Unpleasantness in California Movie Night

California is notorious for unpleasantness. Somehow they have both fire and torrential rain. Drought and mudslides. Immobile traffic and earthquakes. The most dairy farms but inferior dairy. They balance out Texas and the South in the Electoral College, however, so  I wish you good luck with your worthless, cold, shark-infested ocean.





I bought Slaughter in San Francisco for 25 cents at a garage sale from an old lady in my neighborhood. I'm comforted by the fact that people I live near may be watching the kind of movies I like. I want to ask that guy with the prominent brow ridge that doesn't keep his dog on a leash if he's into Stuart Gordon. Is that person with the "Unapologetically American" bumper sticker overwhelmed with all the Jess Franco movies? Also, is this a recycling pick-up week?


 

Chuck Norris is a bad guy in this movie. Although, to achieve that distinction in San Francisco you merely have to use plastic grocery bags and not pick up after your dog. It's one of his first movies and he's dubbed ala Arnold Schwarzenegger in Hercules in New York.





Cameron Mitchell is back with a vengeance just two weeks after having his own BMN. 





But the real story is that this is William Smith's third BMN in a row.





This happened once before, also by accident, when Howard Vernon appeared for three consecutive weeks. 


Terror in Beverly Hills is directed by a man from Eau Claire, John Myhers. A story credit is given to the producer of Hollywood Cop, also starring Cameron Mitchell. So this may be the closest we will ever get to another Amir Shervan movie.

Here's what happened last week: