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4DK's five most read posts of 2015

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My plans to revive the 4DK Annual Search Term Tweet-athon this year were scuttled by the fact that both Google Analytics and Blogger no longer provide a comprehensive accounting of search terms (boo!) However, while I am thus unable to let you in on some of the misbegotten notions that have lead the confused, booze-addled and horny to wash up on the shores of 4DK, I can tell you what those people who came to 4Dk intentionally were most often seeking out—and in most cases by using search terms that matched exactly the titles of the five films listed below.

5. Tarzan & King Kong (India, 1965)
It’s easy to imagine the excited pitter-pat in the heart of the expectant genre film fan upon first contemplating the title Tarzan & King Kong and all that it promises. It is also easy to imagine the crashing disappointment experienced by that same genre film fan upon discovering that the King Kong referred to in that title is nothing more than an obese Hungarian wrestler. Fans of Indian stunt film king Dara Singh will be further crestfallen to learn that, despite Dara’s prominence on the VCD cover, it is his little brother, Randhawa, who plays the titular hero.

Still, while Tarzan & King Kong might seem like it was carefully calibrated to smash movie nerd expectations, it is actually a very entertaining picture, thanks in large part to game performance from a cast of Indian B movie stalwarts like the great Bela Bose and a pre-stardom Mumtaz (who teaches Tarzan how to do the Twist) and an enthusiastic rolling out of a wide assortment of cheesy jungle movie perils. Nonetheless, I suspect that it is the promise, and not the reality, of that title that has led so many to come to my review of the film. And, true, while many of those readers may have come away disappointed, chances are that they were not as disappointed as those who came to it using the search term “Dara Singh and Mumtaz hot sex”.

4. Haseena Atom Bomb (Pakistan, 1990)
Given that a considerable portion of 4DK’s readers come from Pakistan, it should perhaps come as no surprise that three of the five films on this list are from that country. What is surprising to me is that, while I have also covered films from Pakistan’s Punjabi and Urdu speaking regions, it is only films from the country’s Pashto region that have placed in the top five. By way of explanation, let me say that Haseena Atom Bomb is something of a standard bearer for Pashto cinema. Are all Pashto films as jaw droppingly trashy as Haseena Atom Bomb is? No, they are not. But an awful lot of them are. My 2009 review of Haseena spent a number of years as 4DK’s most read post, and it is admittedly a little sad to see her knocked off her pedestal. Still, I think you will agree that her successor is a worthy one.

3. Teri Meherbaniyan (India, 1985)
My review of Teri Meherbaniyan started as a series of drunken tweets that were mostly for the benefit of my wife, who was laid up in the hospital at the time. I think these tweets succinctly communicated the WTF flavor of the Teri Meherbaniyan viewing experience, although the film ultimately demanded much more of me, with this review being the result. The onus of Teri Meherbaniyan’s utter uniqueness rests entirely on the narrow shoulders of one Brownie, The Wonder Dog, from whose perspective much of the story is told. And be forewarned that this is no Disney-esque tale of a loyal pup making his adorable way across the countryside to be reunited with his loving family. On the contrary, it is a bloody revenge tale rife with slasher movie beats and instances of hallucinatory canine PTSD. It is wholly deserving of its place in the top five, as it is a film that will truly change the way you look at movies and, as such, exactly the type of movie that gives 4DK its reason for being.

2. Adam Khor (Pakistan, 1991)
Another Pashto film, Adam Khor features a rampaging, sasquatch-like creature, a monkey riding a horse, and a dirt-encrusted Badar Munir rising up out of the ground like a hypertrophic dust bunny. As I noted in my 2011 review, it also contains everything that you’d expect from a Pashto film of its era, including “lots of throaty yelling, fat ladies in wet clothing dancing, and an abundance of loud gunfire and punching sound effects in places where none were manifestly called for.” It also holds a place of pride(?) in the history of Pakistani cult cinema for being the first in a wave of horror-themed Pashto action films that ultimately lead to…

