Street Trash

"Street trash makes Herschell Gordon Lewis look like Mary Poppins," - Wes Craven"Loathsome, foul and degrading, Street Trash is a real treat for anyone who thinks they've seen it all." - George Romero"Yeah, that's the bits I like." - Den Dennis (The Comic Strip Presents...More Bad News - 1988)Produced and written by Roy Frumkes (The Substitute), and directed by J. Michael Muro, who since done stedicam work on such films as Terminator 2: Judgment Day (1991), True Lies (1994), L.A. Confidential (1997), and Titanic (1997) to name a few, Street Trash (1987) features Mike Lackey, Marc Sferrazza, Jane Arakawa, Bill Chepil, Pat Ryan (The Toxic Avenger, Class of Nuke 'Em High), Vic Noto (Innocent Blood), and Tony Darrow (Goodfellas, Analyze This, "The Sopranos").The story basically involves the activities of two inner city homeless brothers named Freddy (Lackey) and Kevin (Sferrazza), who live in an auto scrap yard occupying a dwelling consisting of old tires. Thrown into the mix early on is the appearance of some funky looking booze called Tenafly Viper, which was found in the cellar of a liquor store by the store's proprietor. Subsequently he decides to pawn it off on his clientele, most all of whom are shiftless, degenerate dirtbags, for a buck a bottle (needless to say they snap it up). Turns out the stuff is rotgut, literally (unbeknownst to the liquor store owner), so much so it causes the individual ingesting the crud to melt from the inside out. Along with the exploding bums Freddy and Kevin also have to contend with Bronson (Noto), a large, sadistic, psychotic Vietnam veteran who rules the scrap yard with an iron fist and a dagger made of from a human femur bone (think a low grade Colonel Kurtz from Apocalypse Now). Things get especially hairy when a local mobster (Darrow) finds out his girlfriend's been murdered (among other things) by the skid row denizens populating the junk yard, and a renegade cop with a serious grudge named Bill (Chepil) starts rousting everyone for kicks.I guess the first thing one should know about this film is that there really isn't much of a story, which, in most cases, would probably be a disadvantage, but not so here (for those of us who tend to dwell in the cinematic sludge this is fairly common occurrence). Probably the best thing you can do is sit back and let the experience envelope you in its grimy, odious, putrid fetidity, which comes off as a sort of sewage laden mix between the films of John Waters and Herschell Gordon Lewis. I did learn a number of things from this movie, including the following...1. One can actually make a home out of discarded tires.2. If you wear baggy enough pants to the grocery store, you can steal enough food to feed at least three people.3. I wouldn't eat anything that came out of a homeless man's pants.4. You can thin out homemade hooch by urinating in it.5. An alley is a great place to pick up broads, especially if you're a greasy bum (and the broad is wasted out of her gourd).6. Your puke breath must be really bad when a bum won't even kiss you.7. Frank, the morbidly obese owner and operator of the scrap yard, isn't adverse to a little necrophilia.8. The homeless don't particularly covet showers.9. A severed ding a ling a can be used in lieu of a football in a pick up game.10. You never defile Bronson in front of the men.If you like your movies messy, in a visceral sense, then you've come to the right place as this spectacularly over the top nugget of gooey nastiness is right at home next to Peter Jackson's Dead Alive (1992). I'm unsure the deal with the Viper booze, but its effects are instantaneous and highly satisfying. There's some seriously nasty melt action here, perhaps my favorite being the early scene with guy sitting on the toilet, taking a slug, and then reduced to a slimy, festering pile floating in the bowl. Along with the gratuitously goopy goodness there's also a whole lot of comedy, a few fights (the most memorable being Bill the cop going toe to toe with Bronson), some female nekkidness, a severed male member, and whole lot more. The acting was pretty rank but it didn't take away from anything for me, especially given the entertaining dialog throughout. The two best lines (at least of the ones I could post here), in my opinion, are the one I used for the title of my review and the following, occurring after one of Freddy's acquaintances, after shoving copious amounts of food down his pants, is busted by a manager in a grocery store ...Store manager: I'd like to know what you're doing with all that chicken in your pants.As I said, there's a decent amount of comedy here, the funniest part for me, beside the flying woody sequence, was when Freddy picked up the drunk broad in the alley, after she just finished puking. As he was dragging her back to his Goodyear abode, she kept trying to kiss him and he kept try to avoid it, given her puke breath and all. To sum things up this is a completely vile and disgusting affair, one definitely worth the time if you have the stomach.This new 2 DVD set released in 2006, entitled 'The Meltdown Edition', includes an anamorphic widescreen (1.78:1) transfer, audio in a newly remastered Dolby Digital 5.1 and the original 2.0 mono, two audio commentaries featuring producer Roy Frumkes and director James Muro, a two hour documentary entitled The Meltdown Memoirs, which details the history and the making of the film, the original 16mm short film that inspired the movie, a Street Trash promotional teaser, a behind the scenes still gallery, liner notes, and the original theatrical trailer. The interesting thing is, while the 2006 DVD release contains a ton more stuff than the original 2005 DVD release, the newer version is missing one really cool element...with the original DVD release there was included two printed label stickers so you could create your own bottle of Tenafly Viper.Cookieman108

