Plot
In the late 80's, a Russian general orders a search party to find a skull with supernatural powers in the Dutch forests which belonged to a Frisian medieval King. The skull is found and a famous archaeologist gets possessed by it and turns into the kings faithful prophet A couple of years later the prophet - who is now leader of a bloodthirsty cult which includes his beautiful girlfriend and family - kills and tortures in the name of the 'Almighty King Sigurd'.
Keywords: b-horror, cult, no-budget, underground
Meet the girl of your screams...
Plot
Spoiled-rotten airhead Dutch socialites Kitty, Estelle and Nicolette hire criminal Cliff to eliminate their husbands, businessmen which they suspect of adultery. Cliff's uncharacteristic clumsiness in staging accidents and pure chance cause ample complications.
Keywords: adultery, airport, anus-bleaching, bar, blind-man, car-accident, cell-phone, cheating, female-nudity, hitman
No body is perfect
Route Planner: You have reached your destination. Beware of pickpockets.
Cosmetic Surgeon: Which one of the ladies had the appointment for the Anal Bleach?
Kitty: An affair?::Nicolette: That's what I heard. With one of his patients.::Kitty: Well, he sure kept that a secret.::Nicolette: After her breasts, lips and buttocks, he obviously couldn't stop filling her up.::Kitty: Poor Marilou. I can understand her getting upset.::Nicolette: Where did she learn to shoot like that?::Kitty: Didn't she practice bow shooting?::Nicolette: That's right. But try putting a bow inside a handbag.
Nicolette: Who was there for him 24 hours a day? Who held his hand when he was ill? [gets carried away] Who satisfied all his whims, however fanciful, without any protest whatsoever?::Kitty: [throws Nicolette a puzzled look] Who?::Nicolette: Why, you!
Kitty: Hire a hit man? I can't even get someone for the garden.
Nicolette: Sometimes I wonder if we shouldn't do something.::Estelle: About what?::Nicolette: All the misery in the world.::Estelle: Last month we had that charity dinner for Darfur, didn't we? The tickets were more then 600 euro.::Nicolette: But that is so... uninvolved. I bet those people don't have a clue we eat for them.
Plot
A rollercoaster of emotions & film genres ranging from dark comedy to drama & paranoia surrounding Vincent (main character) as he tries to salvage whats left of the worst week of his life by throwing himself a birthday party. After waiting till the last minute, Vincent starts calling all his so-called 'friends' to invite them to his big shin-dig. One by one his invitations are rejected & ignored. Then while desperatly attempting to set up for the party he has to deal with more torture & chaos from strangers & acquaintences pushing him to the Breaking point. But when all his friends do show up to suprise him, they are the ones that end up being surprised.
Keywords: birthday-party, dark-comedy
Sex, Drugs & Rock n' Roll!
Plot
A campy horror film involving a young psychopath killer stalking young couples in the Beautiful Lakes area of Minnesota. Dillon saves his Boss Mr. Rosenberg some dough and earns some much needed respect around the office. Mr. Rosenberg gives him the keys to his cabin, so Dillon gathers a group of friends and goes up for the weekend. Little do they know there is a Psychopath-Killer that has other Plans for them. Watch as the horror unfolds.
Keywords: b-horror, campy, dark-comedy, drugs, grindhouse, independent-film, violence
A scandalous drug-addict accountant...An adolescent psychopathic killer...One long weekend...
A scandalous drug-addict accountant...An adolescent psychopathic killer...One long weekend
Plot
A mysterious diver hiding in Amsterdam's canal system embarks on a rampage of gruesome murders, terrifying city officials and leaving few clues for the city's best detective, who doesn't suspect that both his new girlfriend and twelve-year-old daughter may be closer than he is to finding the killer.
Keywords: 1980s, amsterdam-netherlands, automobile-chase, barrel-organ, blood, boat-accident, boat-chase, canal, car-accident, car-chase
The city is murder
The danger lies just below the surface
Be glad you're afraid. It means you're still alive.
Vermeer: What do you think she meant when she said a huge black monster with giant claws?::Eric Visser: I don't know, but I hope your mother-in-law has an alibi.::Vermeer: UGH!
Eric Visser: What were they doing?::Vermeer: Apparently collecting water samples.::Eric Visser: They were the ones who ended up being sampled.
Ruysdael: I wanted him to be happy. I didn't know his intention.::Eric Visser: Revenge on society. Innocent people had to be slaughtered.::Ruysdael: I can't believe it. He is sick and so is society.