1. Da Khwar Lasme Spogmay (Pakistan, 1997)
Given it appeals less to academic types than it does to couch barnacles like myself who can’t be troubled to bring even a rudimentary understanding of a film’s native language to its appreciation, Da Khwar Lasme Spogmay is mostly known on these shores as Cat Beast. I think that its wide cult appeal is due to the fact that, while it is to a large extent an almost frighteningly idiosyncratic foreign horror film, it is also something of a superhero fantasy. Director/star Shehnaz Begum’s Hulk-like transformation into a squalling cat monster is even more gratifying for the fact that she is doing so in order to maul to death a cartoonish assortment of glowering rapists and sex perverts—making for a film that is less I Spit on Your Grave than it is I Bury My Poop on Your Grave. Such is the demand for this insane oddity that I have not only covered it on 4DK, but also on the most recent episode of the Infernal Brains, the podcast that I co-host with Tars Tarkas. Of course, I am not the only person to have written about it; it has been widely covered elsewhere on the internet, and often with as much or more insight than I brought to the task--which makes me that much more grateful that my take on it has become such a reader favorite.

Tuesday: The 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down returns to referee SUPERARGO VS. DIABOLICUS!

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That's right, the 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down will be returning this coming Tuesday, January 5th. Because, hey, what better way is there to start off the new year than by tweeting along with your internet friends to a crazy ass movie? Our feature for the evening will be Superargo vs. Diabolicus, one of the better Italian superhero films of the 60s (see my Teleport City review here). Ken Wood stars as Superargo, a masked wrestler who retires from the ring after accidentally killing an opponent, only to be called back into action by the Secret Service in their battle against Diabolicus, a criminal mastermind. Will Superargo overcome his debilitating case of psychedelic PTSD and prove himself worthy in this effort? Perhaps this trailer will offer a clue:



The fun starts at 6pm Pacific time on Tuesday. Join us on Twitter using the hashtag #4DKMSD. A link to the complete film will be posted here. Ciao!

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Tonight! The 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down mediates SUPERARGO VS. DIABOLICUS!

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That's right: if it's Tuesday, January 5th, this must me the 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down. And tonight we'll be happily tweeting along to the gratifyingly colorful and silly Italian superhero romp Superargo vs. Diabolicus. Join us on Twitter, using the hashtag #4DKMSD, at 7pm Pacific time and add your voice to the conversation. No proficiency in Italian required.

Here's a link to the complete film:


Superargo a-go-go

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Last night's 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down of Superargo vs. Diabolicus was a diabolical good time, with solid contributions from Shout Down MVPs @lowdudgeon and @avantgardea (friend of the Shout Down @CulturalGutter was sadly MIA, but we know she'll come back to the fold sooner or later.) We also had some fun with a spray foam obsessed spambot. Check out the transcript here.

UPDATE: Now let's have a look at a trailer for our next feature, which we'll be shouting down on the night of February, 9th:

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Don't Think I've Forgotten: Cambodia's Lost Rock and Roll (USA/Cambodia/France, 2014)

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Don't Think I've Forgotten paints a portrait of Phnom Penh in the years running up to the U.S. bombing of Cambodia as a rapidly modernizing city with a rich, cosmopolitan culture. The end of French colonial rule in 1955 had lead to a period of increased artistic freedom, with Prince Sihanouk, a composer and singer himself, being one of the most vocal cheerleaders for the new renaissance. It was also a time of relative peace for the country, Sihanouk having so far been able to maintain a position of neutrality vis a vis the war in neighboring Vietnam.

The integral role of music in Cambodian culture, and a healthy influx of pop records from across the globe, insured that Cambodian popular music in particular would thrive during this time. Director John Pirrozi spends the first half of his film chronicling the various genres that developed, starting in the 1950s with the "adult pop" of crooner Sin Sisamouth and his frequent duet partner, the mesmerizing Ros Serey Sothea. From there he moves on to Ye Ye and French pop inspired acts like Huoy Meas, the impish Pen Ran and then to the emergence of “teenage music”' with Shadows-inspired guitar instrumental bands like Baksei Cham Krong. Finally, in the late 60s, come bands like Dakkar, who were influenced by the harder sounds of the records being brought over from the U.S. by American G.I.s.


