Wednesday, June 05, 2002

In honor of the completion of Blood Feast 2, I've decided that, in addition to my normal crop of reviews this month, I'm gonna devote a lot of time to the oeuvre of one Herschell Gordon Lewis -- the Godfather o' Gore! So let's kick off HG Lewis month with a review of one of his less typical films...

Suburban Roulette (1967)

Yes, folks, welcome once again to that magical place where there's always a jazz song in the background, people make love while still wearing their underclothes and milk exists solely to be thrown about kitchens by children and belligerant drunks... boys and girls, ladies and gentleman, it's time for your new favorite game, SUBURBAN ROULETTE! Now, let's meet tonight's poorly-acted contestants: Margo and Ron, Cindy and Burt, Fran and Marty! We'd ask them to tell us a little something about themselves, but since they're completely without personality they'd have nothing to say! *APPLAUSE, LAUGHTER* Now, I'll explain the rules for those of you tuning in for the first time: Our six contestants, being the squarest swingers on the face of the earth, will sort of hint towards group sex and wife-swapping and all other manner of tawdry doings. But when they actually do these things, the moralistic weight of the universe will press down on them and their lives will go to hell in a handbasket! FUN! Now, are we ready to be bored out of our minds? Theeeeeeeen... GO! Oh, now look at them, the poor dull souls. Too timid to even try to titilate us. I guess the real losers here are the audience members. Sorry, folks... better luck next week!

Grade: C-