Natsuki Ozawa (小沢 なつき, Ozawa Natsuki?), born April 19, 1972 in Oizumigakuen, Nerima, Tokyo, Japan is a Japanese actress.
Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two
Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two
Na na na na jamboree
Buy buy...
Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two
Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for you
Na na na jamboree
Buy buy... ... the shopwindow
Why why, says the sign in the yard
Buy buy, says the sign in the shop window
Motorcars
Handlebars
Bicycles for two
Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes
Army boots
Sleeping bags for two
Nah nah nah nah jamboree
Buy buy...
Motorcars
Handlebars
Bicycles for two
Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes
Army boots
Sleeping bags for you
Nah nah nah jamboree
Buy buy...
...the shop window
Why why, says the sign
In the yard
Buy buy, says the sign
In the shop window
Why why, says the junk
In the yard
You should have seen me with the pokerman
I had no money and I bet a grand
Just in the nick of time I look at his hand
I was talking to an eskimo
Said he was hoping for a fall of snow
When you popped a sealion ready to go.
Let's go let's go let go let go
Down to junior's farm
Where I want to lay low
How life high life
Let's go let's go take me to the junior's farm.
At the houses of parliament
Ev'rybody's talking 'bout president
We all chip in for a bag of cement
Should have had more sense
He bought a gee gee and it jumped a fence
AII for the sake of a couple of pence.
Let's go let's go let go let go
. . .
Let's go let's go down to junior's farm
Take me down to Junior's farm
Ev'rybody tag along
I took my bag into a grocer's store
The price is higher than the time before
Old man asked me why is it more
I said you should have seen me with the pokerman
I had no money and I bet a grand
Just in the nick of time I looked at his hand.
Let's go let's go let go let go
. . .
Motorcars, handlebars, bicycles for two
Brokenhearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two
Sentimental jamboree
Buy, Buy says the sign in the shop window
Why, why says the junk in the yard
Ya da da da da La da da da
Buy, Buy says the sign in the shop window
Why, why says the junk in the yard
Ya da da da da da da la la la la la
Candlesticks, building bricks,
something old and new
~~~~~
He thought he was putting his things in the right place
Everything had a name and everything had a place
But now there's so much of this stuff around
That when we look down on the ground
There is nothing there to see
Well, you're probably saying to yourself,
"I guess they buried it somewhere else"
Wait a minute, wait a minute, Please wait a minute
Just bend your neck, just crane your neck, just twist your neck
But don't break your neck
And look above you, look above you
Above us is the garbage, below us is the earth
Above us is the garbage, below us is the earth
And each day, each hour, each minute, each second
We're crawling, crawling, clawing, falling
More, more, more, more
Well I know that times are tough and it's hard to keep quitting,
but you gotta get yourself together, it's true.
You try to disguise it but we can all see it
Although you might think that nobody knew.
It's become everything, you can't stop it.
You're strung out on that shit.
(pick it up!)
You gotta do this on your own, there won't be an intervention.
You gotta make up your mind soon to let it all go,
You're a slave to the drug although you can't recognize it.
While you're getting so high you'll end up sinking so low.
Is all your integrity gone?
Now you're lying in the gutter and your life is going nowhere
And you haven't got a thought or a clue what to do.
Many have tried only to meet with their demise, yeah
I aint blue yet hell I aint even sick
But this big ol bark sure sounds worse than its stink
Thick like dipsticks and white as a sheet
But for a pile of trash I sure smell sweet
Can in a bag for just $2.35
Nobody looks you straight in the eye
Drop like butter to the floor just let me lie?
Drop like butter, just let me fry
Been digging holes like I'm in need of work
I can't sit for a minute just dry my shirt
This city's been sucking on me like a cheap cigarette
Its drunk my drinks and cashed my bets
Can in a bag for just $2.35
Nobody looks you straight in the eye
Drop like butter to the floor just let me lie?
Drop like butter, just let me fry
Junk, Junk, Junk, Junk
He can't take the street no more
Street too full full of junk
Thinks he'll hide in his room
Room too full full of junk
He turns to his t.v. t.v. full full of junk
Processed zombies pushing junk
Junk food junk clothes
Dressed in junk from head to toe
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Be thankful what you get
He screams for more
Hits the night life once again
Night life full full of junk
Junk is all he'll ever know
Junk music junk dance
Too many junkheads on the floor
The need to realize
Shot, shot, shot, blank
Staring down the barrel of my arm
Shot, shot, shot, dead
It's over drawn black
Shot, shot, shot, red
No restrictions
Sucking eyes inward, immobile
Bionic continuity
Why can't you see
That this is how our love was meant to be?