If you have seen Golden Slumbers, Davy Chou's powerful documentary on Cambodian cinema's brief golden age, you know the turn that this narrative is going to take, and see the villain on the horizon whose shadow will make it impossible for you to regard this story of musical discovery with anything but grim trepidation. In 1970, amid the panic and confusion caused by the U.S. bombings, Sihanouk was deposed in a military coup. Cambodia plunged into civil war and, in the resulting chaos, a foothold on power was gained by the Khmer Rouge, a sect whose nihilistic brand of communism had no place in it for long haired rock and roll types.

When Khmer Rouge leader Pol Pot and his forces arrived in Phnom Penh, they wasted no time in making clear that they considered themselves to be, not saviors, but an occupying army. The citizens were driven from the city, many of them, regardless of vocation, to become forced farm laborers as the Khmer Rouge strove to convert Cambodia to an agrarian economy. Among the luckiest was Dy Saveth, a beloved film actress who managed to get on a flight to France, where she would work as a maid for a number of years. The least lucky were slaughtered.


Given the care that Pirrozi takes in communicating the vibrancy of the Cambodian music scene at the time--combining expertly edited file footage of go-go dancers and crowded nightclubs with performance clips and fond reminiscences from the survivors--the naming of the dead that follows is excruciating. In keeping with the film's title, the director, rather than hammering us over the head with the tragedy, puts his best efforts toward giving us a sense of what was lost. Thus, every familiar name that makes up this list--and the aforementioned Sin Sisamouth, Ros Serey Sothea, Huoy Meas, and Pen Ram are all among those killed--cuts even deeper.

By now, the words “Khmer Rouge” and “Pol Pot” have become synonyms for genocide and brutal oppression, and it would be tempting for a filmmaker to see them as providing their own context. For this reason, Pirrozi is to be commended for taking pains to outline the political context of his film’s events, including interview snippets with historians and government officials among those with artists and fellow travelers. Even for someone familiar with that history, this serves to evoke a more dimensional picture of the times—as well as making painfully clear the bubble-like fragility of Cambodia’s position as an island of peace within the ocean of war and unrest that was Southeast Asia in the late 60s.


Pirrozi also deserves props for not letting the Sihanouk regime off the hook and—as the Prince himself would no doubt prefer—portraying them as well-meaning victims of history. In other words, there were good reasons that so many workers threw their lot in with the Khmer Rouge in the beginning. Nonetheless, I doubt that so many of them would have done so had they known that the Pol Pot regime’s programs would leave in their wake a tally of their murdered countrymen that numbered in the millions.

World cinema abounds with stories of Rock and Roll’s liberating power, with various permutations of the leather clad guitar slinger facing off against The Man in his many guises; punitive school boards, repressive clergy, greedy record executives, Satan himself (I’m looking at you, Jon Mikl Thor), etc. In almost every case, rock’s raw authenticity and emotional power triumphs over the innate bogusness of anything that stands in opposition to it. In Don’t Think I’ve Forgotten, we see the true story of Cambodian pop musicians—a polite and mild mannered lot, to my eyes—who are no match for a perverted authority who sees their extermination as an expression of its core beliefs, and that is absolutely unrestricted in the level of atrocity it will employ in doing so. It would be nice, at this point, to see a King Creole figure descend from the rafters to teach Pol Pot and his crew how to do the boogaloo, leading us into a rousing musical finale in which all is forgiven and all differences are set aside. Sadly, life just doesn’t work that way.

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Nest Wednesday! POP OFFENSIVE brings you Summer in January!

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Next week, Jeff Heyman and I will be helping you ward off the chill by playing two hours' worth of songs about sun, sand, surf, and summer love. It's Pop Offensive's Beach Party in January, and it's happening Wednesday, January 20th, at 7pm PT. You can stream the show live from KGPC969.org or listen to the archived version whenever you want thereafter--or, if you live in the Oakland, California area, you can find us on the FM dial at 96.9. So throw on your tank tops, flip flops, and cutoffs, turn the heater way up, and join us!

