 Every horror film fan should watch at least once. Yeah. Get it under your belt, and you're a good. Welcome to another episode of Freightfully Forgotten Horror Movies, but before we get started, what are we drinking? Today we are drinking some local brews. Yep. I am drinking dastardly villains infernal fusion machine black ale. That's a mouthful. What does that even mean? Infernal fusion? What the fuck is a fusion machine? What are you getting fused with? The fly? Yeah. Brundle fly when you're done drinking this beer. Y'all slowly are all melting and everything. At least your ear all falls up. Today we're going to bring to you 1976's Blood Sucking Freaks, and this was a Patreon request by Rob Robinson. This movie was directed by Joel M. Reed, and he did Night of the Zombies just to mention one movie. That's about all. That's it. Yeah. Blood Sucking Freaks starts off with a bunch of people in the audience, not too many people in the audience mind. You're like a handful of people in some weird theater watching Sardu's Theater of the Macabre. You're like a SNM type performance where you're watching basically people get tortured and stuff. But the people in the audience think it's just a show. It's all illusion. It's magic basically. Sardu comes on and then there's a woman. It's all naked comes on. Of course. They start doing all the sick stuff like putting your finger in a vice and turning it. You hear the sounds? Everyone's all clapping thinking it's a big show. They put this weird mechanism on another woman's head and start tightening it. Sardu is like a hatchet. In the grand finale they bring this other naked woman out and they strap her hand to like this table. Little guy with like an afro comes in. Yeah. That Peter Dinklage Bob Ross. Hi friend guy. Comes in and starts to sign this woman's hand off. At the end of the show and all the critics are leaving and donation for the actors. The actors are not paid. Damn right you don't get paid. Yeah fuck. So he runs his one critics leaving and basically tells them I'm never going to review this show. But it's awful. It's garbage. Another couple comes through and guide his nice looking girlfriend who's like a ballerina. They kind of like the show. Like I kind of like what you're doing here you know. Really. Backstage behind Sardu's theater of the macabre. You realize that it isn't theater. It's not an illusion. This is all real. He's got this cage of women in his dungeon. He's like keeping their naked. Throwing this meat to them. It's raw meat. He's all having dinner on some naked woman's back and everything. And she's got this candle that's spilling all this wax on her back. Don't ruin my dinner. Have you been a bad boy master? Yeah. Yes. And all these women come in and start ripping his clothes off and start whipping them. So he's pretty pissed off that this critic won't review the show. So he tells that little guy. Bob Ross. The little Bob Ross. Go get this guy. Go kidnap him. Take him down to the dungeon and string him up. Yes. Start giving him the boots literally. What the hell is going on? Throwing into this weird fucking world. It turns out that Sardu is getting paid millions of dollars to kidnap women and traffic them to other countries. Because this guy who is an Alice sweet Alice. That shitty landlord guy. Sardu also gets the idea to kidnap that ballerina who came with her boyfriend to watch the show in the beginning. They want to break her. They want to break her spirit to get her to star in their next show. And the way they're going to do that is by torturing other people to make her uncomfortable and break her. One of the things that they do they're like bring in the doctor. So they have this woman tied to this chair and this doctor basically he's like he's all fucked up too. He's like I live with my mother. This is like he's all making them all sick already. He starts pulling out all the women's teeth. Drilling into the top of her head and he puts a straw down and starts drinking her fucking brain. Holy fuck. But it's even to the point where it's like Sardu and Bob Ross get rid of him. Get rid of that doctor guy too. He's even too much for them. The ballerina Natasha her boyfriend starts to get a little worried about her and realizes something's wrong. And so he phones the cops detective Tucci and he comes down and basically he gives him the facts of life. Like nothing's going to happen here unless you grease the wheels of justice. I'm not looking for your girlfriend unless you pay me 10 grand. Fucking asshole. But this is the way the world really works right? And so he pays him. He has to. He has no choice. And so they start looking into Sardu and they start going down to his theater of the macabre to investigate and find out what the fuck they're really doing and where Natasha is. Sardu comes out to meet them and they're asking where Natasha is and he's like oh well she can't be disturbed right now but they insist. You know so he does bring her out and by this point she is so brainwashed and fucked up that she just kind of goes along with it and says everything's fine and I have a show to do. They just kind of go into the audience and start to watch the show. Sardu Yel has that critic guy all tied up and everything. And they start to watch and that's where we're going to end it. So if you want to see what happens to the critic, Natasha, Sardu and all his fucking lot, keep watching 1976's Blood Sucking Freaks. Blood Sucking Freaks man. What a trip. This movie is a trip and a fucking half. It is basically an exploitation film almost at its best. The nudity, the torture, the gore, but it also has some things to say about society. Which is kind of what makes it maybe a bit of a cut above the rest. Yeah yeah it's actually an extremely smart movie when you start to delve into all the things that it's touching on. Which just now recently we're starting to hear lots about that, right? But that was never, there was never a thing back then that was touched upon. Human trafficking, people being kidnapped and then used and sold. Yeah it happened but no one talked about it. Artists, right? Struggling artists, putting on a show and then critics tearing things to pieces or not even wanting to touch your show. Pissing