who takes care of Ceren’s immediate problems, such as her abusive stepfather, as well as be a guide to help the falsely accused sinner, the sacrificed young woman, to take revenge on her satanic murderers.

Never in all my horror movie watching existence have I ever seen, or come across, a Turkish horror movie.  Well, there’s a first for everything and Özlem Yesilyurt is the first director to have his horror film from Turkey, entitled “Sex Ritual,” to cross my desk.   Granted, “Sex Ritual” is an eye-catching and provocative title with lots of loaded promises but the conspicuous title is a Westernized conjuring to lure viewers, like me guilty as charged, into an intriguing concept based off title alone.  The real title is “Seytanin Elçiler,” roughly translated as “The Messengers of Satan” a far, far cry from the more outshining “Sex Ritual” title.  The 2023 satanist horror that allures reclusive and repressed individuals into doing horrible things is a scripted story written by Askin Kartal (“Lilith Cinleri,” aka “Lilith’s Demons” and “Zina” aka “Other”).  Mert Ozan Düz (“Zina”) produces the film under his company, Mert Production Media.

The story is casted entirely with Turkish actresses and actors with Yalçin Cemre at the center of the conflict.  Life browbeaten with her mother passing away and she now dwells under the ignoble thumb of an abusive stepfather, Ceren has little-to-no options in life until the opportunity to escape with a new set of friends, friends of the Satanic kind.  Ceren agrees to join at the constant behest of friend Tuna (Atilla Karahan) who has ulterior motives other than to be a good friend to the downtrodden Ceren in a pure case of netherworld summoning exploitation.  Not sure what Ceren was expecting, or perhaps there is some conjecture lost in translation, but when the satanists, which round out with Caner Gölgüoglu and Yagmur Yenice, begin to cut themselves, drink a bowl of their own blood, kill and eat cats, and the event murder with glee satisfaction, a hesitant Certain eventually goes with all of it without much of a stern opposition that makes her just as accountable for all the ritualized death at the groups’ hands.  Yet, the story makes her out to be the duped heroine and the savior of the sacrificed’s spirit, played by Renas Işıklı in life and death as the unfortunate young woman Selin who has her nipples cut off (not shown but implied with edits) during the sacrificial ritual.  Ceren uses her demonic powers for anti-hero good by taking revenge on those who’ve done inherent wrong to others, such as against her stepfather Kazim Arslantas along with Selin, by resurrecting dead mama (Esra Vural) to take exact the revenge. 

Özlem Yesilyurt’s feature can be construed as a very limited budgeted film with only a handful of simple, repeated locations (a scare abode, a vacant warehouse, outside bench), skirted-by special effects, and less-than-effectual emotional and dynamic dialogue between characters to progress a natural story.  Ceren’s stepfather talks a big improper game with threats and innuendos toward Ceren’s youthful beauty, but his actions are rather mild and any physical abuse, other than a handful of open handed slaps, have been crudely implied, barely registering a sexual encounter.  Strobe lights and some clinging-for-dear-life scab prosthetics make up more than most of the special effects efforts coupled by ham-fisted, overexaggerated performances that are more into theatrical play melodramatics rather than embodying a sense of practical realism.  The satanic enthusiasm between Tuna, Berk, and Asli finds refreshing footing with a disturbing appetite to do all the unspeakable rituals just to be granted unnatural powers, ones that prove to be fruitless against Ceren’s revivification of the dead which begs the question of who exactly did the satanist sacrifice for?  You would think if it was actually for Satan himself, he would not have gifted the fourth wishy-washy acolyte Ceren with a formidable ability over his true followers, unless Satan’s a real son of a bitch and likes to see the world burn no matter who bends a knee to him.  The “Sex Ritual” title is pushed to the seams, stretched to sell copies on a provocative promise that isn’t fulfilled as there’s no sex – voluntary, influenced, or forced copulation – to bring about infernal Hell on Earth, or at least in an inner circle of the desperate to be devilish. 

“Sex Ritual” is a conjured up Turkish horror now available in North America on DVD.  The MPEG2 encoded DVD5 comes courtesy of International Media Network, aiming to bring worldwide horror to western audiences.  Presented in a widescreen 1.78:1 aspect ratio, IMN isn’t the pinnacle of transfer quality but the digital picture has a fair amount of inherent success that has already done the preinstalled work but “Sex Ritual” is a release that’s essentially from farm to table with an ungraded picture within the framework of a 720p resolution, possibly upscaled through your player and television setup.  To its advantage, the feature doesn’t have the scenic, action, or special effects range to test the format and that makes the picture look better, cleaner, and with greater emphasis on detail than typical effects boosted horror with a snappier pace to build the intensity and the terror.  “Sex Ritual’s” often slowed down, lingers on scenes, because of the budget limitations and this results in never challenging the compression.  The audio is an uncompressed PCM Stereo 2.0 mixed in the Turkish language with English subtitles that synch and pace just fine with no sign of misspelling or broken sentence structures.  The little devilry ambiance instilled is held at bay, reserved to be only accessorial to the maniacal laughing and victimizing screams, and the dialogue supplied has prominence and strength between a mostly conversating narrative contrived of pressure, abuse, and bullying with little substance in Ceren’s beset angst and a proper farewell to dear old dead mother.  The generic stock soundtrack from Ekrem Düzgünoglu (“Lilith’s Demons”) lacks vitality to be impactful and sounds as it pulled and edited directly from a generated percussion and synthesizer you find free online.  For encoded special features, there is only a chapter selection on the static menu.  The physical DVD comes in a standard Amaray case with a simple, yet bold and captivating sleeve art with a similar relevance to Ceren and the pagan act with “Sex Ritual” hovering over top, a good marketable look for the IMN release.  The 82-minute DVD comes unrated, though not listed, with region free playback. 

Last Rites: Between the poor taste westernized title and the stale progression of the narrative, “Sex Ritual” has no path forward in summoning its darkest qualities for power and glory in this Turkish-made, low-budget, forgettable thriller.

Sex Ritual Trailer (2026) on Vimeo