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Fly Your Freak Flag High: The Return Of Thundercrack! And Other Muck

Fri 5 March 2010 // 20:00

(Fri 5th / 8pm, feature shown at 10pm / £5/4)

Tell your friends! It's back! For one night only, before it crawls back to the filthy underground vault it calls home, Thundercrack! returns... This time in a slightly earlier screening, for those of you who couldn't quite stay up late enough to catch it last time, would like to see it again, or just plain couldn't make it (how could you?)

Thundercrack! is probably the most unique cult film of the 70s, a delightfully off-the-cuff regurgitation of NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD and OLD DARK HOUSE fuelled by Tennessee-Williams-on-speed dialogue and imbued with the spirit of sexual anarchy rife in 70s San Francisco, as a group of lost travellers become stranded one dark stormy night in an old prairie mansion and proceed to get it together in various combinations (and positions).

Marion Eaton steals the show as the drunk widow of the house and George Kuchar submits an indescribable performance as a gorilla keeper pursued by his charge. The film achieved success on the Midnight movie circuit into the early 80s and survives today as a psycho-sexual artefact from a very different time. A mainstay at London’s late great Scala cinema, Thundercrack! is an absolute must see for any and all fans of John Waters-esque, bad taste, exploitation cult weirdness.

To complement, we'll be digging deep into our archives of celluloid muck to bring you a full supporting programme and a half of dirty fun, if that's what you desire. Screenings from about 8, our 'main' presentation at 10, and if you're good, further filth after midnight. Dress up like a mid seventies San Fran Freak and we'll let you in cheap, because you know you are.

High pitch melodrama! Special cocktails! Trashy pop music! Permissive society!
"The most dialogue you will ever see in porn and the most porn you will ever see in a melodrama, Thundercrack! is a volatile marriage of genres, fluid sexuality and depraved perversion". - D.A. JOHNSTON