I'll never understand why you are putting me down
Ruining everything
And when I'm looking into your eyes
I see someone I've grown to despise
There isn't any point in me hanging around
Living the life I live
I told you once but you misunderstood
I never gave up though I did all I could
I can't believe what you're putting me through
I did all I had to do
Just when it's out of reach
Everybody needs to love
But that's how it's got to be
What everybody wants is love
Don't turn your back on me
Everybody's needs to love
That's how it's got to be
It's too late now and you've got to be free
Hard to believe
The way you always try and deceive
There isn't any point in me hanging around
I'm sick of the way I feel
Am I the only one who regrets
The things you always try to forget
Why is it always life ends up dragging you down
Coloring everything
I told you once but you misunderstood
I never gave up though I did all I could
I can't believe what you're putting me through
I did all I had to do
Just when it's out of reach
Everybody needs to love
But that's how it's got to be
What everybody wants is love
Don't turn your back on me
Everybody needs to love
That's how it's got to be
It's too late now and you've got to be free
Just when it's out of reach
Everybody needs to love
But that's how it's got to be
What everybody wants is love
Don't turn your back on me
Everybody needs to love
That's how it's got to be
It's too late now and you've got to be free
Just when it's out of reach
Everybody needs to love
But that's how it's got to be
What everybody wants is love
Don't turn your back on me
Everybody needs to love
That's how it's got to be
I bring the pain you feal inside
the worthless one you've yearned for once denied
I am the one that crushed your pride
You can't control your need to feed form me
Fuck You!
You should never tried to fight me
You should've realized that this is the life you deserve
time is in the fire in which you burn
Fuck You!
You should've never tried to fight me
You should've realized I'm not the one you should fuck with son
I leave my tracks along your veins I fill your world with sickness, guilt and
pain
I leave the scars that you can't hide
To pave the way for me to take what's mine
Fuck You!
You should've never tried to fight me
You should've realized that this is the life you deserve
Time is in the fire in which you burn
Fuck You!
You Should 've never tried t fight me
You should've realized I'm not the one you should fuck with son
But now you hate me
But you still need me
Amazing, felt like I was caged in
Wrote a rhyme and started blazing
Turn the page and you'll feel my raging
Thunder when my foot hits the pavement
Maxed out, grabbed the mic and blacked out
Punks spot the yang and backed out
Took the back route, rap up on them with the get out
They looked at me and passed out
Hungry, so it's gonna get ugly
I'm feeling like nobody loves me
Funky and I'm a microphone junky
Telling that from country to country
Major, I got the unique flavor
Bless you with my words like your saviour
Player, you better curb your behavior
Or I'm gonna have to dig your ass later
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
And I'm a microphone junkie
And I'm a microphone junkie
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
Glorious, got the fabric of warriors
Give all the chicks euphoria
Tapped it on the low I smashed it
Now she got her wig on backwards
So I asked her, who's a complete master
I make her heartbeat faster
Weirdos, mad jealous but scared though
This time I'm well prepared yo
Funky, and I'm a microphone junkie
And I'm a microphone junkie
And I'm a microphone junkie
MAX: There is Junk in the supermarket right across the
street
It's in TV-dinner, soda-cans and frozen ground-meat
You can wash yourself forever but you'll never get
clean
There is Junk in the mailbox and the glossy magazines
It's the headline of the papers and it's on the movie-
screen
It's on every radio station and in every record store
It's the same old thing
Oh, I try to remember what I did in December
Oh, I try to remember you
Oh, you...
There is Junk on the television 24/7
And there's Junk on the shelves at the 7-11
You can call it what you like, but to me it's all the
same
There is Junk in the supermarket right across the
street
It's in the facial expressions of the people that you
meet
You can scrub yourself forever but the dirt it just
won't wear off
No it won't wear off
Junk can have a title, wear a crown and be a king
Junk can be an actor or a popstar who can sing
You can put it in the paper but to me it's just the
same old thing
The same old JUNK!
Go!
I bring the pain you feal inside
the worthless one you've yearned for once denied
I am the one that crushed your pride
You can't control your need to feed form me
Fuck You!
You should never tried to fight me
You should've realized that this is the life you deserve
time is in the fire in which you burn
Fuck You!
You should've never tried to fight me
You should've realized I'm not the one you should fuck with son
I leave my tracks along your veins I fill your world with sickness, guilt and
pain
I leave the scars that you can't hide
To pave the way for me to take what's mine
Fuck You!
You should've never tried to fight me
You should've realized that this is the life you deserve
Time is in the fire in which you burn
Fuck You!
