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‘Revenge of The Cheerleaders’ (1976) review

18 Apr

A quasi-sequel to 1973 release The Cheerleaders, Revenge of The Cheerleaders see’s Aloha High’s ever popular cheerleading squad deal with a potential merger with local rivals Lincoln High. Hailed as having a ‘morality crisis’ by local press and the town’s education board, the squad attempt to quash anything from happening by sabotaging school inspections (a rather hilarious sketch in which the school lunch is spiked with drugs and alcohol making students, teachers and outside board inspectors run havoc on an extended trip) and making sure current Aloha life continues as normal (sunbathing on the school lawn, having sex openly on campus, couches casually scattered outside the school for people to chill out). A second chance for the school comes in the light of a new principle, who eventually sacks the cheerleaders and sets about cleaning up Aloha for the better… Until the girls find out a secret plan behind it all to sell the school! Cue the cheerleaders on a mission to right the wrongs and have sex along the way (the suggestive rim-job in the local diner is a particularly nice touch). Were you expecting anything less?

Returning to this feature was director Richard Lerner, who was the DOP on the first film, and actress Cheryl ‘Rainbeaux’ Smith as cheerleader Heather (who starred as Andrea in The Cheerleaders). Smith was heavily pregnant in the film (having a baby with the films composer John Stirling), something the Lerner didn’t know when he originally cast her but decided to go with anyway. It makes for a strange contrast amongst the girls but works the promiscuous angle with obvious effect. Another gem in the cast in David Hasselhoff in his first feature role as basketball player Boner, just to see him getting to caught up in the campness of it all.

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For a sexploitation feature, there’s a lot less sex going on here than in its original big sister, with the adult focus more on numerous topless shots (and lots of pubic hair) and the occasional sexually suggestive scene. You’d be forgiven for feeling a little disappointed (like I was) if you were expecting a lot more sex scenes from a softcore picture with cheerleaders as its focus. That said, it’s a lot funnier and more bizarre than its predecessor making it a little more enjoyable and giving it a bit of a zany twist. A mass bubble bath in the school’s shower block is contrasted against a scene in which two girls hold up one Lincoln High classroom with a fire extinguisher, whilst there are three dance numbers, one of which is set in the local diner and has them all dancing around a jukebox, very reminiscent of Tarantino’s Death Proof. That said, it does have a different vibe and its nice to see the girls actually running the school as opposed to just being content as the playthings of the school sports teams. The film is worth a watch, a feature that is probably more fun when watching with a big crowd or a group of friends.

Lets be honest, you can’t really go wrong with a film that has a scene where a girl takes off her pants to use as smelling salts to wake up a knocked out basketball player…

MEYER MONTH – ‘Russ Meyer’s Last Laugh’ by David K. Frasier

1 Apr

On September 18th 2004, I received the long-expected, but nevertheless painful, call from Jim “the HandyMan” Ryan. “Dave, Russ just passed and we’re having the memorial service at Forest Lawn-Hollywood on Friday. I know you wanna be there.” Ryan, RM’s most stalwart crony and factotum, had sacrificed more than half a century of his existence to the director and now summoned the faithful. On the flight out to Los Angeles I reflected on Russ and how lucky I was to have been able to number him as a cherished friend. I’d met “King Leer” in late 1985, published a reference book on him in 1990, and for many years worked shoulder-to-shoulder with The Master on his 3 volume autobiography A Clean Breast (2000), ultimately completing it when dementia made it impossible for him to continue. Upon arrival, I installed myself at the Safari Inn in Burbank, a motel Russ always pointed out as having been a popular trysting place for him. It was also memorably featured in the 1993 Tony Scott film True Romance scripted by Quentin Tarantino.

