Comedy
Rod Lott

A title like The Disco Exorcist just screams, “Why wasn’t this part of Grindhouse?"

Action
Rod Lott
Love it or hate it, the Clash of the Titans remake accomplished something the 1981 original could not manage: Birth a sequel. As much cash as that 2010 upgrade made, the shoddy job of converting it to 3-D after production left a lot of moviegoers feeling burned, which may explain why Wrath of the Titans was unable to draw similar numbers.

Drama
Rod Lott
It's fun to view Back from Eternity as an early, lower-wattage version of the Airport disaster franchise that ruled the 1970s. Actually, I take that back: It’s not fun at all. It’s a dour, depressing, overwrought melodrama as only old-school Hollywood could do.

Action
Rod Lott
When The Expendables reinvigorated my love of Dolph Lundgren, the one movie I couldn't wait to get my hands on from his golden age of wide theatrical releases was the one I never got to see: 1988's Red Scorpion. So naturally, it was out-of-print.

Action
Rod Lott
Robert Downey Jr. reprises his other franchise role — the Golden Globe-winning one — as popular culture's arguably most popular detective of all time in Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadows. To shortcut things, whatever you thought of Downey's first go-round in 2009, you're likely to have the same feelings about this 2011 sequel.

Drama
Rod Lott
Coming presumably from the deepest, darkest, dankest corner of Warner Archives’ basement, right by the leaky pipe from which hangs an opossum about to give birth, comes a true obscurity: Crime Does Not Pay: The Complete Shorts Collection (1935-1947).

Comedy
Rod Lott
With God Bless America, writer/director Bobcat Goldthwait slices a wound on our country's collective stupidity, then wrings a lemon wedge into its opening. Too bad his targets aren't likely to watch it on purpose. And if they did, they're less likely to get the joke. Their loss.

Comedy
Rod Lott
One man's symphony is another's pollution, and to police inspector Amadeus Warnebring (Bengt Nilsson), head of the department's anti-terrorism unit, no music is good music. Although coming from a family of musicians, he's tone-deaf. Notes make his ears bleed, literally.

Drama
Rod Lott
I have fond memories of seeing John Ritter in Blake Edwards’ 1989 sex comedy, Skin Deep, in theaters ... because right after it was over, two friends and I snuck into the movie we really wanted to see: another newcomer, New York Stories.

Comedy
Rod Lott
It pains me to say that Freak Dance, a film from the Upright Citizens Brigade comedy troupe, isn't much better than the Wayans brothers' dreadful 2009 Dance Flick. Both parody dance-off movies (duh), but only one earned a nationwide theatrical release. Freak Dance's DVD debut comes two years after its completion; it's not that bad, but yeah, it's bad.