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Archive for November, 2009
Friday, November 27th, 2009
UPDATE: If any posters or shirts remain after the signing on December 1st, they will be made available to our online fans on December 2nd.
We are thrilled to announce that world famous artist and horror aficionado Alex Pardee will be at the Terror Tuesday screening of TREMORS Tuesday, December 1st at the Alamo Ritz. TREMORS is one of Pardee’s favorite movies and he is flying in to watch it and to also sign the new BASKET CASE and TREMORS posters he did for us IN PERSON before the show! The signing will start at 7pm and end at 8:30pm, so get there early as these posters are super limited!


Alex also did a crazy shirt for BASKET CASE that will also be released at the Tremors show on December 1st. Alex’s signings are always memorable (and sometimes blood soaked), so if you miss this, you obviously hate fun.

Alamo Drafthouse Cinema
320 E 6th Street
Austin, TX 78701
P.S. You can also read Pardee’s far superior blog posts about the event HERE and HERE.
-Justin
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Thursday, November 26th, 2009
Why bother with the mall this season? If you hate crowds of people desperate to grab 10 dollar big screens or 1 dollar DVD’s of PAUL BLART: MALL COP, come on over to the MONDO RUMMAGE SALE!! We’ll have loads of screen-printed shirts for $5-$10, $2 vintage decals, we’ll also have DVD’s, screen-printed posters and a whole lot more for 25% off! Sale starts at noon Friday!

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Wednesday, November 25th, 2009
The show at Gallery 1988 last Friday was a HUGE success. Thanks to everyone that came out! It was a great night. Part of the fun was having Kevin Tong there hand drawing on his awesome Ritz art print.

Kevin has put these up for sale on his site and they are selling fast. He has the regular Lebowski edition still available as well as a THERE WILL BE BLOOD and GOONIES version. Get them now as they’re moving quick!



-Justin
P.S. Kevin Tong also posted some awesome pics of the show at Gallery 1988 on his Flickr account. Check them out here.
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Tuesday, November 24th, 2009
We’re back from LA and decided to put up some goodies that were previously only available to the folks that came out to GALLERY 1988. We’ve got some really one of a kind items today, so let’s get with it!

MEDUSA- STANDARD
Skinner took it to the limit on our newest Medusa print. This particular version of the print is the standard version. Mondo sent Skinner a stack of one color screen printed Medusa prints on Arches Cold Press Watercolor Paper and he proceeded to hand paint these not only with watercolor, but also spray paint. The detail and time put into these is staggering and will be one of your only chances to get a unique piece from Skinner at this price.
Poster by Skinner. 12″x16″screen print hand painted with watercolor and spray paint. Signed by Skinner. Edition of 20.
We also have two variants that Skinner made:

MEDUSA- NIGHT HAG

MEDUSA- FLAME WITCH
—Please note that these prints are all hand painted by Skinner and that some variations will occur in the print you receive and the one posted in the listing.—

OFFICE SPACE- BLACK VELVET VARIANT
Poster by Todd Slater. 18″x24″ screen print. Signed and numbered by the artist. Printed by D&L Screen Printing with metallic inks on black velvet. Edition of 50.

BRING ME THE HEAD OF ALFREDO GARCIA
Jeff Kleinsmith amazes with this poster for the Sam Peckinpah classic, BRING ME THE HEAD OF ALFREDO GARCIA. There is lots of amazing detail in this poster including Warren Oates up top!
Poster by Jeff Kleinsmith. 24″x36″ screen print. Signed and numbered by the artist. 40 available for sale.
-Justin
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Sunday, November 22nd, 2009

Even though I think it’s a stupid holiday, it’s pretty easy to just go along with Thanksgiving. The whole family gets together, awkwardly sits in silence while grandparents give some hooray-America prayer of thankfulness and then everybody eats a bunch of delicious yams and stuff. There is pumpkin pie at the end and also probably a Big Game, giving the sports fans an excuse not to have to sit around and make forced conversation with the rest of us. The food is good and everything, but Thanksgiving is really one of those unpleasant and morally bankrupt celebrations of hypocrisy that always makes me kind of uncomfortable. I’m not going to protest and refuse to eat the turkey, but I think that sometimes it’s important to remember that we’re living on occupied Indian territory and that our country was responsible for the long and slow holocaust of the indigenous peoples of America.
But beware, for the graves of the ancients do not rest easy and the vengeful spirits await their chance to return and repay the wrongs done against them! Here are three of my favorite Indian revenge movies.