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More importantly (for a mourner seeking to immerse himself in memories of Russ) the motel was a couple of blocks from the Talleyrand Restaurant at 1700 W. Olive Avenue. Anyone who spent time with Russ ultimately ended up at what he affectionately called “the greasy spoon.” A short 15 minute drive from his home in the Hollywood Hills, the Talleyrand fulfilled most of the criterion Russ demanded in an eatery—comparatively cheap prices, studded leather horseshoe booths, warm bread slathered with butter, and Bombay gin served so cold it hurt your teeth to drink it. The first time Russ took me there for dinner in the mid-1980s we sat in a booth where in between bites of meat loaf  I interviewed him about the making of The Immoral Mr. Teas (the unpublished interview was recently included in the booklet I did for the Arrow Films release, The Russ Meyer Collection—19 Uplifting Classics).  For years afterward, often in the company of Jim Ryan, we’d consume massive amounts of food washed down with what Russ called “meaningful amounts of grog” as he waxed poetic about past sexual and filmic exploits as well as ambitious future plans. Nothing compared to sharing RM’s friendship at a groaning table of plenty after a grueling 12 hour workday.

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I’ll save the account of the viewing of the Great Man’s body and his memorial service at Forest Lawn-Hollywood for another “Meyer Month.” Jimmy McDonough covers the service in vivid detail in Big Bosoms and Square Jaws:  The Biography of Russ Meyer, King of the Sex Film (2005), required reading for anyone interested in “King Leer.” I arose early on the morning of the service, September 24th, with the intention of eating one last time at the place Russ and I had shared so many memorable meals and memories together.  A short walk brought me to the Talleyrand at the height of their breakfast rush. The place was hopping and I waited 15 minutes before a harried waitress led me to a booth where, remarkably, Russ and I had sat the first time he ever took me there. The table was scattered with dirty dishes and as I waited for it to be bussed I thought back over the time I was privileged to have shared with Russ.  Sure, he had his share of faults (he could make a dollar bill scream, was serially unfaithful, and was blindingly egotistical), but he was also capable of great kindness, generosity, and supreme loyalty. He was the Great American Success Story–a rugged individual who through sheer perseverance, talent, and relentless hard work in the service of an all-compassing cockeyed fetish had produced a body of work destined to make him an enduring part of world cinematic history. Though I hadn’t seen or spoken to Russ for several years (his court-appointed caregivers thought best to limit nearly all his outside contact with friends, see McDonough), his loss still hurt like hell. Lost in such thoughts, my eyes rested on the stack of ones left as a tip by the last diner. The top bill was signed:

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Russ always had to have the last word.  R.I.P., old friend.

David K. Frasier 3/21/20013

‘Beyond Your Average Remake – Modernising the Guys and Dolls’ by Paul Davis

3 Mar

Lydia and I have often had conversations broaching the idea of recasting movies we adore on a strictly ‘if you had to’ basis, and Beyond the Valley of the Dolls is one that’s come up often due to the large ensemble cast. Made in 1970, BtVotD’s (as it shall be referred to from here out) tells the story of an all female rock group and their misadventures in being ‘discovered’ in Hollywood at the tail end of the ‘free-love’ era. The film was auteur Russ Meyer’s first studio production in a two-picture deal with 20th Century Fox. Originally planned as a sequel to Fox’s 1967 hit Valley of the Dolls, the film was forced to distance itself from Mark Robson’s picture after author Jacqueline Susann was appalled by the prospect of a ‘soft-core porn’ director making a sequel to her original story. This, and an X-Rating courtesy of the MPAA, did not stop the film’s pulling power at the box office, however, grossing nearly ten-times it’s $900,000 budget upon it’s release. To this day, according to screenwriter Roger Ebert, BtVotD has grossed over $40 million in theatrical and video sales to date.