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The Summer of our Offense

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Despite the lack of any conclusive evidence, I declare Pop Offensive's Beach Party in January--Jeff Heyman and my little experiment in climate control via pop music--a rousing success. I mean, how could such a concentrated blast of summery tunage not succeed in raising the temperature? For most of two hours, we flooded the airwaves with everything from the West Coast sun worship of the Beach Boys and Jan & Dean to sun dappled psychedelia from the British Isles. In response, a kind of mass hysteria gripped the nation, with people rushing into the frigid streets of Chicago, Denver, Dayton and New York in their bikinis and speedos, only to be immediately hospitalized with severe hypothermia. Or so I imagine.

Anyway, why not hear for yourself by streaming the episode from KGPC's Pop Offensive Archives? And if you fail to decipher the gutteral utterances coming from my flu-ravaged throat, the complete playlist is now available on the Pop Offensive Facebook Page.

Friday's best pop song ever

Friday's best pop song ever

Tuesday! The 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down exhumes NEVER TOO YOUNG TO DIE!

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We know it's been gone too long, so this Tuesday the 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down is coming back with a vengeance. Our feature will be Never Too Young to Die, a cheese-tastic, USA Channel ready action spectacle starring the head imploding triumvirate of John "Full House" Stamos, Vanity "Just Vanity" Vanity and Gene "KISS" Simmons. That's right, folks, the only thing that could make this movie more 80s is if it featured Mr. T playing the Square Pegs theme on a keytar. Here's a trailer:



To savor this overripe slice of filmic fromage with us, simply check into Twitter on Tuesday night at 6pm Pacific and, using the hashtag #4DKMSD, comment along to the film using the YouTube link that I'll provide. I good time is guaranteed for young and old alike--even though, true to the film's title, you probably will feel a piece of yourself die a little.

Wednesday! Beam up to the Land of a Thousand Dances with POP OFFENSIVE!

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On the last Pop Offensive, we turned up the heat with a beach party in the dead of Winter. For our next episode--coming to you this Wednesday, February 17th at 7pm PT--Jeff Heyman and I will be keeping the temperature to the usual cool, cool, cool, bringing you another unpredictable mix of foot stomping International pop, dance, and movie tunes. You can either stream the show live at KGPC969.org or, if you happen to live within a two block radius of Oakland's Peralta College campus, tune in to our mighty 100 watt signal at 96.9 FM. If you somehow fail to do either of those thing within the allotted time, you can catch up with us later at the Pop Offensive archives.

Vanity R.I.P.

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I just got the word through one of the commenters on this blog that pop siren/Prince protege Vanity died earlier today at the age of 57. You might recall that I had planned for tomorrow's 4DK Monthly Movie Shout Down to feature Never Too Young to Die, a film in which she starred. Under these circumstances, I feel that it just wouldn't sit right to mock anything in which she was involved, so I've cancelled the Shout Down for this month. It will return on the second Tuesday of next month with a new film. In the meantime, perhaps we should all put "Nasty Girl" on repeat and pour one out for an 80s goddess gone too soon.

4DK on The Projection Booth

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When I was a boy I never dreamed that I would one day be a guest on the Projection Booth podcast. That is mainly because the Projection Booth podcast, the Internet, and the very idea of podcasting would not exist for many years. Anyway, my point is that now they do, so it seems it was decreed by fate that the Projection Booth's latest episode would feature friend of 4DK Beth Watkins of Beth Loves Bollywood and myself having a lively conversation with host Mike White about Sholay, perhaps the most beloved film in the history of Indian commercial cinema. Of course, I also give ample mention to my book, Funky Bollywood: The Wild World of 1970s Indian Action Cinema, which is still available wherever fine books are sold.

Check out the episode here.

Offences working overtime

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Wednesday's episode of Pop Offensive is now available for streaming from KGPC's Pop Offensive Archives, and there are compelling reasons for you--yes, I'm talking to you--to listen to it. Five out of four doctors have recommended Pop Offensive as a cure for a number of serious conditions, including renal abundance, projectile twerking, wenis vision, object impertinence, and chocolate guam, to name just a few. Also, who more than you deserves to chill the fuck out and listen to two hours worth of catchy, dance-able pop tunes? Nobody, that's right.

Stream the episode here from KPGC969.org.

Read the full playlist here on the Pop Offensive Facebook page.

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