If you like disgusting, down right revolting scenes, if you enjoy comedy with a slice of brutality, then this film is for you, honestly I loved it, it deff has a slow build up it feels like however. I am a huge fan of TROMA films, and this one deff has those vibes, most certainly a film ahead of its time, and beyond a doubt a national treasure, be sure to pick your bottle of tenafly viper up before watching at your local discount liquor shop!

If you enjoy weird stuff, you WILL enjoy this!

If you are interested in this from the description, don’t spoil anything by reading too much or watching the trailer.This is an odd movie with a few very sleazy scenes, with acts committed by sleazy characters. Other than Kevin and Wendy, most of the characters are morally questionable for the most part.By odd . . . the movie has some weird segments, but by the end it all forms an off kilter horror/comedy that I particularly enjoyed the hell out of.It starts off seemingly very, very zany with some crazy hobo characters (some call it an exploitation film). Fairly early we see the result of what Tenafly Viper can do. Then, the movie does take some time To establish a bit of a Serious tone and humanize characters. That is a few who are humanized, as some are the title of the movie, street trash.Other than some questionable sound quality throughout the first third of the movie (some very “tinny” audio) and one extremely cheesy fight scene between a cop and a random thug, the movie stands the test of time for me.I just finished it tonight. If you are on the fence, just watch it. Also, do as I did and avoid the trailer, it gives away too many of the people who drink the Tenafly.

In just the first two minutes of the awesomely awful Street Trash, we are treated to instances of bad acting, shaky editing, implausible plot, garish title credits, and horribly hokey, electronic music. And none of it matters, because Street Trash is the most unapologetically glorious and ghoulish film the good folks at Troma never made (but probably wish they did).With a diabolical sense of humor and hilariously hard-boiled (and highly quotable) dialog, Street Trash is also quite possibly the dirtiest movie ever made - and I'm talking about dirt in the "dug out of the earth" sense, not dirty in a sexual sense (although there is a bunch of nudity, a dash of necrophilia, and a touch of wiener-tossing for good (or bad) measure (the last of which brings a more literal meaning to the word "dismemberment")).Featuring fantastic sets (including quite possibly the greatest junkyard hideout in cinematic history) and authentic Skid Row New York locations, the grime is so gratuitously applied and supplied to places and faces that some of the actors' lips seem glow-in-the-dark bright by comparison. The grossout effects are also surprisingly good for such a low budget filth fest (they were realistic enough to make me cringe, anyway). For sure, a lot of this film's fun comes from watching each person having their, shall we say, colorful meltdowns...Street Trash features the first work of such eventual cinematic luminaries as Jim Muro, the cinematographer of Crash (as well as The Last Mimzy!) and X-Men and Usual Suspects director Bryan Singer. Equally notable is James Lorinz' hysterical first acting outing as the outrageously disrespectful doorman. Plus one of the greatest end credits songs of all time, performed by Sopranos' stalwart Tony Darrow.Stay away from this film if you're weak of stomach, but definitely feel free to use this delightful piece of cinematic grotesquery as a dieting aid, as this movie will do such a good job of making you lose your appetite that you'll be looking for it for days! Ultimately, I think the best indication of the raunchy, sleazy ride you're in for with this flick is expressed by one of the last acknowledgements in the end credits, which reads: "Thanks, Anita, for taking me to see 'I Drink Your Blood' when I was six."Yup, that about sums it up. Thanks, Anita!

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Street Trash est un film d'horreur de série Z que j'ai eu le plaisir de voir au cinéma avec des potes il y a maintenant bien longtemps. Je me demandais si la nostalgie allait toujours jouer ou bien si au contraire le caractère obsolète des effets spéciaux (déjà à bon marché pour l'époque) allait rompre la magie.Techniquement le film au format 1.85 a été restauré au 1.77 et le travail est vraiment superbe, contrairement à ce qu'indique un commentaire malveillant l'image ne saute pas sur mon installation très moyenne et le film semble avoir été tourné hier pour ce qui est du contraste et de la colorimétrie, il est possible que la transposition HD est même rendue l'image supérieure à celle que j'avais vu au cinéma.L'histoire tourne autour de l mise en vente d'un alcool hautement toxique à des clochards qui passent une bonne partie de leur temps autour d'une casse de véhicules accidentés ou se trouve une sorte de Rambo dégénéré, Bronson qui terrorise les autres clochards : toujours est-il que le film regorge de scènes sordides d'anthologie qui en font une petite pépite d'humour noire.Si vous êtes nostalgiques de cette période ou il existait de petite série Z très sympathiques, alors le film pourra vous intéresser, maintenant si vous ne jurez que par la qualité des effets spéciaux numériques, je pense que vous pouvez faire l'économie de cet achat. A vous de voir donc en fonction de votre sensibilité.

