We’re not sure whether we’re Sadists or Masochists here, but color us excited by this little bit of random info we stumbled across today:

They’re making a sequel to Forbidden Zone (1982).

For those of you who weren’t at our recent Event 24: Fucked up Musicals, first of all: SHAME. Secondly, you missed out on what was described by one attendee as an, “Acid-laced skull-fucking of weird. I want to hate it, but I can’t look away!”

Yes, somehow the movie wasn’t voted off the island, and there was even enjoyment had. We loved its surreal tale of Frenchy Hercules (Marie-Pascale Elfman), a nubile girl who decides to check out the Sixth Dimension out of bordom and finds, among other things: King Fausto ( Herve Villechaize) , a few torture chambers, a frog person, some concubines, The Princess (who never puts a shirt on), the Kipper Kids, a number of cross-dressers, and Danny Elfman. As Satan. Doing a  Cab Calloway impression.

Yeah. It was like that.

There isn’t much information available, but if the sequel’s plot description on IMDB is any indication, it’s still going to be rocking the weird:

Ma and Pa Kettle leave the depressed Dust Bowl with their kids, Stinky and Petunia, and drive their old jalopy down to Crenshaw in South-Central Los Angeles. Stinky is a hyper-active 12-year-old; Petunia is a lumbering 13-year-old; Ma is a corn-cob pipe-smoking inbred, and Pa is a craven, drunken carnival geek…with a bad disposition…even before his carnival job folded after the last dust storm. Together, they hope to find a better life in California. Unfortunately, the little shack they rent has a basement connected to the Sixth Dimension, ruled by a horny midget king who is growing an army of dead zombie babies…to take over Earth.

That, by the way, was written by the film’s director, Richard Elfman.

We’re not sure whether another excursion down the poop shoot rabbit hole is necessary, warranted, or whether our bowels can handle it, but in this age of cookie-cutter blockbusters, it’s kind of heartening to hear that a film that was so weird that the original audience members threatened to take the film reels and burn them is getting a sequel. So tell us what you think in our poll below!

The Setup

A message from our founder: “When I first came up for the idea of the Cavalcade group, I did so out of a heartfelt love of the classic B movie, and it’s descendants: The Modern Hollywood A-list Blockbusters. With their combination of silly scripts, ham-fisted acting, and sloppy direction-these bits of, well, Schlock cinema hold a place near and dear to my soul.

“That said, I too have another cinematic passion, and that, my friends, is the Musical. There’s just something awesome about people randomly breaking into song to describe their feelings about situations like love, family, friendship, and…uh…the Russians expelling the Jews.

“Point is, I never thought I’d be able to merge the love of gore, horror, cinematic satanism, and low-budget film making. But ask, and the Cavalcade provides!”

The Formula

Take a movie script and cut out anything more than three plotlines, plot twists, or subtle characters. Next, add four to five musical numbers. Then…film it.

The Menu

The Booze: The Purple Rain

Every problem can be solved with a generous injection of Prince. It’s true.

• 1 1/4 oz. Curacao, blue
• 1 1/4 oz. Vodka
• 2 oz. Grenadine
• 1/4 oz. Lime Juice
• 2 oz. Pineapple Juice

The Food: Red Velvet Heart Cake

Complete with aorta and spurting goodness. This was volunteered by a guest who is both disturbed…and kinda awesome. That first line was her description.

The Movies

Forbidden Zone (1982): Before his incredible collaborations with Tim Burton, Danny Elfman was part of a musical theater group called The Mystic Knights of the Oingo Boingo, they created one of the most disturbing things ever captured on film, and we’re gonna watch it.

Repo! The Genetic Opera (2008): The year is 2056, and an epidemic of organ failures has crippled our society. A billionaire industrialist saved the world by manufacturing and providing organ transplants for any and all who could afford them, and has assassins doing repo on the organs of those who can’t. Anthony Stewart Head stars in this blood-soaked story of betrayal, murder, corruption, insanity, and implied incest in this wholesome film filled with family fun.

