Saturday, December 20, 2025

Book Review: Xerox Ferox

December is Trash Cinema Month at the PorPor Books Blog

Book Review: 'Xerox Ferox' by John Szpunar

In June of 1980, Bill Landis (1959 - 2008), a 21 year-old New Yorker who had an affection for the louche life, handed out the very first issue of his zine, Sleazoid Express

The xeroxed, one-page, typewritten sheet covered such films as Mad Max, Humanoids from the Deep, and Let Me Die A Woman. Within a few months Sleazoid had attracted a following among both trash film fans, and the more sophisticated set who referred to movies as 'cinema,' and called themselves 'cineastes.' 

Landis's combination of shoe-leather film criticism, and 42nd Street anthropology, gave the zine a sensibility that was unique.

Across the USA, and eventually in other Anglophone countries, fans of trash cinema began producing their own xeroxed zines, such as Gore Gazette, Psychotronic Video, Cinema Sewer, GICK !, etc., distributing these at theaters, book and record stores, hipster gatherings, and, for some zines, even newsstands - !

The creators, editors, and contributors to these zines were Baby Boomers who grew up on the old monster films airing on TV shows hosted by Zacherly and other horror movie emcees. Baby Boomers who as kids, eagerly grabbed issues of Famous Monsters of Filmland and Castle of Frankenstein, and assembled the monster model kits issued by Aurora.

As adults, these horror fans set out to produce zines on topics near and dear to them, and found receptive audiences. This zine culture helped spur the Midnight Movie and Cult Cinema movements. The advent of VHS tapes in the 1980s, and DVDs in the 1990s and 2000s, further enhanced the value of zines as guides to the best of all the material popping up on the shelves of Blockbuster, and the myriad smaller, independent video dealers (like Mike Vraney's 'Something Weird').

While I wasn't a hardcore horror zine reader and collector (I never subscribed to Fangoria), every now and then, when I was in Atomic Books in Baltimore, I'd pick up one or two zines. So the zine phenomenon stayed on my radar until the later 2000s, when print zines began to transition to websites.

'Xerox Ferox: The Wild World of the Horror Film Fanzine,' published in 2013, is a tribute to the horror and trash film zines (and professional magazines, like Fangoria), that flourished in the 1980s and 1990s. 

One thing to mention: don't get this from your 'usual' online book retailer ! It's over-priced. You can order an eBook, a trade paperback, or a hardcover edition of the book directly from the Headpress website. The trade paperback edition cost me £24.48 (including shipping) which is just short of $33 US. The book itself is printed in Chambersburg, Pennsylvania, as a print-on-demand title, so it's shipped from there directly to your address.

This book is a little bit bigger in size than a mass-market paperback, and at 800 pages, it's a ‘thicc’ little package. 

The book compiles 47 interviews with the writers and publishers of trash cinema zines (along with a trio of low-low budget filmmakers profiled in the 'Lost Zine' section of the book). 

Among those represented are Jimmy McDonough, Bill Landis and Michelle Clifford, Chas Balun, ‘Bhob’ (i.e., Robert Stewart), Jim Morton, Steve Puchalski, and Nick Cato. 

Crammed in among the tiny-font text are black & white, low-res scans of media from the zine era, and photos of the creators of the profiled zines.

There are hours of reading to be had from this book. It’s fun dipping into, here and there, for morsels and revelations of pop culture knowledge and nostalgia. For example:

● Bob Martin, the editor of ‘Fangoria’ magazine, once took a writing workshop put on by Henry Beard, a founder and editor of the National Lampoon, and Tony Hiss, son of the accused Cold War spy Alger Hiss ?!

Kris Gilpin’s interview features an anecdote, about a Times Square video smut booth, that simultaneously is hysterically funny, and utterly repellent.

David Nolte, an Australian who created that continent's first horror film zine, Crimson Celluloid, maintained pen-pal status with notorious serial killers such as Douglas Daniel Clark, John Wayne Gacy, Otis Toole, William Bonin, and Arthur Shawcross, among others !!!

Dennis Daniel is yet another Baby Boomer who, as a child, had his life irrevocably warped by exposure to Jay Robert Nash's iconic 'Bloodletters and Badmen.'