You Should 've never tried t fight me
You should've realized I'm not the one you should fuck with son
But now you hate me
But you still need me
You're dead inside
He can't take the street no more
Street too full, full of junk
Thinks he'll hide in his room
Room too full, full of junk
He turns on his TV, TV full, full of junk
Processed zombies pushing junk
Junk food, junk clothes
Dressed in junk from head to toe
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
Instead he screams for more
Hits the night life once again
Night life full, full of junk
Junk is all he'll ever know
Junk music, junk dance
Too many junk heads on the floor
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
Instead he screams for more
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
Eat what you get
Eat what you're given
And be thankful what you get
Instead he screams for more
Instead he screams for more
I know I can always win,
I can do anything I,
To more than dream I,
Think,
You make everything - everything just right,
So Alive,
Life is good when you're around,
Nothing can bring me down,
I can't believe what I have found,
Nothing can hold me down,
One thing I have to know,
Just how far we could go,
I want to go outside and show the whole world,
That everything I've got
some say is not alot but
It's what I want,
Life is good when you're around,
Nothing can bring me down,
I can't believe what I have found,
Nothing can hold me down,
You wait to hear my call,
You know just know what to say,
How could you be, so, cool,
Life is good when you're around,
Nothing can bring me down,
I can't believe what I have found,
Nothing can hold me down,
Life is good when you're around,
Nothing can bring me down,
You can't believe what I have found,
Motor cars, handle bars, bicycles for two Broken hearted jubilee
Parachutes, army boots, sleeping bags for two Sentimental jamboree
Buy, buy says the sign in the shop window Why, why says the junk in the yard
Candlesticks, building bricks, something old and new Memories for you and me
Don't need people, what good are people?
People just get in the way.
Just take everything I said for the past three years,
Put it in a box, throw the key away.
Don't need reasons, cause there's no reason,
For you to be here with me.
Let's take everything we own, and throw it in the lock,
We'll start again today.
You just keep carrying on, carrying on.
And don't be long.
Soon can't be soon enough,
You can't be you enough,
Soon can't be soon enough for me.
Don't need notebooks, what good are notebooks?
They won't help me survive.
I'll be your milky bar kid, Your sweet honey lips,
As long as you've got eyes.
You just keep carrying on, carrying on.
And don't be long.
Soon can't be soon enough,
You can't be you enough,
Soon can't be soon enough for me.
We don't need this junk to survive,
In case of emergency
Break glass and pull us out
This is the last time I'll let
Your parade rain through my clouds
They say "Sell and implode for all we care"
I watch the rotting from a distance
And then talk about it like I was there
We don't share even the slightest hint of light
We fight to find when it went wrong
And die before we finally get it right
Forgive me if I'm way more bored than I am brave
Maybe it's you and not me
Either way walk away I'm ok
Still looks the same with the discouraged face
Made from scrape and the misplaced anger
I accidentally embraced
Its dysfunction it's implied by its blood thirst
wanna take it all apart just to rebuild it and make it worse
You're going crazy? Well, I'm happy your leaving
You want to sing yourself to sleep
But you're too dead to realize that you're screaming
Even if in God we bend and in trust we cheat
I'm everyday people normal
And I'm glad to be
Load me up, fall in love
We are America's favorite choice of drug
It's all in your hands so kill us while we're young
You don't need to push me I'm ready to jump
Break me down, wake me up
We are America's favorite choice of drug
It's all in your hands so kill us while we're young
And don't fucking push me I'm ready to jump
Grief. Mi casa, su casa
Anything you say can and will be held hostage
I watch the mellow craze dance it's way inside
The universe is black and I'm a lighter shade of blind
Everyone's tugging and pulling in different directions
Why can't I see anything anymore, anyway?
Medicine. Methadone. Media coverage
Something has broken my t.v.
It keeps telling me I need to be worshiped
And followed to fill this void
I don't know who I am. Paranoid.
Bury me somewhere with less perfect
lighting please.
I want to suck out all of your junk and
Kiss it back into the parts of your heart that you keep locked up
When you awaken I hope I'm the first person you call
I'll listen like a pistol
It'll be worse than talking to a wall
Having everything's having nothing at all
I watched you climb your way to the top and
I'll still be here when you fall
There's no fulfillment in a lazy nation
That keeps feeding our infatuation
With the idea of being famous
Load me up, fall in love
We are America's favorite choice of drug
It's all in your hands so kill us while we're young
You don't need to push me I'm ready to jump
Break me down, wake me up
We are America's favorite choice of drug
It's all in your hands so kill us while we're young