Wednesday, 29 November 2017

The Magic Curse (1975)

a look at 1975's The Magic Curse, a weird and wild hybrid of kung-fu, horror and sexploitation cinema in which a young playboy ventures into the jungles of Borneo where he discovers human sacrifice, a tribe that worships snakes, a sex curse and an evil high priest with an unfortunate habit of turning people into cannibalistic lepers!!!




Tuesday, 21 November 2017

X-Rated Manchester

A brief look at the X-Rated side of Manchester, although perhaps the most shocking sight here is the prices they are asking for those sun-bleached, second hand ‘Carry On’ DVDs.

Friday, 10 November 2017

Secrets of a Supermug

In response to my recent youtube video about Secrets of a Super Stud, I was delighted to receive this mug commemorating this seminal classic of British cinema. A mug which I look forward to putting to my lips every morning, I'm sure it will be ideal for tea… served up of course with plenty of crumpet. The mug came courtesy of Steve Cannell who produces a wide range of mugs celebrating all manner of cult cinema from British sexploitation to the video nasties, further information about Steve's mugs can be found on his Facebook group or by emailing him at


Monday, 6 November 2017

Beyond the Street

“Beyond the street, the city jungle waits, love’s exploited, there for hire, buy and get what you desire, help the devil burn his fire beyond the street” wrote Cliff Twemlow in the song Beyond the Street, one of umpteen songs Twemlow penned for the DeWolfe music company under the name Peter Reno (you can hear the song intacto here). Chances are the streets Twemlow had in mind when he wrote those lyrics were those of his hometown Manchester, a consistent muse of his and whose violent netherworld Twemlow knew well. Twemlow returned to the role of documentarian of the sordid side of life (with an equal mixture of tut tut moralising and carny barker enthusiasm) in his book ‘The Tuxedo Warrior’ where he writes of the 1970s "Homosexuals and bisexuals could finally let their hair and trousers down. Pornography could now be purchased from the many devious seedy establishments lying in solitary seclusion in and around our cities, where patrons could be observed entering and leaving, their features concealed behind dark glasses and large hats- mysterious anonymous collectors of sensual hard core literature and film."


Of course its unlikely that Twemlow would even recognise the Manchester City Centre of today, which has undergone a massive facelift since his death in the 1990s. However, unlike London's Soho district which has largely kissed goodbye to smut now, pockets of the sleaze which Twemlow brings to life in that song can still be found down the crumbling backstreets of Manchester. In an age when people are turning to the discretion of the Internet for their porno its likely that time will be soon called on some of these places as well. Since this photo shoot of Mancunian fleshpots took place the Shudehill Book Centre (whose 2nd floor was once rumoured to have been a ‘knocking shop’) has gone the way of many a soho sex shop and been renovated into a wine bar, but for now (and for whatever future document exists) here are some of the sights you can encounter.... beyond the street.

Wednesday, 1 November 2017

Secrets of a Superstud (1975)

A look at this 1975 Twickenham Film Studios shot fuck-fest, featuring some of British sex cinema’s finest and songs by Elvis Costello’s dad.


Sunday, 8 October 2017

The Ibiza Connection (1984)

With winter nearly upon us what better time to sit near the fireplace and watch a film made in the sun-drenched Ibiza of the 1980s, so lets push pineapple n’ shake the tree as we take a look at another film from Mr. GBH himself Cliff Twemlow, 1984’s The Ibiza Connection.