● When Tim Lucas (Video Watchdog) was 14 or 15 years old (circa 1970 or 1971) he published his first zine, a mimeographed zine titled Apples Woofer. A contributor to that zine was a science fiction writer Lucas had befriended at MidwestCon: Andrew J. Offutt !

Here's Offutt's son, Chris, on attending an early 70s Midwestcon science fiction convention:

That summer our family attended MidwestCon, which turned out to be my last con. The minute we arrived at the hotel, Dad began operating in full John Cleve mode, refusing to acknowledge his children. The only other teenager at the con was the fourteen-year-old daughter of a minor SF writer who also wrote porn. We talked the first night. Tessa had run away to New Orleans for a while but now lived with her father, whom she hated. He ignored her, and he drank and had too many rules. I told her I knew exactly what she meant. We agreed on everything—fans were the biggest weirdos in the world, cons were boring, and our parents didn’t care.

....At the elevator, I heard the sound of an opening door. Down the hall, my father stepped from a room. He said something low, and a woman responded with laughter. Dad closed the door behind him and straightened his hair. I pushed the elevator button repeatedly, fearful that Dad would see us. Tessa and I descended to the lobby without talking. Dazed and happy, I wanted to remain in her company, but she avoided me for the rest of the con.....

Interestingly, in his interviews, which were conducted in 2010 - 2012, editor Szpunar asks his subjects about the state of the zine culture. Most interviewees respond that zines have been replaced by online portals. Back 11-12 years ago, that may have looked like the forward path. However, what we since have seen is the rise of the print-on-demand (POD) 'bookzine,' media pioneered by Justin Marriott and his Paperback Fanatic franchise (the first issue of which was published in 2007). Indeed, you now can go online and find a number of POD publications devoted to trash films.

Summing things up, who will want to read 'Xerox Ferox ? Certainly, Baby Boomers with a nostalgia for the horror and trash cinema genres of the 1970s and 1980s, and the VHS era, will find much here to enjoy. But modern-day trash cinema and zine fans also will find content in 'Xerox' that will inform their own endeavors in film and self-publishing, as the authors profiled in the book all have messages of perseverance and dedication: if you really love what you are doing, then in the end, it's all worthwhile.

Wednesday, December 17, 2025

Christmas Jollies

Christmas Jollies
The Salsoul Orchestra, 1976
A disco album of Christmas songs ?! Yes, and it's good stuff, too !
 
Back in October, at the Library Sale, I picked up this LP for only a buck. 
 
In 1976 the Salsoul Orchestra, led by Vincent Montoya Jr., released Christmas Jollies, which took a disco sensibility to seasonal favorites. The standout track on the album was 'Merry Christmas All,' with vocals by Denise Montoya, Vincent's daughter.
 
You may scoff at the idea of a disco Christmas album, but Jollies (in my opinion) is markedly superior to all those seasonal songs issued nowadays by Spotify Top 40 'artists.'  There's no melodramatic emoting of standard tunes in an attempt to be Profound and Meaningful. Just holiday songs to a dance beat.

Give it a listen and see what you think. Merry Christmas, All !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Monday, December 15, 2025

No More Mass Market Paperbacks ?!

Last Call for Mass Market Paperbacks
from Publishers Weekly 
Over at the Publisher's Weekly website, an interesting essay about the forthcoming decision by ReaderLink, one of the largest (if not the largest) distributors of mass market paperback books, to cease such distributions at the end of this month.
 
For me, the idea of mass market paperbacks gradually being phased out from store shelves is astonishing, and troubling. After all, they seemingly were a permanent component of the print media landscape since I was a kid. But, according to the PW article, the consumer demand for this format is slacking off:
 
PW reported in 2011 that six mass market titles sold more than one million copies each, but that was down from 10 years earlier, when eight mass market paperbacks sold more than two million copies each and another 39 sold more than one million. As that trend accelerated, the format became impossible to sustain, with rising production costs and a reluctance among publishers to raise prices above $9.99.
 
