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PRESENTS...

THE CINCINNATI PSYCHOTRONIC FILM FESTIVAL

Torn Light Records and the Esquire Theatre present the 1st Annual Cincinnati Psychotronic Film Festival! Succumb to your suspension of disbelief and join us for three days of uniquely stylish films, curated by the minds at Torn Light Records. Martial arts, space opera, Rudy Ray Moore, action, John Waters, supernatural horror, Michelle Yeoh, Big Foot and even David Hasselhoff – choose your passion from the films below or snag a film festival pass, so you can see them all!

 

 

 

MIAMI CONNECTION (1987)

THE HEROIC TRIO (1993)

BEYOND DREAM'S DOOR (1989)

NIGHT OF THE DEMON (1980)

DISCO GODFATHER (1979)

POLYESTER (1981)

STARCRASH (1978)


MIAMI CONNECTION
(1987, R)

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The year is 1987. Motorcycle ninjas tighten their grip on Florida's narcotics trade, viciously annihilating anyone who dares move in on their turf. Multi-national martial arts rock band Dragon Sound have had enough, and embark on a roundhouse wreck-wave of crime-crushing justice. When not chasing beach bunnies or performing their hit song "Against the Ninja," Mark (taekwondo master/inspirational speaker Y.K. Kim) and the boys are kicking and chopping at the drug world's smelliest underbelly. It'll take every ounce of their blood and courage, but Dragon Sound can't stop until they've completely destroyed the dealers, the drunk bikers, the kill-crazy ninjas, the middle-aged thugs, the "stupid cocaine"...and the entire MIAMI CONNECTION!!!

 


THE HEROIC TRIO
(1993, R)

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The supernova star power of Hong Kong cinema icons Maggie Cheung, Michelle Yeoh, and Anita Mui propels this gloriously unrestrained action extravaganza from genre maestro Johnnie To, which injects its martial-arts mayhem with a blast of comic-book lunacy. They are the knife-throwing, shotgun-toting, kung-fu-fighting super-heroines who must overcome their dark pasts in order to defeat an evil, baby-snatching eunuch who is terrorizing Hong Kong. Eye-popping motorcycle stunts, brain-exploding skeletons, infant cannibals, and kinetically choreographed wire work are all part of the delirium in this unstoppably entertaining cult favorite (referenced in Cheung’s international breakthrough Irma Vep), a showcase for three of the coolest women warriors to ever hit the screen.

 


BEYOND DREAM'S DOOR
(1989, NOT RATED)

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Lately, Ben hasn't been sleeping well. His dreams are filled with violent and terrifying visions of monsters and death. Seeking out answers, he begins to pursue the subtext and hidden meanings of his strange and terrifying nightmares, with the help of his professor and several friends. As the dreams grow increasingly lifelike, Ben fears that he's losing his grip on sanity, especially as those around him start turning up dead; horribly mutilated just like he's seen in his sleep...

A low-on-budget but extremely high on ambition apocalyptic horror film, and the first feature written and directed by jack-of-all-trades filmmaker, Jay Woelfel, the Ohio lensed BEYOND DREAM’S DOOR skillfully blends elements of surrealism, mystery, and grotesque and violent horror set-pieces, resulting in a wholly singular vision.

 


NIGHT OF THE DEMON
(1980, Not Rated)

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Amid the gush of early ‘80s low-budget backwoods horror, only one lost classic brought together softcore sex, hardcore violence, Satanic sex cults and a limb-tearing, gut-slinging, dick-ripping beast for “the best and bloodiest Bigfoot movie ever made.” (Buried.com): When a group of Anthropology students heads deep into the forest to investigate a series of Sasquatch attacks, they’ll discover an immortal brain-blast of crazy hermits, mutilated Girl Scouts, interspecies copulation and “one of the goriest final scenes in the whole history of splatter flicks” (A Slash Above).

 


DISCO GODFATHER
(1979, R)

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The shimmering finale in Rudy Ray Moore’s cycle of Seventies blaxploitation gems -- with a gritty PSA twist.

 

Rudy wholeheartedly dominates the role of retired cop cum celebrity DJ at the Blueberry Hill Disco. All is beautifully funky, until his nephew flips out on a strange new street drug called “angel dust”. The Disco Godfather vows "to personally come down on the suckers that's producing this shit!", slaps drug dealers, forces the kingpin to inhale his own product through a gas mask, and still finds time to pilot the Blueberry Hill. "Put a little slide in yo' glide," he pleads to the patrons, "put some weight on it!"

 

The scenes of drug-induced hallucinations and the tour of the hospital’s “PCP ward” hurtle this movie beyond Dolemite, beyond the stratosphere of strangeness and into Coffin Joe territory. Bring your own ambulance!

 


POLYESTER
(1981, R)

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For his first studio picture, filth maestro John Waters took advantage of his biggest budget yet to allow his muse Divine to sink his teeth into a role unlike any he had played before: Baltimore housewife Francine Fishpaw, a heroine worthy of a Douglas Sirk melodrama. Blessed with a keen sense of smell and cursed with a philandering pornographer husband, a parasitic mother, and a pair of delinquent children, the long-suffering Francine turns to the bottle as her life falls apart—until deliverance appears in the form of a hunk named Todd Tomorrow (vintage heartthrob Tab Hunter). Enhanced with Odorama™ technology that enables you to scratch and sniff along with Francine, Polyester is one of Waters’ most hilarious inventions, replete with stomach-churning smells, sadistic nuns, AA meetings, and foot stomping galore.

 


STARCRASH
(1978, PG)

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STARCRASH is simply the best STAR WARS knockoff. For starters, Italian director Luigi Cozzi was only vaguely interested in ripping off Lucas. For every $100k less they had in budget, they added colored lights — making for an eye-popping, swirling universe more resembling a lava lamp than a Flash Gordon serial. There’s also stop-motion Harryhausen monsters, sword-fighting clockwork machines and other devastating intergalactic gibberish.

 

Then there's the cast: former Bond girl Caroline Munro (THE SPY WHO LOVED ME) leads a motley crew including child evangelical / scam artist / hippie icon Marjoe Gortner as a perma-permed Luke Skywalker clone, Oscar-winning Christopher Plummer as The Emperor of the Galaxy (who refuses to act), David Hasselhoff (“Baywatch”) and creepy MANIAC Joe Spinell.

 

Plus bikini-wearing Amazons and a robot with a Texas accent. What a trippy-ass package!

 

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