Welcome back to Junkfood Cinema; we don’t know what a barbie is either so just throw the shrimp into our mouths. You have just gone walkabout and stumbled upon the Internet’s 87th most prestigious bad movie column. Every week, I spear a wildly schlocky movie as it goes hopping by with a veritable pouch full of shortcomings. But then my opinion of the film boomerangs back to the pure adoration I’ve been harboring all along. To cap the occasion, I offer a disgustingly delicious snack food item certain to prove only slightly less hazardous than any of the innumerable poisonous Australian fauna. This week’s didgeri-don’t: BMX Bandits. 

Few trailers are as iconic as this one – its infamy coming from playing at every single Butt-Numb-a-Thon. Then again, few trailers speak so loudly for themselves. You’ll be compelled over the edge of sight and sound as these crazed men play hard rock, let their on-stage magician blow things up, and fly the farthest flights. Whether the movie itself is any good is up for debate, but the trailer for Stunt Rock is certainly a pool of adrenaline created by Brian Trenchard-Smith‘s insanity pouring right out of his skull. Seriously, just watch the damned thing. It’s genius shoved into a Marshall stack, lit on fire, and shoved off a cliff.

As you box up the turkey bits and safely stow the stuffing, here’s hoping your Thanksgiving was a happy one. While the official herald of the holiday season has ended, here at Junkfood Cinema it’s always turkey day.

I braved the wilds of Austin’s Alamo Drafthouse in order to get pummeled Inglorious Basterds and 5 other fantastic, fireball-laden, violently satisfying films that left my blood-lust quenched and me questioning whether or not I’d lost my sanity before or after the marathon began.