It's going to be strange to walk into bookstores selling new books, and see fewer and fewer mass markets on the shelves. I guess I can take some solace in knowing that used mass market titles will remain on used bookstore shelves for the indefinable future...........
 
(tip: from 'Dirty River') 

Saturday, December 13, 2025

Penthouse December 1974

Penthouse
December, 1974
December, 1974. Taking a look at the Weekly Top 40 for the week ending December 14, we see Carl Douglas's 'King Fu Fighting' sits atop the chart. Also in the top 5 are some 1970s gems: 'I Can Help,' by Billy Swan, and 'Angie Baby,' by Helen Reddy. The Soul contingent is represented by The Three Degrees. Back in '74 I was unimpressed by Harry Chapin and 'Cat's in the Cradle,' and I still am now in 2025.
 
The December issue of Penthouse magazine is on the stands, with December Pet Cathy Green featured on the cover.  
 
These last days of 1974 are not the happy, self-indulgent, hedonistic times that modern-day observers might imagine they were. The American economy was still reeling from the 'energy crisis,' which had kicked off more than a year previously, in October 1973. There was a recession, widespread unemployment, low wages, and in the Rust Belt, where I was living at the time, young people were fleeing for the Sun Belt.  
 
The departure of Richard Nixon left Vice President Gerald Ford in charge of the presidency, a task Ford was ill-suited for. The lead nonfiction article in the December issue is 'Going Broke,' by Scottish-born writer Alexander Cockburn. 'Broke' paints a grim picture of a USA caught in financial entropy, with Cockburn referencing economists such as Keynes, Geoffrey Barraclough, and the Soviet Union's Nikolai Dmitriyevich Kondratiev, in predicting things would get worse, much worse, before they got better.
 
Interestingly, Cockburn married Leslie Corkill Redlich, the daughter of Christopher Redlich (1915-2000), a tycoon who was instrumental in the worldwide adoption of container shipping. The actress Olivia Wilde is the daughter of Cockburn and Redlich...........
 
Also in the December issue is 'Child Bride,' a comedic short story by William Kloman, about a hillbilly girl named Janey Tully who marries a young marine named David Bowers. Another character in the story is a Southern Boy named Pickle, who sells 'marry-wanna,' gobbles Darvon, and has an anecdote to tell:

"I one time had to cut a bullet out of a man's shoulder - hunting in West Virginia," he said. "We poured half a quart of corn whiskey down him, and he didn't even squirm. It was pretty messy, though."
"Oh, my God," Janey said.
"My daddy said children should be seen and not heard," David said. "And the best way to keep a wife was barefoot and pregnant."
Pickle laughed stupidly, spilling beer down his shirt. 
 
The Penthouse Interview is conducted with the Who's Pete Townshend. Pete comes across as more than a little fucked up, distractedly alluding to his guru (at the time), the Parsee mystic Meher Baba (1894 - 1969). In the interview we learn that the Who song 'Baba O'riley' is a tribute of sorts to none other than Meher Baba ?!
 
Well, you've got your hard times and your economic despair, but cheer up, for the December issue does deliver Bob Guccione's contribution to Seventies escapism: lots of soft-focus nudies ! 
 
Ms. Green (or whoever it was on staff who handled the text blurbs for the portfolios), lets readers know that she's all about 'size', and I'm sure Penthouse readers absolutely had no qualms about their ability to meet Ms. Green's expectations.
Lest readers still were depressed after viewing the shapely Ms. Green's portfolio, well, Guccione presented a portfolio with yet another brunette, this one the sylph-like Terri Saunders:
That's how things were, in those strange days of 51 years ago........

Tuesday, December 9, 2025

Book Review: Immoral Tales

December is Trash Cinema Month at the PorPor Books Blog

'Immoral Tales: European Sex and Horror Movies 1956 - 1984'
by Cathal Tohill and Pete Tombs
'Immoral Tales' first was published in the UK in 1994 by Primitive Press. This U.S. edition (272 pp.) was published in October, 1995, by St. Martin's Griffin. Another UK edition was released in 1995 by Titan Books.
 