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I learned a long time ago that nothing in Hollywood is sacred. If there is money to be made with a remake, then you bet it will get made. When I think of BtVotD however, I can’t imagine it ever being remade. The original was so completely outrageous that I think even if it didn’t exist, it wouldn’t be made today. That itself made the ‘fictional’ task of re-casting the movie for a modern remake problematic for me. Not only do I hold the film very dear to me, but also I just can’t see it ever happening. For me this is like being asked to re-cast Twin Peaks. You just couldn’t do it. Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not citing BtVotD as Citizen Kane here; far from it. The performances are very hit and miss at best and I’ve never been a huge fan of Russ Meyer’s editing technique. However, I don’t think it is unreasonable to suggest that no other movie exists that can compare to BtVotD. As a motion picture it is a wholly unique experience – which is something I can only say of maybe a half-dozen movies. It’s a musical, comedy, horror, drama, thriller! All it needs is some aliens and an animated sequence and you’ve nearly got all bases covered. How many movies can you name that tick as many boxes? Above and beyond all of this, the film is remarkably entertaining. Despite the pitfalls and dangers that come with fame and excess lifestyle the characters soon become entangled in, I still gaze upon the ‘fantasy’ Hollywood and almost cartoon-like characters as created by Russ Meyer and Roger Ebert with envious eyes.

All that said, it has still been my task to cast a fictional remake of the film. So with a gun to my head, here are my casting choices, were I to direct Beyond the Valley of the Dolls.

Kelly Mac Namara (Dolly Reed) – Isla Fisher

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Isla Fisher has that perfect blend of girl next door with a dash of firecracker to make Kelly work in a modern remake. Plus, I can easily see her as the lead vocalist of the Carrie Nations. It wouldn’t be her voice of course, for that I’d hire Florence Welch.

Casey Anderson (Cynthia Myers) – Jennifer Lawrence

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Like Cynthia Myers, Lawrence oozes sex appeal without having to do or say very much at all – this is pretty much the essence of Casey. Her failure to adapt to the excess lifestyle makes her the ‘tortured soul’ of the group – something I think Jennifer Lawrence would own, given her God-given acting ability.

Petronella Danforth (Marcia McBroom) – Rosario Dawson

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I’m a huge Rosario Dawson fan and loved her in everything I’ve seen her in. She has the looks, the attitude and the style to bring Pet to the 21st century. She would be my Russ Meyer/Quentin Tarantino nod for the film.

 Ronnie ‘Z-Man’ Barzell (John Lazar) – Cillian Murphy

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This was a bit of a no brainer for me, and perhaps the easiest to cast. Now, I don’t take John LaZar’s performance as Ronnie ‘Z-Man’ Barzell lightly, as he’s without a doubt my favourite character, but I just can’t see ANYONE else in today’s talent pool delivering the line “You will drink the black sperm of my vengeance!” better than Cillian Murphy. Plus, I think he’d really enjoy calling someone a ‘buggery knave’.

Lance Rocke (Michael Blodgett) – Dolph Ziggler

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Here is my wild card casting for the film. For those unfamiliar, Dolph Ziggler (real name Nick Nemeth) is a professional wrestler for World Wrestling Entertainment. Those who ARE familiar will get exactly why I’ve cast him. The character of Lance Rocke is pretty much the character of Dolph Ziggler. He not only has the looks and the body to carry out the role, but the calibre of performances Ziggler delivers on Monday Night Raw every week are no further a stretch than that played by Michael Blodgett in original movie. Except for the gold digging part. Not much of that in pro-wrestling.

Harris Allsworth (David Gurian) – James McAvoy

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James McEvoy has an annoying quality of being instantly likeable in whatever role he’s in. What’s interesting about the idea of him playing Harris is that his character seesaws throughout the story – we like him, we hate him and then BAM! He can miraculously walk again and we all cheer. I’d love to see McEvoy handle this type of character.

Ashley St. Ives (Edy Williams) – Christina Hendricks

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Christina Hendricks is THE quintessential ‘Meyer girl’ for the movie and who better than her to fill the crocheted dress of Ashley St. Ives? Who wouldn’t pay good money to see Hendricks as a hyper-sexed porn star? Mad men, I tell you. MAD MEN! *Sorry!