the artists off due to the point where you want to get your revenge, right? On the critic, yeah. Everybody wants to do that. It touches on a lot of real life situations. Corruption with the law. This movie is basically all about corruption. Everyone in this movie is corrupt to a degree. And everything is corrupt. For a low budget movie like this, a low budget exploitation movie, the acting is pretty damn good. Everyone is solid in this movie. Sardu is great. Yeah. Like everyone is really good. Yeah, I believe everything in it. To the point where you're kind of like when the women are being tortured and stuff, it's like you're uncomfortable. So that's how good and believable it really is. That's right, yeah. And the characters that the actors play are fucking great too. The way the movie is set up you kind of start to hate all of these fucking characters too, right? Like these fucking assholes, what are they doing to these women? You don't like any of them. Not really. Not even a detective, you know? But the way the movie progresses you start to get almost comfortable with what's going on. Yeah. And then you start to just be okay with things. Which is interesting. Yeah. How they kind of desensitize you. Yeah, and you start to like almost not sympathize, but you're just okay with it. Yeah. The comedy in this movie is one of those movies like it starts off like as the darkest dark comedy you'll ever watch in your life. Because I think at its heart the movie is a dark comedy, really. But then it gets to a point where it's like, oh, is this a comedy? The last kind of ending. It gets to a point where it's pretty intense. With the torture and stuff. Ooh. The doctor scene did it for me. Like that guy was fucked. Even on their level. Yeah. That guy was screwed up. And that's where I started to kind of it's like, it's no longer funny anymore. Funny. Yeah, funny, you know. The scene that got me it was the scene where they put the woman in the guillotine and they make her hold the rope for the blade in her teeth. Yeah. And they start caning her bare ass. Yeah. And it's like, whoa, that's fucked up. Yeah. And she lets go. And then some dummy head comes off and you're like, oh, it gets all fun again, right? It's one of those movies that kind of really rides the line between fun and fucked up. Yeah. Yeah. It's like, it's just black and white. There's almost no gray in this movie at all, right? They feed you a lot of masochistic shit. Then they pull back. Yeah. So you get comfortable. Then they feed you more. The intensity of everything keeps ramping up though as the movie plays on. Yeah, it's pretty crazy. Like it was at the point where I thought, is this movie going to be nothing but women being tortured? Then it pulled it back. And it's like, okay, now it's into the investigation with the boyfriend. They gave you a break almost just when you needed one. Exactly, yeah. For some people maybe too late. Too late. But for me, it was just like, okay, thank you. I needed a break from that sick torture shit. The effects and the torture scenes are really actually quite good in this movie. For the type of movie that it is. Very low budget. Low budget, low production value. But the effects aren't so good where you're like, disgusting. Yeah. Because it's a little budget, it's not super realistic. The blood is really red like that paint. That paint blood that we all know from the 70s. So when you see that, it takes you out of it a little bit. But I think and that's good. Cheesiness of the effect makes it a bit more comical. That's right. As opposed to being just plain disgusted by it. Yeah, yeah. The sound effects that they use to be like a lot of those ratcheting sounds. And then the screaming and the blood curd. Most of the soundtrack to this movie is women screaming. And it gets to you after a while like, oh man. I think it's done on purpose. It serves its purpose, right? Rob, man, you're making me watch some sick shit. But you know, at the end of it, it's kind of farcical too. The movie is one big farce. The movie is one big black dark comedy. But it has so much torture in it where it makes you question whether it is a comedy or not. Yeah. It's a weird movie in that way. Balances the scales throughout the movie. Comedy, sick shit, comedy. You know, it's like, I think it, throughout the whole movie, it does this. I think it does it perfectly. And it really does it perfectly. Because it doesn't tip the scales in either way too far. We're always questioning, what is this movie? What is it? Is it a comedy? Is it a horror? Is it a snuff film? Is it an exploitation? Yeah. I think the movie is brilliant, dad. It is. It is really brilliant. Because it does all that. And it gets a real world message across at the same fucking time. And it gives the viewer an effect. Like it makes the viewer feel something. Yeah. Whatever it is, whether it's disgust or it's lust. Or whatever it is. It makes you feel something. It's like you watch this movie and you're going to come out with some sort of opinion or feeling. As opposed to just like, I watched a movie. Like H2O? Yeah. Yeah. Exactly. The complete opposite of H2O. And the ending is like crazy. The ending of this movie is like, what the hell is like always? That Sardu is all getting like even more crazy. He's all making out with that dead corpse of that critic. Like, oh, like what the fuck is going on? And it's a fucking trip. Yeah. This movie is a trip. It may not be for everybody. But I think it's a movie that every horror film fan should watch at least once. Yeah. Get it under your belt. Yeah. And you're good. So if you want a borderline snuff style movie that rides the line between sadomasochism, real-world situations, then watch 1976's Blood Sucking Freaks. It's a fucking roller coaster ride. It'll take you to the lowest of the lows, to the highest of the highs. And it has something to say, which not every movie can do. Yeah. And actually the things that this movie has to say in 1976 are still things we can talk about today because nothing has changed. Exactly. As far as human trafficking, corruption in the police department, it's all the same. Yeah. All these years later, you know. That's right. And until next time, keep drinking. In whipping.