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PiraBit if their story seems completely bonkers, almost like a feverish work of fiction, you ain't heard nothing yet.

Roxie The thing I enjoyed most about the film is the fact that it doesn't shy away from being a super-sized-cliche;

Logan By the time the dramatic fireworks start popping off, each one feels earned.

atomicgirl-34996 For some reason, Little Shop of Horrors keeps getting seen as the superior of Roger Corman's horror comedies. I always thought A Bucket of Blood was the superior movie in every way. Not only is it an interesting and clever premise for a horror film, it's probably one of the wickedest satires of so-called "hipster" culture ever made. Even though Beatniks existed more than a half a century ago, all the stuff A Bucket of Blood makes fun of about them could easily apply to today's hipsters, right down to their obsession with pretentious organic food. (You could easily swap the Beatniks' love of wheat germ for avocado toast and artisanal chocolate; that's how similar the two groups are).The movie also does a good job making fun of the modern art world, which to this day feels that if someone is willing to pay hundreds if not thousands of dollars for a work, it's a masterpiece. Doesn't matter if it's a urinal, vomit on a canvas or whatever. If an art collector decides it's worth $10K, then it's art.Besides the movie containing brilliant satire, many of the characters are endearing or fun to watch. I just loved the two potheads, the weird, horny chick who propositions Walter, and the pompous poet, Maxwell. The owner of the Yellow Door is a hoot as well; his reaction when he sees Walter's second sculpture is hilarious, as well as later on in the movie when Walter keeps showing him new creations. He looks as though he's about to pass out at any moment.I also loved Walter's sculptures. I don't know who made them behind the scenes, but they were macabre as well as funny in a twisted kind of way. I would both gasp with shock and laugh at the same time. So yeah, A Bucket of Blood gets a solid 10/10 from me. It's films like this that really make me appreciate Roger Corman. No, he was no Stanley Kubrick or Alfred Hitchcock but his movies were a lot more clever and interesting than people gave him credit for.

capone666 A Bucket of BloodThe problem with hipsters going missing is that everyone just assumes disappearing is now cool.Mind you, the missing cats in this horror movie have been murdered.Walter (Dick Miller) is an unassuming busboy at a beatnik café that longs for the admiration the local poets receive from the girls, especially his co-worker Carla (Barboura Morris).It's not until he kills a cat and casts it in clay that he garners recognition as a sculptor. His next piece is a cop (Bert Convy) that Walter murdered. The killings continue as the accolades roll in. But regrettably Carla remains unimpressed.B-movie maestro Roger Corman's sardonic attack on the 1950s art scene and the beat subculture that fostered it, this tepid thriller is light on blood loss and genuine jolts. Moreover, its suicidal ending is a major cop out.Furthermore, artists are only considered to be scary when they ask for subsidy.Red Lightvidiotreviews.blogspot.ca

Nick Retzlaff his movie made by Roger Corman in 1959 starts off with a guy doing poetry in an old coffee shop. The main character is a busboy named Walter, played by Dick Miller. Also there's an undercover cop that hangs out out at the coffee shop, as a way to scope out criminals.Walter tries to do sculptures at but doesn't quite know what to do. Until he tries to get a cat out of his wall but ends up killing it. He decides to sculpt over the cat and tries to put it in the coffee shop. The people seem to like the sculpture even though it doesn't seem to stink. Also the cat would be heavy even with clay on it. Everyone at the coffee shop seems to like it but the undercover cop is suspicious about it.This woman at the coffee shop gives Walter a little tube of something and he takes it with him. A guy then follows him to his home and tells him he's an undercover cop. Also that he's under arrest for position of heroine since that's what was in the tube. Walter ends up killing him since he doesn't want to go so he kills him.The owner of the coffee shop finds out Walter's first sculpture was fake when it falls. He tries to call the cops but the buyer gives him a lot of money for it. Walter then shows the owner and this girl he likes his new sculpture. Which is the cop guy just sculpted over and the girl suggests a collection of his sculptures. Walter then is happy when he gets money for his sculptures and that he's an artist, even though he murdered someone.Walter then kills a woman at his home after a fight they had at the coffee shop then sculpts over her as well. All the coffee shop people like him and like more sculptures. So he ends up killing a random guy for another sculpture.Walter then one night asks the girl she likes to marry him but she refuses. He then asks to sculpt her after his collection exhibit show and she find out they're fake and people. After Walter chases the girl the people at the art show find out the sculptures are people as well. The undercover cop and some of the coffee shop people chase Walter and try to find him.At the end he hears the voices of the people he murders and at his home he still hears them. So he ends up hanging himself as his greatest work and to stop. This movie seems pretty good for a Roger Corman movie and it's mostly a black comedy.

Dalbert Pringle (Movie tag-line) - "Inside Every Artist Lurks.... A Madman!" Now, here's a big bucket of ultra-cheap, 1950s, Horror that's so haywire, so laughable, and so bad that it's actually good (to the very last drop), that I think it quite rightfully deserves a 5-star rating for itself. Indeed! This off-beat, black comedy tells the tale of how a bungling, frustrated and totally talentless busboy named Walter Paisley achieves his 15-minutes-of-fame and suddenly becomes what he's always dreamed of being - The New Darling of the Art World.A Bucket Of Blood's story is set in the artsy-fartsy world of the 1950s Beatnik Culture where everything is just so cool and hip (ad nauseum). And reciting the most vacuous poetry imaginable is sure to win you raves of approval from all of the hep-cats and hep-gals without question.While at home in his squalid flat, struggling hopelessly to create something worthwhile out of some clay, Paisley accidentally kills the landlady's cat that's gotten itself stuck in between the wall in his room.Struck with the brainstorm of a dumb-bell, Paisley takes the cat, covers it with clay, and after seeing what a masterpiece he's "created", doesn't waste a minute to show it to all of his friends, passing it off as his own unique offering to the world of avant-garde art.Naturally, all of the cool dudes (and dude-ettes) down at the Yellow Door Cafe are totally blown away by Paisley's new-found talent as a gifted sculptor.But, of course, they want to see more.And, so, now, in a freshly-ignited, murderous frenzy, Paisley obligingly delivers.With its $50,000 budget and 5-day shooting schedule this "Roger Corman" quickie offers us a demented horror film with personality, where the shallowness of the Beatnik Generation (and the art world) is clearly mocked with a gleeful flair that cleverly melds itself into the very sarcastic roots of this picture.