Suggested Alternatives

Horror of Party Beach (1964): The Beach Boys meet The Creature from the Black Lagoon in a film dubbed “The First Horror Monster Musical.” Yeah. It’s like that.

The Fall Of The Louse Of Usher (2002): Found guilty of murdering his wife, rock star Roderick Usher is sent to an asylum where, in a padded cell, he’s at the mercy of Dr. Calahari (the director, Ken Russel), whose mind-blowing shock treatments set off a series of bizarre, nightmarish adventures.

I have to admit to a certain fondness for musicals. Fred Astaire was an idol of my childhood, as was Gene Kelly. Especially when he danced with Jerry Mouse (of Tom and Jerry). Though as much as I like a good musical, which is essentially a play/movie with more than a few dance numbers thrown in, I can’t bring myself to dig operas. With every line of dialog done through song, my patience wears thin long before the story comes to a close. As such (and much to the dismay of my Grandmother), I always steered clear.

But hey, I like a good disembowelment as much as the next guy! Which brings me to Repo! The Genetic Opera, and the source of our discussion today.

Weaving a tale of betrayal, murder, corruption, insanity, and implied incest, this film is wholesome family fun, pure and simple. Taking place in a very dystopian 2056, it’s been 26 years since an epidemic of organ failures crippled our society. Paul Sorvino stars as Rottissimo “Rotti” Largo, the billionaire industrialist who eventually saved the world by manufacturing and providing organ transplants for any and all who could afford them, eventually creating predatory financing plans to bring them to the poor.

Talk about your sub-prime loans.

Anthony Stewart Head is Nathan Wallace, who was Largo’s chief rival for the affections of Marni (Sarah Power ) 17 years prior to the story’s beginning. When Marni left Largo and married Nathan, and eventually became pregnant, the distraught industrialist poisons her. Nathan, at a loss as to why his wife is dying, carves out his daugher Shiloh (Alexa Vega) and raises her in a tower, a prisoner to his own grief.

Meanwhile, having been convinced by Largo that he was responsible for his wife’s death, Nathan becomes the lead Repo Man, an assassin who’s job it is reclaim organ’s who’s owners defaulted on payments. This burden, combined with his own guilt over Marni, causes his personalities to fracture. One is the caring/obsessed father that is Nathan, the other is “the Monster”-the personality that takes over when it’s time for daddy to go to work. Whew! This is not a story afraid of melodrama.

I haven’t even gotten to Rotti’s children, who serve as the primary comic relief. When a Serial Murderer (Bill Moseley ), Serial Rapist (Nivek Ogre), and a drug-addicted spoiled Daddy’s Girl addicted to plastic surgery (Paris Hilton) are your comic relief…Well, let’s just say you’re in some dark territory. Even so, the plot has a breezy pace, punched up by a couple of really great musical numbers that mix traditional rock power ballads with a bit of Marylin Manson-style Industrial. Tony Head in particular, who last flexed his pipes on screen in a few episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer, belts out his songs with a gusto while he hunches over, knawing on the scenery like a dog with a bone. In most rock operas, you’re lucky if you like 3 or 4 songs. There are 16 here that have found permanent residence on my iPod.

A campy, blood-soaked joy of a picture, it’s highly recommended for any viewing, Cavalcade or otherwise. Pair with Cannibal: The Musical, or Forbidden Zone for an event featuring fucked-up musicals. Or compare it to Repo Men, which has a LOT of similar elements, but slightly less gore.

The members of Wild Zero are the Ramones of Japan, however they also have the divine calling to kill zombies with a thick gooey coating of Japan’s Rock and Roll Spirit. This movie is just that goddamn awesome. As such, we’ve decided to resurrect one of our dead features, the live stream event, and rock it out-jingle style-on this Christmas evening. However, as opposed to just having one of us here tonigh, we’ve got a full cast of characters who are going to be offering input across the twitter-verse

(Oh. Yeah. Keep your eyes peeled for the Japanese Steve Buscemi)

Standard rules apply here, everything here is something shouted out during the course of the movie. By the way, it had its own drinking game, so things became kind of incoherent near the end as all the participants started slurring their words a bit. The lines in quotes are actually taken straight from the film. So don’t blame us.

