The seventh issue from 2005, never mentioned on the magazine’s website and only advertised via private email correspondence, was a biography of Bloodsucking Freaks director Joel M Reed. Seven issues of the revamped magazine were published, each issue running more than 70 pages. In 1999, Bill Landis and Michelle Clifford (co-author of the Kenneth Anger biography, Anger) began to publish Sleazoid Express again. Approximately 48 issues were published over a five-year period, the first issue being dated June 18, 1980, and the last issue appearing in the fall of 1985. Typical films featured in the magazine, which centered 42nd Street, included The Love Butcher, Pink Motel, Shocking Asia, Boardinghouse and Do Me Evil. Founded as a one-sheet (later to expand to four to six pages) by Bill Landis, an NYU graduate, projectionist, and devotee of the crime-ridden sleaze houses, the magazine not only captured the genre affections but the whole Times Square milieu of drugs, violence and prostitution. With wit, intelligence, and an unflinching eye, Landis and Clifford offer the definitive document of cinema's most intense and shocking moments as they came to life at a legendary place.Sleazoid Express (1980–1985, and later editions) was the house journal of the grindhouse movie scene in New York circa 1964-1985. Both a travelogue of the infamous grindhouses of yore and a comprehensive overview of the sleaze canon, Sleazoid Express offers detailed reviews of landmark exploitation classics and paints intimate portraits of directors whose notorious creations played the back end of triple bills for years on end. In Sleazoid Express, Landis and Clifford reproduce what no home video can - the experience of watching an exploitation film in its original fight-for-your-life Deuce setting. For dedicated lovers of extreme cinema, buying a movie ticket on the Deuce meant putting your life on the line.Īuthors Bill Landis and Michelle Clifford came to know those grindhouses better than anyone else, and although the theaters were gone by the mid-1980s, the films remained.
If the gore epics, women-in-prison films, and shockumentaries showcased within their mildewed walls didn't live up to their outrageous billing, the audience shouted, threw food, and even vandalized the theaters. In a bygone era, when Times Square was crammed with porn shops, gun stores, and drug pushers, disenfranchised moviegoers flocked to the grindhouses along 42nd Street.
Warning: Watch your wallets and stay out of the bathroom!
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