The Manitou (William Girdler, 1978)
Director William Girdler is an exploitation wizard who conjured up many excellent films during his brief career. They include Abby (The Black Exorcist), Grizzly (Jaws, but it’s a bear), and Day of the Animals (one of the craziest animal attack movies ever, with a master performance from shirtless Leslie Nielsen). The Manitou was his last film before dying in a helicopter crash at age 30 and also possibly his greatest. It tells the tale of a young woman played by Susan Strasberg who is shocked to discover a giant tumor growing on her back, and even more shocked when she finds out from an old Indian shaman who lives in New York and talks with a Yiddish accent that the tumor is actually the fetus of another old Indian shaman who is reincarnating himself inside of her so he can take his revenge on the white man. The thing eventually births itself out of her and the naked little guy covered in goo that runs wild through the hospital is played by Felix Silla, the tiny actor responsible playing Cousin Itt on the Addams Family and climbing inside a million and one little monster suits over the years. This guy can flay the skin off people’s bodies with his mind. The film climaxes with Tony Curtis channelling electrical power from an enormous old computer into topless Susan Strassberg as she floats in the fourth dimension and shoots lighting bolts out of her fingers. I never imagined that the spirits of the elders would be so good at fighting laser battles until I watched this gem.

Scalps (Fred Olen Ray, 1983)
When some anthropology students go digging up Indian artifacts in the California desert despite the warnings of some old man, one of them gets possessed by the spirit of a crazed warrior named Black Claw and starts killing off his classmates. The movie is a fairly straight forward slasher with some good Indian themed kills involving tomahawk decapitation, bow & arrow to the eye and at least one particularly gruesome scalping. I am not a fan of director Fred Olen Ray, his movies tend to be way too intentionally campy for me to enjoy. But he’s going totally straight-faced into horror with this one and he pulls it off pretty well. One unique touch is the weird disembodied head of Black Claw that sometimes flies around looking like a murderous Jambi. You could call the movie a rip-off of Death Curse of Tartu since it has pretty much the exact same plot, but the director of that film, William Grefe, was a sort of mentor to Fred Olen Ray so you’ve got to imagine that he intended this more as a gory tribute. It has a sort of sincere quality to it, like he’s still hungry to prove himself, as opposed to the cynical irony of some of his later movies. Along with The Manitou, it has no understanding or interest in actual Native American culture. But by at least acknowledging that the students are doing something bad, it implies that Native history is something which can only be disrespected at the peril of losing your scalp.



Savage Harvest (Eric Stanze, 1994)
Another camcorder triumph from the world of anti-budget SOV horror. A bunch of profoundly unattractive young people gather in the Missouri woods to go camping and begin telling tales (unendingly long tales) of ancient Indian demons. They say whatever magic incantations are necessary and summon forth the whole collection of animal-themed entities. Each one infects and controls a camper, hideously transforming them into some backyard Island of Dr. Moreau disaster and causing them to hunt and kill their friends. The appeal of homemade horror movies like this is found in the raw and undistanced realness on display (it’s like peaking in on some homely teen’s home movies from that one sad time all the unpopular kids went camping together) and the level weirdness which is discovered in the depths of unrestricted imagination. Just look at the make-up jobs on those possessed campers in the pictures. The monsters are all genuinely creepy in surprisingly unexpected ways. And a lot of the camera techniques are so weirdly abrasive that almost seem intentionally avante-garde. But the film as a whole is so poorly put together and filled with so many agonizingly boring parts that the thing as a whole creates this incredible, uneasy dissonance that’s both unnerving and fascinating. This is good stuff and once again pays no heed to the reality of historical myth, coming up with its own totally insane idea of Indian spirits.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving, but try to remember whose land we live on and the people and cultures that have been lost. And not only because they may one day come back for bloody revenge!

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Friday, November 20th, 2009

UPDATE: Because of the HIGH DEMAND for the show tonight, we are going to allow people to start lining up in front of Gallery 1988 at 5pm.
It’s all happening tonight. Weeks of planning have culminated in tonight’s show at Gallery 1988 in LA. We have a TON of stuff debuting at the show along with some rare archival prints. Here we go!

After weeks of teasing, here it is! This is the first time we’ve used Australian Rhys Cooper and you better believe it won’t be the last. We’ve released a lot of great prints this year, but I’m going to say this has got to be my favorite. I’m a GREMLINS freak!
Poster by Rhys Cooper. 24×36 Printed with metallic and glow in the dark inks. The “rules” to owning a mogwai are printed in glow ink and appear in the dark. Limited to only 100.

