This band has its own style, which makes it very hard to describe. There is no reference that can apply. It’s like telling you about a color you have never seen.
The first track “Time in a Candle” begins with a ticking, which symbolizes time. The instruments immediately set the feeling of something impending. Morose vocals enter, completing the spell. They are dark and mesmerizing.
In every song, the vocals are haunting, richly layered in a way that makes them otherworldly. It’s like hearing words spoken in another dimension. The processing is superb. Every note has an artistic touch, , coloring with moods. It’s mandatory to listen on headphones to become fully immersed in the wonders.
There will be a Black Friday sale for 30-packs of Bill Zebub movies. Supply is limited, so email bill@billzebub.com and let him know you would like to be personally notified.
DICKNADO will be re-edited by the end of December. There was a Kickstarter for it. Funders get exclusive discs. Everyone else can get a censored version on Bill Zebub’s vimeo page.
Bill Zebub completed his narration for NEVER MAKE A MOVIE IN TEXAS, which is his personal documentary about what it was like to make movies during extreme culture shock. It might anger southerners, but the testimonials are from Bill Zebub’s point of view, without politeness. (Of course, that is rare in the southern regions where blunt truth is considered to be rude). It’s not meant to affect your opinion; rather, the personal views of Bill Zebub flavor his torment, which you might consider funny. There will be a Kickstarter for it By January. You can email bill@billzebub.com to be notified, or simply visit this site often.
The book “Fanzine Editor, Radio Host, and Movie Maker” will be taken out of circulation when Bill Zebub finishes the manuscript for the second edition, which might be re-titled “Fanzine Editor and Radio Host” or something like that, although it might be a tagline instead. Some fans are completists, so this is a warning that the first edition is going out of print.
“Movie Maker and Madman” is also getting revised for a second edition, and there will be a version without pictures. You see, the book with pictures is very costly because of the full color pages. A black and white version with no pictures will be easier for some fans to obtain. Both books (the second edition) will have more chapters. If you are a collector, you might want to get the first edition as an investment, but Bill Zebub’s intention is simply to give you an entertaining book, and the second edition will be the superior one, with more chapters.
If you did not know, you can catch Bill Zebub’s radio show every Thursday from noon until 3pm (NY time zone, so adjust your underwear) at wfmu/sheena – the shows are also archived for later streaming in case you are unable to catch the show live. The radio show is called “The Vortex of Chaos.”
Bill Zebub streams on https://www.twitch.tv/bill_zebub randomly, usually in the evening. The streaming is not really about him playing games like Elden Ring; it’s more about him answering your questions, and you can insult him in the chat.
Bill Zebub is re-editing DISGRUNTLED EMPLOYEE (also known as DO UNTO OTHERS) for a more sinister presentation. A short private crowdfunder was launched to make sure that fans love this idea. The same offers are available to you until August 11, chiefly a BD-R of the movie for $25 and a BD-R of Behind-the-scenes for $30. Shipping is $5 per for USA and $15 per for non-USA. After that date, either disc will be $40. Each has uncensored art that is hand-numbered and autographed. Also, a box of 30 Bill Zebub movies is available.
Email bill@billzebub.com for inquiries.
QUANTUM LEAP OF FAITH is a re-edit of JESUS, THE DAUGHTER OF GOD. This also has two BD-Rs (the movie, and the bloops). Same pricing as above (will become $40 each on July 21)
The re-edits help fund upcoming movies, like FANZINE EDITOR, GRAMMAR NAZI, and STABBED IN THE ASS. Each of those will have specific crowdfunders after lesser scenes have been filmed so that goals can be lower and completion can be faster.
In addition to those new movies, there is a roughie called DON’T GET IN THAT CAR which is a dark exploration into the behavior of a depraved criminal. Nadine Stevens from SCIENCELESS FICTION and ERICA LEIGH BOSESKI from EXPLOITATION and DICKNADO have shot scenes, as did ANDREA HALL who starred in numerous other Bill Zebub movies.
If you see warnings while loading Bill Zebub’s various sites, it doesn’t mean that anything bad happened. It’s just a matter of a huge pain in the ass trying to apply the safety cerificate, which is pretty much a scam to extort money from web hosts. Bill Zebub’s sites are information-only. There is no sales and no commerce, so it’s safe even if you see a picture of Bill naked. Well, you might want to go to therapy after that.
Bill Zebub is also contributing footage and stories to a documentary called “NEVER MAKE A MOVIE IN TEXAS.” It’s a personal account of his suffering in a land of backward thinking, low education, laziness, religious superstition, subliteracy, boring geography, and unbearable temperatures. Of course, this is his opinion, which is not told to insult others but rather to share his experiences. Other people may not agree with his views, but at least he makes it clear that this is only his opinion.
Bill Zebub’s first memoir, “FANZINE EDITOR, RADIO HOST, AND MOVIE MAKER” is being proofread for a second edition, and more chapters will be added, so this is your chance to nab the remaining books. The book was written during the beginning of the epidemic when Bill Zebub thought he was surely going to die, so he wrote day and night until his last testament was finished. As humorous as you may find his bad luck and constant misadventures, even more bad things happened to him, which will be available in the newly added chapters. It’s unknown if the first edition will grow in value, but you might want to see how something written by a retard can actually get published.
Bill Zebub has launched a Kickstarter for the re-edit of “Jesus, the Daughter of god” which is not renamed to “Quantum Leap of Faith.”