Enjoy!

• Why are all Asian zombies blue?
• Hubcaps…in SPACE!
• Japanese Rockabilly hair combing!
• We should mention that Wild Zero ships with its own drinking game as a special feature
• WHY CAN’T I SHOOT LIGHTING OUT OF MY GUITAR?!?
• “There’s a wallet on my ass with a rock and roll license!”
• Did we REALLY need the POV shot of him peeing in the urinal? SQUEEEEZE it out, SON!
• Seriously, how many f***ing times do you need to comb your hair in a day?
• What’s with those shorts. . oh, that’s a woman.
• Why. Does. his. underwear. tie. up. on. the side? And did the actor REALLY have to have an erection during the ENTIRE scene?
• Because cocaine in the milk is like a protein shake?
• ZOMBIES!
• And…uh…why is that zombie holding sandals?
• Big. Giant. Hearts? on the screen? WHAT?
• Stick your penis in it, the zombies go away.
• That tiny bike says his penis is at LEAST a full pinky length in size. No overcompensating there!
• never. Ever. Faint in front of the zombies.
• The zombies are going to east Asian Moby! We won’t hear it though, because his shirt is too goddamned loud.
• Mop against zombies= WIN
• At some angles she looks like a man, at other angles she’s a very cute girl? Winona Ryder?
• Why do zombies go straight for the panties?
• Naked Marksmanship FTW!
• Who has fire shooting out of their MICROPHONE?
• They’ve wandered into some sort of building and um. . . SHE IS A MAN!
• It’s the crying game all over again!!! AGGGHHHH! *Runs away to the bathroom*
• “LOVE HAS NO BORDERS NATIONALITIES OR GENDERS!! DOOOO IT!”
• Atheism Limit Break CROWBAR ENGAGE!!!
• God, Guitar Wolf is like this sexy Terminator-alien-thing-man-beast. . .
• That gun’s not a penis. No. Not at all.
• His package has luster. Billy Mays here for the package buffer. . . Giggity.
• Every time they fucking back-fist Asian Steve Buscemi, take a drink.
• Why are they naked . . . and blue. . . and wearing. . .cod. . pieces?
• They’ve just found ALL the guns. . .
• charred barring hips. . . . . . charles brawlin’ herps. . . charlz broilin hips. . . she’s got ‘em. . .
• Ok. Higgins is apparently tweeting everything I’m failing to say during the drinking game.
• Guitar Wolf has got so much rock n’ roll he can kill zombies just with Guitar Picks. . .LIGHTNING GUITAR PICKS!
• Let’s do a bunch of drugs and kill some zombies. Yep, sure. That’s what I’d do.
• “THERE ARE NO BOUNDARIES IN ROCK N’ ROLL! BELIEVE IN ROCK N’ ROLL.”
• He still has an erection. . .
• Gosh he is cute. Wait. That’s not right. . .
• Nipple twist! Tune in Toyko!
• Oh, that’s right, because he’s a wolf. He’s a Guitar Wolf. STILL A MAN!!!
• He took off the wig and he’s EVEN GAYER, how does that work?!
• Well, If this going to be that kind of party, I’m gonna to stick my dick in the mash potatoes.
• ZOMBIE LOVE CAM!
• “I swear by my leather jacket, and by rock n’ roll, I swear, I love you.”
• “Courage and Rock n’ Roll, that’s what he taught me that night.”
• Ladies and Gentlemen, this concludes this mass of the Church of the Cavalcade, we thank for your attendance and my penis is not that big.
• The previous is what happens when you leave the twitter window open for random people to type. BAD Christmas guests! BAD!