This was Ken’s first version he came up with for his ALIEN poster, but ended up submitting the equally awesome “Egg” image. We thought this version was too nuts not to print!
Poster by Ken Taylor. 24×36 Limited to only 80 and even less for sale.

I’m super excited about this. We sent Skinner 40 one color Medusa prints on heavy watercolor paper. A few days later, he sent me this image:

Ummmm….yeah. INSANE! He used spraypaint, watercolors, the works. Then, he sent me this image:

Three different colorways of the prints and they’re all named! Come to the show and ask Skinner about them and BUY SOME. I’m definitely buying one of each colorway, so there are three gone right there. These will go fast.
Poster by Skinner. 11×14 one color screen print hand colored w/ watercolors and spraypaint.

A few weeks ago, I went to the Ritz to take reference photos for this print. Yes…this is an art print Kevin Tong put together of various people and movie characters watching a movie in the Alamo Drafthouse. You’re all smart…do I really have to tell you what they’re watching? Kevin will also have these available with a blank screen where he will hand draw a movie scene in.

Harry Diaz also whipped up five new designs for the event that he will be hand silk screening on t-shirts live in the store. He’ll also be hand screening prints of all of these right before your eyes! Can you name them all?
This show is going to be huge and I connect recommend highly enough to get there at 7pm when stuff goes on sale because if you’re not, you’re probably going to miss out! We’ve had an INSANE amount of emails asking about the new posters, so I’m only assuming, but they’re probably going to sell out. Christmas is right around the corner, so consider this your one stop shop for the holiday’s. Black Friday is lame. Tomorrow is officially BADASS CINEMA FRIDAY!
-Justin
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Thursday, November 19th, 2009

Carl Barks, the artist who created Scrooge McDuck, started work at Disney in 1935 as an inbetweener, drawing innumerable piles of Disney animation frames for 20 dollars a week[1]. Inbetweening is the most grueling and thankless of jobs in animation (we now farm these jobs out to Asia to be done by children wearing rags who are lorded over by shirtless dudes with bullwhips and executioner’s masks). While Barks was working as an inbetweener, he regularly submitted ideas for cartoons in development to keep from losing his mind in the brutal tedium of his work. His first joke to be accepted by Disney involved the already established character Donald Duck having his ass shaved by a robot barber (Already the sparkle of his innate genius had begun to shine through). Barks finally quit in disgust to try and start a chicken farm in the inhospitable Inland Empire area of Los Angeles, but not before contributing artwork for the first Donald Duck themed comic strip. While his chicken farm floundered and failed, Barks was forced to go back to Western Publishing, the company that had put out the licensed Donald Duck comic that he had worked on, and ask for extra work. Smelling bird on him, they put him back on Donald Duck. Barks produced an estimated 500 books for Western Publishing involving ducks, and in the process, took one apoplectic, two-dimensional duck, and invented an entire universe around him- a universe that sometimes barely needed or noticed the character that it had sprung from.

This image is far from a complete family tree, for a terrifyingly exhaustive one, click here. For an online history of Duckburg, click here.
Disney works hard to present a monolithic face, and none of Barks’ comics carried his name, only “Walt Disney Presents”. However, because his work was uniquely imagined and had a un-homogenized style to it that was unduplicated anywhere else in Disney’s output, people started to notice, and referred to him as “The Good Duck artist”. The Good Duck artist lived to the age of 99, occasionally taking time to do oil paintings of ducks, to be snapped up by rabid fans for thousands of dollars.
Interestingly, the story of Duckburg doesn’t stop there. In fact, like most good acts of focused and slightly unhinged creativity, Barks’ work radiates out through culture, setting off bizarre chain reactions. For a small example, Lucas and Speilberg have publicly acknowledged that the rolling boulder intro to “RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK” (1981) was inspired by Uncle Scrooge Comics[2] ( “The Seven Cities of Cibola” From Walt Disney’s Uncle Scrooge #7, September 1954).
And then there’s the odd effect that Scrooge McDuck comics had when left behind by G.I.’s in Japan:
“Manga developed after World War II at the hands of one designer, Osamu Tezuka. He was influenced a great deal by the work of Carl Barks – the creator of Scrooge McDuck. Basically, Tezuka made an American art form Japanese by mixing Disney with sophisticated stories. In the US, McCarthyism lobotomized comics, reducing them to this one genre of costumed superheroes. But in Japan, comics grew into a literary art form: You have romance comics, historical comics, golf comics, sports comics … they’re made for every market and for every taste. Now Disney is taking cues from the Japanese. The Little Mermaid is heavily influenced by the manga style, and The Lion King is basically Tezuka’s Kimba the White Lion.” – Christopher Couch -Editor-in-chief, CPM Manga[3]

