They all sound like they should be awesome, but do they live up to their concepts? Let’s find out.
CHAINSAWS WERE SINGING (2024)

This is an Estonian language film, and I’m not going to lie; I suck at American geography, so I’ve never heard of Estonia, which I’ve now learned is a country in Northern Europe. Horror; it’s educational.

As a backwoods musical, Chainsaws Were Singing kind of feels like two different movies in tone, and it’s way too long. Trimming it down from 120 minutes would have helped the pacing, and it deserved that, because it’s actually quite entertaining, and the songs are much better than those in most low-budget horror musicals.


Having said that, the problem is that the songs don’t feel like they fit the film—at least the first half. The first hour has a fairly nasty backwoods slasher vibe, with loads of gore and a grindhouse look and feel, so the characters breaking into song feels out of place, and the musical compositions just don’t match the vibe.

The story is basic. There’s a killer with a chainsaw living in the woods with his domineering mother and several other weird family members. This includes a gay couple with dating my doppelganger syndrome, landing this not only on the screamin’ & singin’ page of horror musicals, but also on the does the gay guy die? page.

Our leads, a guy and girl, meet in the woods and fall in love…and then she gets kidnapped by the family. The rest of the movie moves between her being terrorized in the cannibalistic home and him and his friend trying to find her.

The gore is outrageous and over the top, with plenty of tasteless kills, like anal penetration with a chainsaw, a tailpipe deep throat kill that leads to an exhaust fumes fart, and a chainsaw to the penis.

All that fun comes in the second half of the film, which is when the shift in tone hits, and the campy, slapstick humor finally complements the insertion of songs. However, there are no extravagant song and dance numbers here at all.

There is, however, a gross little highlight number involving a cult of men in the woods who worship bukkake. Awesome.

Finally, there’s a full cast song near the end in which they literally sing about how all their singing is slowing down the movie and keeping them from getting to the big climax.
I liked it for what it is. I just wish there had been less of it.
FORBIDDEN FRUITS (2026)

Is it The Craft meets Mean Girls? Well, it could have been, but those two movies rule. This one…doesn’t.

I had high hopes when it opened with a girl coaxing a guy in a car parked next to hers to jerk off for her before tossing a hot drink in his lap. I assumed the movie would keep up that sort of prey on predators vibe.

Instead, it’s a movie about a group of trendy girls working at a clothes store in a mall. They’re also witches. They invite the new girl who works at the food court into their little coven.
There’s plenty of bad girl attitude, there just isn’t any bitchy camp to go along with it. This one is just bland. We get typical girl night hangouts, and a few of the girls score some sex in the changing rooms with cute guys who work in the mall—yay for man butt.



Unfortunately, there’s also not much in the way of witchcraft, but inevitably, the girls begin turning on each other when spellcasting delves into dark territory.

The best parts come at the end. All of a sudden there’s a lesbian kiss, a nasty escalator scene, a gory head split—this shit helped at the last second, but it feels like it comes from a totally different movie!


Things come to a close with a big twist, a less than positive conclusion, and a surprising appearance from Gabrielle Union all of a sudden.
KILLER THONG (2025)

With a title like this, you’d expect totally campy, sleazy fun. But no. Buried somewhere in this tedious film is a story about a girl who comes out of the closet after realizing that men in thongs gross her out.

I wasn’t grossed out, which means…thong slideshow time!




These two slices of beefcake dance at a party for a bunch of girls, after which this movie turns into Skinamarink. If you thought Skinamarink was brilliant, I’d highly advise that you watch this one, which subjects us to endless still shots of the house the story is set in, accompanied by a ticking clock and a blowing wind sound. We are talking endless filler scenes that barely propel any story forward.

So, what is the story? The main girl passes out at the party and dreams that a killer thong comes for her and her friends. Yes, a majority of this film is a dream. And no, the thong does not have teeth as it does in the poster art. But we do get killer thong POV.


Instead, it shoots electrical bolts and chokes her friends to death (in the dream) by deep throating them. The most exciting part of her trying to conquer the thong (in her dream) is when her dead friends come back momentarily as zombies.

Even the blow-up doll rendition of Munch’s The Scream seems out of place, since the movie simply is not campy enough.



75 minutes in, it does, however, jump back to the party where she fell asleep and began dreaming, so at least we get more stripper action for a climax. This one definitely earns a spot on the stud stalking page.
































































































































































