Grâce à ESC Editions, je peux ENFIN re-regarder le cultissime Street Trash avec un blu-ray à la hauteur.Pour les puristes, le ratio de l'image passe de 1.85 à 1.77: on pourrait penser qu'ainsi rogné, le film perd en qualité, mais non (et si ce choix vous semble discutable, sachez qu'il est voulu, comme nous l'informe ce message lorsqu'on lance le film).Autrement dit, Street Trash n'a pas été mutilé: on peut parler ici de "réajustement" pour nous garantir la meilleure optimisation possible à ce jour.Ce nouveau master 2K est très propre, fourmillant de détails malgré les TRÈS TRÈS rares "parasites" qui parfois apparaissent sur la pellicule, ou encore ce cadrage parfois légèrement "tremblotant" à peine perceptible.Un moindre mal pour un GRAND bien, ESC nous laissant d'autant plus le choix entre la VF d'origine (merci) en 2.0, et la V.O. (avec sous-titres français) en 5.1.Sur le même blu-ray, on peut retrouver en bonus le court-métrage éponyme, deux bande-annonces, ainsi qu'un entretien de 20 minutes axé évidemment sur le dit film de Jim Muro.J'ai acheté le blu-ray "simple" pour tester la valeur des éditions ESC, et avoue être énormément tenté pour renouveler mon achat afin d'investir dans sa version collector, pour le coup agrémentée d'un dvd-documentaire revenant sur le tournage de Street Trash.N'hésitez pas, et encore bravo à ESC pour cet excellent travail.

L'intérêt du film et de montrer l'envers du décor de l'Amérique des années 80. Ici le New York qui est présenté est un tas d'immondices, de poubelles, de maisons et d'immeubles abandonnés et insalubres, de terrains vagues sales, de rues avec des chaussées défoncées et des sans-domiciles-fixes sales, qui sont aussi individualistes, misogynes, violeurs et obsédés par l'argent et par l'alcool! C'est une société américaine peu reluisante qui est donc décrite par James Muro et Roy Frumkes (scénariste et producteur)...Le film est une succession de scènes avec un vague canevas dramatique donc nous nous inquiétons peu. La progression est liée à la propagation de la boisson Viper que certains personnages boivent à intervalles réguliers. Cette boisson les fait fondre littéralement avec un florilège de couleurs et de liquides qui sautent et qui coulent, ce qui donne lieu à des belles séquences dégueulasses, mais pas forcément horribles.Le film insiste beaucoup sur les traumas liés à la guerre du Vietnam, qui a rendu complètement fou un des personnages du film qui s'appelle Bronson...Il est à noter que le film est techniquement parfait notamment au niveau de ses cadrages et de sa mise en scène avec beaucoup de Steadicam et de mouvements de caméra presque virtuoses dont une rotation à 360 degrés !Il semblerait que le film soit plus un film de Roy Frumkes qui est le scénariste et le producteur sur le sujet. Et que James Muro se soit occupé de la mise en image.

Je me méfie toujours avec les films dis "cultes", l'appellation sert souvent à masquer des nanars intergalactiques dans lesquels des critiques de cinéma ont cru déceler un message quelconque de l'auteur (souvent social) afin de prouver leur immense culture face aux pauvres spectateurs pleurant sur les quelques euros dépensés pour voir le film. "Street trash" fait partie de cette catégorie. Le pitch : un épicier de quartier découvre dans sa cave une caisse de bouteilles (qu'il pense être de gnole) et qu'il refile pour 1$ piece à la faune qui peuple son quartier. Résultat immédiat de l'ingurgitation, les buveurs se liquéfient à grand coup de gouache jaune, verte, violette, rose, c'est très joli, on croirait voir le résultat d'un atelier peinture pour trisomiques. Ils s'arrachent aussi la peau ou "fondent" à grand renforts d'effets spéciaux en caoutchouc. Autrement l'essentiel de l'action (on va appeler ca comme ca pour éviter les mots grossiers) consiste à voir des SDF se livrer aux joies d'une copulation frénétique. Ca fait partie des films dont je ne m'explique même pas l'existence sur le marché. 0.5 / 5