Beyond indirectly being responsible for all Japanese Manga, (If you think far enough along these lines, you can add one part The Dream of the Fisherman’s Wife by Hokusai and one part Disney, and you’ll get a long history of Japanese cutesy illustrated tentacle rape! Wheee!), the Duckburg stories are venerated as literature in Germany and much of northern Europe and outsell all other comic books. (we seem to have not only physically beaten our Axis foes, but razed their cultural consciousness with the memetic timebomb of cartoon ducks). This is primarily due to the insertion of yet another overachiever caught in the act of slumming – In this case Erika Fuchs, a German art history Ph.D. who was given the task of translating Barks’ Duck Tales in the 50’s and continued to do so until her death in 2005. In the course of translating, Fuchs was directed to enrich the content of the comics to try and assuage German parents’ fears of encroaching American pop-culture. As a result, the Fuchs-Banks hybrid ducks spout Goethe and sing Wagner.
Take, for example, the classic Duck tale “The Golden Helmet,” a story about the search for a lost Viking helmet that entitles its wearer to claim ownership of America. In Dr. Fuchs’s rendition, Donald, his nephews and a museum curator race against a sinister figure who claims the helmet as his birthright without any proof—but each person who comes into contact with the helmet gets a “cold glitter” in his eyes, infected by the “bacteria of power,” and soon declares his intention to “seize power” and exert his “claim to rule.” Dr. Fuchs uses language that in German (“die Macht ergreifen”; “Herrscheranspruch”) strongly recalls standard phrases used to describe Hitler’s ascent to power.[4]
(As a matter of fact, I would love to get my hands on some English-translations-of-German-translations of Scrooge McDuck comics. Who do I talk to about that?)
Duck Tales Wanpaku Duck Yume Bouken, better known as Duck Tales, the Game (1990 Capcom)
In 1987, Disney – a company that for most of its history existed by merchandising the character design that it owned from its animation projects, was in a post-Walt slump. Its animation had been de-emphasized in favor of live action (1981’s The Fox and the Hound, which had the then depressed and marker-sniffing Tim Burton on its animation staff[5], was the closest thing Disney had to an animated hit in the 80’s). Disney planned on making a foray into television animation in an attempt to win back some of the child mindshare that had been irrevocably lost to the funnier and more frenetic Warner Brother’s cartoons in the 1940’s. Unfortunately, Disney’s intellectual property had always depended on pillaging fairy tales and buying characters from dead artist’s estates- there was very little in the way of a richly detailed and charactered disney franchise that would make good fodder for a serialized cartoon. Disney’s first attempts- “The Wuzzles” and their Smurf clone “The Gummi Bears” were met with lukewarm response. Finally, rediscovering the wealth of Barks’ work, Disney’s Duck Tales cartoon was a huge success, and may have indirectly led to the brief (and quickly squandered) renaissance of Disney feature animation in the early 90’s (Aladdin, The Little Mermaid). As it was, Duck Tales was reportedly the first American animated TV series to be syndicated in the former Soviet Union. As a kid, my only connection to Disney animation was the Duck Tales cartoon which I’d watch when I got home from school… And the fact that, when I was an infant, my mother put up Mickey Mouse drapes in my room which terrified me and lead to reoccurring nightmares about being stalked by Mickey (and his giant eyes and maniacally happy mouth). Divorced from any knowledge of who it is supposed to be, the almost abstract stylization of a cartoon character can be disturbing to a still-forming mind. I don’t think I even realized it was supposed to be a mouse, just some grinning bubbly-headed thing. I certainly have no childhood memory of ever seeing a Mickey Mouse cartoon.
In 1995, the huge demand for Scrooge comics in Germany and Northern Europe led Disney to commission new comics. Cartoonist and Barks fan, Don Rosa, used this as an opportunity to meticulously comb through every Carl Barks’ duck book and produce a series of comics (collected as “The Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck“- out of print due to licensing issues, but supposedly new editions are in the works). Rosa won the Eisner Award for “Best Serialized Story” for his Scrooge work[6], and in the process, produced some of the most exhaustive footnoting and organization of the Barks comics. (He also drew that creepy picture of Scrooge’s grave that begins this article.)

