Blast-Off Girls, The (1967)
A slimy talent agent turns a ragged rock band into an overnight sensation via blackmail, marijuana, and plenty of sexy girls! Features a kooky cameo by Kentucky Fried Chicken’s Colonel Sanders!

Blood Feast (1963)
Lunatic caterer Fuad Ramses prepares “an Egyptian Feast” from assorted body parts borrowed from nubile young women. The world’s first “gore film”! An over-the-top classic from cult director Herschell Gordon Lewis and the first film in his infamous “Blood Trilogy”!

Blood Feast 2: All U Can Eat (2002)
Forty years later, Herschell Gordon Lewis’s returns to the feast to continue the hilarious and outrageous tale that has earned him the title of “Master of Gore”! A new and memorable take on his cult classic!

Color Me Blood Red (1965)
The Newest Trend in Art is Type O Negative! The oddball paintings of an obscure out-of-his-mind artist suddenly become popular after he begins using a special new pigment -- human blood, specifically from sexy young women. The third and final film in the infamous “Blood Trilogy” following Blood Feast and Two Thousand Maniacs!

Gore Gore Girls, The (1972)
The sexy go-go girls employed by comic Henny Youngman for his strip club become the gore-gore girls when they’re murdered, mangled, and mutilated by a psychotic killer with a grudge against g-strings and pasties... A sick mix of twisted comedy, topless dancing, and ultra-gore (including everything from butt bashing to eyeball popping) makes this the ultimate gross-out from director Herschell Gordon Lewis.

Gruesome Twosome, The (1967)
“The Most Barbaric Humor Since the Guillotine!” With an electric carving knife he got for his birthday, Rodney, an imbecilic psycho, removes the scalps of pretty young college coeds which his mother, a little old lady lunatic, then sells in her “wig” shop. A macabre blend of humor and horror from cult director Herschell Gordon Lewis complete with blood, pajama parties, stock car racing, and beach blanket bingo!

Just for the Hell of It (1968)
A crazed bunch of teens run amok in a suburban community by attacking the local gals, turning a restaurant into rubble, and tossing a baby into the garbage! A wild, ahead-of-its-time exploitation gem!

She-Devils on Wheels (1968)
Queen and “The Man-Eaters”, an all-female biker gang, take time out from terrorizing a local community to race each other for first pick of the “stud line,” initiate a new member, throw Saturday night orgies, and take on a rival all-male gang by decapitating its leader. Sex and violence courtesy of cult director Herschell Gordon Lewis!

Something Weird (1967)
When an electrical accident disfigures the face of Cronin Mitchell, he also acquires strange psychic powers. But wait! Mitchell then makes a bargain with a sexy witch who restores his looks if he becomes her lover, boosts his ESP with LSD, expels a ghost from a funeral home, tracks down a small-town maniac, and makes an ordinary bed sheet come alive and attack a man! Yow! Whimsical, semi psychedelic, and utterly far-out!

Taste of Blood (1967)
A bottle of ancient “wine” turns John Stone, a mild suburban executive, into a pasty-faced, bloodthirsty vampire. A distant relative of the original Count Dracula, Stone journeys to England to pick up his ancestral coffin, then begins feasting on the descendants of those who destroyed the vampire king.

Two Thousand Maniacs (1964)
The small Southern town of Pleasant Valley celebrates the Civil War’s centennial by inviting a handful of unsuspecting Yankees to be their “guests of honor” and then slaughtering them! The second film in Herschell Gordon Lewis’ infamous “Blood Trilogy”!

Wizard of Gore, The (1970)
Is It Magic or Wholesale Slaughter? Seedy magician Montag the Magnificent requests female volunteers from the audience to join him on stage where, in the best Grand Guignol tradition, he slaughters them in a series of grisly illusions: one is cut in half with a chainsaw, another has a spike hammered through her head, two swallow swords, and one gal gets a hole drilled through her belly. Trouble is, the “illusions” become all too real several hours later. Blood and guts from “The Wizard of Gore” himself, Herschell Gordon Lewis.