Moonchild (1994) – Todd Sheets.

'I am Kronos and you two are dinner...an desert!!!!!!!!!!!

Set in an urban dystopian future (today?), lorded over by goofs in cheapnis garb (The Sidality), Jacob Stryker (Auggi Alvarez), a gene-spliced powerwolf hybrid, with greatly enhanced butt-kicking prowess desperately seeks his young son in high-spirited S.O.V Sci-actioner Moonchild. Inimitable schlock-slinger Todd Sheets is arguably one of the more prominent figures in S.O.V fandom, an able provider of mirthsome, micro-budgeted VHS vainglory, this indefatigable Ed Wood of the 90s may be surprised at howl long his Sci-fried Moonchild has held B-Mongs like me under its spazzoidal spell! Replete with with cherishable dialogue you'll want to dip in the milkiest chocolate and gift to loved ones on date night, hilariously happy-slappy bum-fights, and a lordly full metal'd soundtrack, Moonchild shall ALWAYS be the G.O.A.T. on bad movie marathons. If you have previously enjoyed a roustabout Sheets production, you will be aware of the endearingly low budget aesthetic, bubble gum dialogue, and 'enthusiastic' acting performances, and if not, this will either be hugely appealing, or not, but I dig it! Once again, Visual Vengeance are to be congratulated for adding yet another underground analogue blockbuster to their prodigiously rad roster of dynamite D.I.Y film-making legends. I don't subscribe to the notion that Visual Vengeance is an anti-boutique label, their titles are pricey, sweetly engorged with juicy extras, and, frankly, one has to be a legitimately deep-digging cognoscenti of bargain-binned bosh to be aware of these neglected vidiotic triumphs in the first place! For my sins, I used to have a sketchy VHS-rip of Moonchild, and, happily, this spankingly new edition meticulously maintains the splendidly rudimentary vibe throughout! Moonchild remains one splendiferously stupefying S.O.V classic! Retrograde media, or death!!!!!!