Barks is fascinating to me for a couple of reasons. First, because he’s a perfect example of a man given a tiny, dreary corner in which he can be creative, and instead of going through the motions (how many people would brighten at the idea of drawing ducks for the rest of their lives?) he poured his soul into it, and channeled a rich inner life into a universe of ducks (I wonder if when he closed his eyes he saw hordes of anthropomorphic ducks, chasing him through his dreams?). At the same time, in writing this article, I came across such serious and studied devotion to Barks and his work, that I feel like he is a prime example of the flip-side of an artist pouring his heart into commercial entertainment: he’s an artist who people work feverishly to read stuff into. One of the weird psychological artifacts of growing up in modern times is that people would rather read between the lines of pop culture to find spiritual and emotional succor than go pick up a lofty volume that deals with things directly. Either through nostalgia or ignorance or some other coy form of intellectual perviness, people would rather guess what someone is trying to say about life by sifting through hundreds of comics about talking ducks than read a ‘real book’. The last part of the 20th century has been about a sort of cultural dark age in America where our collective story gets codified into mass media, which to survive as a commodity must be accessible to every drooling 3 year old in Oklahoma. But, if it sounds like I am taking a duck-crap on Duck Tales and on Disney, I’m not. This harsh environment of scribbling in the margins makes some of the weirdest, most layered, but still accessible art- and it gives us some of the most interesting characters to talk about. Not Scrooge McDuck, per se, but the weirdo who created him, and the weirdos who obsess over him.
This disturbing exploration into the nature of evil in both Ducks and Beagles comes from the amazing FatalFarm.
-Wiley
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Monday, November 16th, 2009
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Monday, November 16th, 2009
 Screw You, Exploding 1-Up Lady!
This is the Swedish VHS boxart for PINBALL SUMMER, aka PICK-UP SUMMER, aka FLIPPER GIRLS. Or, as the Swedes like to call it, GÄNGETS HÅRDA SOMMAR, which as near as I can tell means “Hard Gang Summer.”
As you might gather from the artwork, PINBALL SUMMER is an ultra-specific pinball-based teen sex comedy. When I reviewed the film three years ago, I had this to say:
What makes Pinball Summer different than other teen sex comedies is that even the clichéd teen sex comedy scenes all have at least a tangential connection to the world of pinball. You’d think it’d be hard to come up with 100 minutes of pinball-related activities, but director Mihalka somehow manages to do it. It’s pretty amazing actually. There’s pinball challenges to determine who pays for dinner, make-out sessions in a pinball factory, strip-pinball parties, alpha-male demonstrations of pinball prowess… there’s even pinball-related double entendres like “I wanna tilt you on the machine!”
Yeah, it’s a pretty enjoyable film.
We’re all about the learning here at Mondo, so here’s your Swedish lesson for the day. According to Google Translate, the phrase “FULL RULLE! BRUDAR * BILAR * BÅGAR * FLIPPER” means “FULL REEL! BABES * CARS * ROLL * PINBALL” in English.
Click here for a shot of the back of the box, which contains bonus excellent-sounding Swedish words like knutte-gänget (biker-gang), sammandrabbningar (clashes), flipperturner (pinball tournament), and flipperdrottningen (pinball queen).
Micah :: Reel Distraction
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Saturday, November 14th, 2009
I cannot believe I FINALLY found this.

I am obsessed with ALLIGATOR and Robert Forster and a few years ago when I saw a YouTube video for this game, I thought it was a myth. I didn’t think I’d ever find it, but today while I was typing in random searches on eBay it came up for a super low price! I declare this my eBay purchase of the year for 2009!

The idea of the game is simple. You either TAKE little plastic barrels, boxes, briefcases, etc. out of the Alligator’s mouth or PUT more of them in. The Alligator’s mouth stays open and a trigger rests under the tongue where you are to put the game pieces. Each person takes turns spinning the TAKE or PUT spinner and if you aren’t steady of hand, the gator’s mouth snaps down and bites you. Rumor has it that the game was pulled from shelves because the gator’s teeth were so sharp that it was actually cutting kid’s hands when it snapped shut therefore making it the coolest game in the world!

I understand that studios want to cash in on merchandise from the movie’s they are releasing, but ALLIGATOR? Really?! This is insane. This goes along the same lines as the Remco Earthquake Tower Playset…two things that nobody was wanting but me.

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