Some coroners determine cause of death. This one just causes it. Ever wondered what happens when your friendly neighborhood coroner decides to moonlight as a serial killer? Well, wonder no more! THE CORONER (1999) follows defense attorney Emma (Jane Longenecker), who wakes up strapped to a table in the basement of the world’s creepiest medical examiner (Dean St. Louis). Instead of filing paperwork, he spends his free time filleting unwilling guests. But Emma isn’t going down without a fight—especially not at the hands of a man who treats human dissection like a fine art. This week on The Blind Rage Podcast, we slice open this late-’90s direct-to-video trainwreck, complete with baffling romantic subplots, a lead detective who might be the worst cop in cinematic history, and a villain who somehow makes funeral home directors look sexy by comparison. Is THE CORONER a criminally underrated horror flick, or should it be sentenced to life in the bargain bin? Only one way to find out.

Who’s ready to rock…and die? This week on The Blind Rage Podcast, we’re cranking up the volume and the body count with SLUMBER PARTY MASSACRE II, the 1987 fever dream that asks, What if Freddy Krueger fronted a rockabilly band…and had a drill guitar? Courtney (Crystal Bernard) just wants a fun weekend with the girls, but her nightmares about a leather-clad psycho with an axe to grind (and a drill to kill) are about to get way too real. Featuring musical numbers, exploding zits, and enough power tool carnage to make Bob Vila sweat, this one’s a must-listen!

It’s Tony’s birthday and we’re celebrating with THE RIPPER, a movie Tom Savini would give just about anything to forget. What does Jack the Ripper have to do with birthdays? Well, nothing. Seems like there are so few horror movies focused on celebrating one’s special day and we were sure as hell not taking the endurance test that is getting through all 110 minutes of HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME. Instead, we’ve decided to watch London’s most famous serial killer slice and dice his way through…Tulsa, Oklahoma. Don’t ask.

“Wait a minute… Who am I here?” THE STEPFATHER tells the story of a madman in search of the perfect all-American family. When they disappoint him, he brutally murders them and moves on to the next. Terry O’Quinn gives a fantastic performance in the titular role and, as always, it’s a pleasure to see Jill Schoelen, this time playing the role of a troubled teenager, who suspects something simply isn’t right the moment her new stepfather enters the family home.

Last week was an in-your-face rip-off of CARRIE. This week, it’s an in-your-face rip-off of ROSEMARY’S BABY. WITCHCRAFT, the 1988 quickie that spawned a whopping 15 sequels (!), tells the story of a new mother, who moves into a creepy old estate owned by her husband’s family. Soon after settling in with their newborn son, our heroin begins to notice something doesn’t seem right—not with her in-laws, not with their mute butler, and not with the centuries-old place they call home. Is she simply paranoid, or are there truly dark forces at play? I think the answer is pretty damn obvious.

JENNIFER is not only one of the first CARRIE rip-offs, but it’s one of the most obvious. The story follows a high school outcast, who is bullied mercilessly by the popular crowd. When Jennifer is pushed too far, she unleashes her supernatural powers to exact vengeance. Unlike Stephen King’s Carrie, Jennifer possesses the power to control snakes, which she uses to slither after those who’ve wronged her. It’s actually a lot better than it sounds.

This week, it’s Charles Band’s 1989 PUPPET MASTER, the dawn of a franchise that helped build Full Moon Features. With this being the first entry, our batch of antiheroes is relatively small, but they’re still devious, murderous, and resourceful as hell. Join us as we watch them dispatch of a group of questionable characters spending the night at an oceanside hotel. The William Hickey cameo alone makes this one worthwhile.

What would you do if there was a vampire living next door to you…and he knows you know his secret? I may have inadvertently stolen that, or at least part of it, from the trailer. Nevertheless, that’s the plot of FRIGHT NIGHT, probably the best vampire flick of the 1980s. Join us while we sink our teeth into this immortal cult classic!