
"Janis Joplin died in room 105 of that hotel" (Oyamada gasps and directs his video camera at the seedy motorcourt); "There's where they found the body of Bobby Fuller (another gasp as the camera whirs); "Charlie Chaplin's studios, built in 1910; Michael Jackson did USA For Africa there" (neck-swiveling and silent awe)' "And right here is where Buffalo Springfield's house used to stand" (blank incomprehension).
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The International Syndicate of Cult Film Critics aim to celebrate shoddy B-movies and straight-to-video films. We will cover these flicks fondly, with tongues firmly kept in our cheeks. The one thing we ask of those who contribute to the Club is that you must watch the film in its entirety, even if this means having to strap yourself down onto a chair and getting your eyelids locked out like Alex DeLarge from ‘A Clockwork Orange’. It is imperative that you absorb the visual treats.
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