The reason for this re-edit is because the movie has been out of circulation for a while, and some fans contacted Bill Zebub to ask for replacement copies of their lost discs.
Additionally, people asked for the movie at horror conventions.
Bill Zebub launched this campaign to see if the requests for the movie were genuine, and indeed, this is the case.
This is a re-edit, which makes use of Bill Zebub’s new skills and ideas. This also makes sure that the original cut still remains valuable. Some fans like to collect extra copies of movies because they know they can sell for hundreds a few years later. Bill Zebub does not want to diminish the invenstment.
Enjoy this parody of Slayer’s “Post Mortem” (Post Raisin Brand) by Bill Zebub. Youtube age-restricted this because the community standards are those of Puritans, but you can just sign in to youtube and free yourself from the imbeciles.
Fulci seems to have an audience that adores him but also is considered boring by many. I fall into the second category, so don’t let me color your expectation.
As someone who is not emotionally invested in the director’s work, I find the critics who gush about him to be delusional. However, there are people who gush about Tarkovsky, who see things in the movies that I find simply mediocre. This means that I am stupid or the worshipers are out of their minds.
There was an episode of Penn & Teller’s “Bullshit” in which waiters (actors in disguise) served mere tap water, but they gushed about the fluid in the flowery language, making poems out of their personal evaluation. Customers tasted the tap water and agreed that the taste was exceptional. When I read critics praise Fulci, I feel like I am watching this prank. There is a bonus feature in the disc that has something like this.
When I was a kid, I hated detective shows. I considered them boring, but more importantly, I noticed that every episode had exactly the same structure. How could no one else detect that?
The Italian version, the giallo, is equally predictable. The most obvious culprit is not the guilty party, and the least likely is the villain. Such is the case with this movie. I should make bets how quickly I can guess in these types of movies.
Where some critics find important messages stitched into the story, I find mediocre writing and points that don’t need to be made in movies. Did Avatar really send a new message by stating that corporations are bad? Couldn’t all that money be used to communicate better ideas?
Let’s say that this movie is a social mirror, showing the male supremacy and superstitious nature of people. First, the point doesn’t have to be made. If you need someone else to point out these things, then you are too stupid to do anything but add to the problem.
On the surface, it’s praiseworthy to criticize such things as male supremacy. But why are there no solutions offered? Well, it’s dangerous when a person pulls an idea out of his ass and then immediately declares it the right thing to do. You have to test ideas on a small scale to see if they have any merit.
The point is that the weak and unnecessary point in the movie, if you even detect them, do nothing.
I went into this movie knowing that I would be bored and that I would predict things that were meant to be surprising. I considered it a waste of time, but I know that there are fans of this director and fans of the genre, but that also means that a review is unnecessary.
The synopsis was compelling, but when I watched the movie I felt like I was fooled like a person at a carnival who believed that for the price of a ticket I can see a six-legged sheep.
To put it bluntly, this movie is afraid of its subject matter. The synopsis warned of a scene in which a man violently forces himself on his stepdaughter, but the scene is so bad that it;s comical. The “violence” is him slapping her, which knocks her out. This actually made me laugh out loud, especially with the slapstick sound effect.
In case you’re not aware, this is a Japaneses movie, which makes the failure more ridiculous because there are many Japanese movies that handle this subject matter masterfully. The only visceral thing about this movie was trying to resist ejecting it from my player. That was a constant struggle.
The dialogue is so bad that you can derive more drama from an old Godzilla movie. I tried to imagine that the writing was stylized so as to give it a chance, but it was impossible. It truly seems like whoever wrote the screenplay had no social interactions in real life and definitely conducted no research into anything depicted in the movie.
I wasn’t kidding about the acting being so bad it was funny. The sexual scenes are hilarious, especially when an old man is trying to pleasure the young woman with a massage, and she looks like she is having an epileptic seizure, all while hiding her nipples and being engulfed in a blanket from the waist down.
In addition to desperately hide breasts at all costs by the characters themselves, the cop-out technique of having nudity obscured by objects in the scene being at the right place in front of the camera is aggravating, not artistic.
Nothing is accomplished through acting. Rather; dialogue replaces action. Instead of the woman being seductive, a co-start says. “You are seductive.” You can place the voices over two rolls of toilet paper side-by-side and you would have the same performance.
Every character is either a caricature or a a lifeless prop.
Don’t trust any of the sales points or the synopsis. It is pure deception.
This album reminds me of the first time I head Manowar, which was the “Into Glory Ride.” That is not to say that SCALD is in any way similar in style. It’s the feeling of discovering something amazing and being unable to shed the music from my consciousness.
Every song on “Epic Doom Metal” is solid, and much of it is so memorable that ear worms will haunt you for a long time.
The title is a bit of a misnomer because the musical style isn’t doom, although there is a bit of ’70s flavor and the spirit of the greats from that era.
I am unsure if the vocalist is a permanent member or a sessions player, but his voice is a major reason why these songs are extremely enjoyable. It’s hard for me to compare him to anyone else. Suffice it to say that the vocals are clean, with a notable passion that delivers the lyrics in a heartfelt performance.
Manowar unified many factions of metal, and this album will do the same, whether you favor Power Metal, Death Metal, Doom, or the myriad other styles. There is no way that you will fail to respect this music. I foresee that this album will become legendary.
