Since I’m still currently unemployed, I have begun watching A LOT of movies on Netflix streaming. So I’m going to share them with you, since whenever I talk about them to Appelina she wonders how the hell I find these movies. Most of them are going to be from before 1979, and most of them are going to be classic science fiction or horror, and possibly foreign. And we’ll start off with:
A Bucket of Blood, 1959, no rating, staring a bunch of people I’ve never heard of and directed by Roger Corman, who I’ve also never heard of. I’m not very good with remembering stuff like that.
I liked this movie. It was cute and funny, although it was supposed to be a horror movie. It’s one of those campy B-movies that might have been scary 50 years ago, but not now. Right away you know it’s going to be funny because it takes place at a club full of Beatnik artists, complete with turtleneck sweaters and berets. There’s this guy who is the bus boy, and nobody respects him because he’s simple, naive, and has no artistic talent, but he really wants to fit in and have all the Beatniks think he’s cool.
So he goes home one night and tries to sculpt, but has no luck. While he’s messing about with the clay, he accidentally kills his landlady’s cat. (He stabs it with a steak knife. Don’t worry, I don’t think it suffered much.) He thinks, oh crap, what am I going to do now? He does the logical thing of course, and covers the cat in clay and presents it to the Beatniks as his sculpture. He is instantly cool.
But now all the Beatniks expect him to create more! But he has no talent, what will he do? Well, he’s a lucky guy, because he accidentally kills an undercover cop with a metal skillet so now has a body to cover in clay. The Beatniks are very impressed. He is really working his way up the Beatnik social ladder.
While everyone is oooing and awing over our new artist, the owner of the club accidentally knocks over the cat statue. A piece breaks off and he sees fur underneath. The owner then realizes that there must be a dead body under the other statue as well! But does he say anything? No, because he’s making money off the statues.
In the meantime our artist has run out of dead people, so now he is being proactive and intentionally killing people. This can only lead to trouble, and it does! Not only do people realize that there are corpses in his statues, he is being haunted by those that he killed! Oh no!
And I will stop there so I don’t spoil it, although you can probably figure out how it ends. Anybody want to guess?