All editions, being long out of print, have pretty steep asking prices, with used copies, in acceptable or good condition, starting at $30 on up at amazon and eBay. One speculator / bookjacker is asking for $191 for their 'new' copy ! 
 
As of the time of the writing of this post, an eBook or digital edition of 'Immoral Tales' has yet to appear.
 
'Immoral Tales' is one of two volumes on trash cinema authored by Tohill and Tombs, the other being 'Mondo Macabro: Weird and Wonderful Cinema Around the World,' published in 1997 (there is available a Kindle edition of 'Mondo').
 
I remember picking up my copy of 'Immoral Tales' late in 1995 at the Borders Books and Records in Towson, Maryland, a suburb north of Baltimore. Yes, those were the days before online purchasing when, if you wanted a book, you went to a brick-and-mortar bookstore......
'Immoral Tales' starts off with a declaration:
 
During the 1960s and 70s, the European horror film went totally crazy. It began to go kinky - creating a new type of cinema that blended eroticism and terror.
 
....these bizarre flicks defy simple pigeon-holing. They're too lowbrow to be considered arty, but too intelligent and personal to be described simply as Euro-trash. They're a curious hybrid, milking the dynamism of popular literature and comic books, combining it with the perverse romanticism of real Art.
 
The book's second chapter, 'Sex, Cinema, and Surgery,' offers homage to the 1959 French film Eyes Without a Face, with Tohill and Tombs stating that the film was sufficiently graphic and disturbing, but also possessing an 'artistic' sensibility, thus signalling a new approach to the horror genre, a genre historically dominated by American-produced films. 

Subsequent chapter off in-depth overviews of such sex and horror films, released in the postwar era, from Spain, Italy, France, and Germany. There are brief reviews of memorable films from each country.
There are chapters devoted to major Eurotrash Cinema auteurs: Jesus Franco, Jean Rollin, Jose Larraz, Walerian Borowczk, Alain Robbe-Grillet, and Jose Benazeraf. Of course, whether these film-makers deserve reverential analysis is in the mind of the beholder.......I'm not going to trigger a debate here and now, save to say that I don't quite agree with the authors that Franco is the creative talent they argue he is.
 
Authors Tohill and Tombs realize they are writing for an (almost exclusively) male audience, so they wisely see to it that the book is heavily illustrated with (rather low-res) black-and-white stills of nude, lithe young women.
A section of color stills and movie posters is inserted into the book's middle section; these are reproduced in high resolution, and are one of the book's best features.
 
 
The text of 'Immoral Tales' is small, dense, two-column font. To their credit, Tohill and Tombs avoid getting too 'scholarly,' they understand they're writing for the trash film fan, zine reader, and midnight movie aficionado. Thus, they keep their prose conversational and devoid of pretense. 
 
The films are given concise summaries, and the role of the sociocultural milieu of postwar Europe in composing the films is described with insight and economy. Tohill and Tombs, as Britishers, understand that on the Continent, sometimes things are just inexplicable to Anglophone audiences, and accepting this makes the films a little more watchable.
 
 
'Immoral Tales' is filled with quirky little revelations; for example, in 1990 French director Jean Rollin made, on a micro-budget, a pilot episode of 'Harry Dickson: The American Detective,' hoping to persuade a French TV company to commit to producing a series. Rollin shot the pilot in Paris and enlisted, to play the role of Harry Dickson, Jean-Michel Nicollet, the artist who did memorable covers for French paperbacks, and who is well-known by the readers of Metal Hurlant and Heavy Metal magazines. It's a small world, when it comes to the fantastique.....
 
'Immoral Tales' closes with an Appendix, referencing major directors, actors, and production / distribution companies involved in the sex and horror cinematic enterprises profiled in the book. There also is a brief essay on European comics book heroes.
Hopefully, this overview will provide sufficient information for those individuals who are contemplating whether it's worth parting with $30 or more to obtain a copy of 'Immoral Tales.' If you are a hardcore fan of trash cinema then the answer is 'yes.' However, if your interest in such films is a little more casual, then 'Immoral Tales' really is not a must-have, given the presence of online resources, such as the Grindhouse Cinema Database, that provide easily accessible plot summaries, reviews and essays, of Eurotrash films.