Roxanne (Erica Gavin) – Liv Tyler

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This casting was based solely on who I could see paired up with Jennifer Lawrence in the more intimate scenes between Roxanne and Casey. After a couple of Empire Records flashbacks, I settled on Liv Tyler. She has a very sultry and almost tender nature that would be key to the seduction of Casey. I think the chemistry between her and Lawrence would be off the chart.

Susan Lake (Phyllis Davis) – Sherylin Fenn

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Who didn’t fall in love with Audrey Horne in Twin Peaks? Raise your hands… I see no raised hands. Point proven. This one is a bit of indulgence casting. I was on a bit of a Peaks revival while writing this and well… Fenn could do this role with her eyes closed. Although I wouldn’t ask her to do the role with her eyes closed. That’d just be weird.

Emerson Thorne (Harrison Page) – Columbus Short

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Naturally if I was doing this in the mid-90s, the role would have gone to Alfonso Ribero, but now that he’s older, I just picked someone I figured could A) tame a rock n’ roll Rosario Dawson and B) convincingly not stand a fucking chance of winning a fight against Randy Black – although when you see who I cast as him, that pretty much could have been anyone…

Porter Hall (Duncan McLeod – Bill Murray

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It’s Bill fucking Murray. End of discussion.

Randy Black (James Iglehart) – Terry Crews

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At first I considered another wrestler for this role –even changing the character to a professional wrestler rather than a heavyweight boxer (Randy Black being based on Mohammed Ali). Then it dawned on me that this guy, in this day and age would be a cage fighter and the body that Terry Crews is rocking, hell, you’d believe he could beat up the Moon! Not really a difficult decision here. With Crews’ dynamic personality to boot, he’d own the role of Randy Black.

Baxter Wolfe (Charles Napier) – Kurt Russell

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Despite the fact that I love Kurt Russell and want to see him in more stuff, I’m going with the Meyer ‘square-jaw’ trait on this one. Kurt Russell is a man’s man. And if anyone was going to step into the boots of Charles Napier, it’d be Snake Plissken… Or R.J. MacReady… Or Jack Burton… Or Stuntman Mike… Or Dean Proffitt.

Otto (Henry Rowland) – Udo Kier

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Seriously, who the fuck else?

Paul Davis is a writer and filmmaker from London. His short film Him Indoors starring Reece Shearsmith and Pollyanna McIntosh is finally available to watch online and his next short The Body is currently in production.

Geek To Geek Chic – Film4 FrightFest the 13th Day 3

4 Sep

As I mentioned before, Film4 FrightFest is a great place to meet people, including those that a few of us may admire. So I was really chuffed this year to have the pleasure of meeting special effects legend Greg Nicotero, who I’ve been a fan of for a very long time. Nicotero needs no introduction but for those of you who may need reminding, he is one of the founding members of the KNB EFX Group and has over 150 credits to his name (including The Walking Dead, Kill Bill, Evil Dead II, Misery). Nicotero was at the festival to receive the inaugural Variety Award, presented to him by actor Simon Pegg, for excellence in the special effects field. I was very lucky to meet him before the presentation and to say his is absolutely lovely is an understatement. A very warm character who gave a great Q&A (with some brilliant tips such as mixing in soap into your fake blood mix so it washes off more easily!), he was also there to do an introduction before a screening of Nightmare Factory, a documentary charting his career and the work that KNB do.

The true highlight of the day, and in all honesty for me the whole festival, was the late night uncut screening of the Maniac remake, starring Elijah Wood in the lead role as Frank Zito. As a huge fan of the original 1980 release, directed by William Lustig, I will admit that I was very nervous about seeing the feature, especially as some recent remakes or ‘reimagings’ haven’t done any justice to their original counterparts. I was all ready to hate it but any doubts I had in Maniac were swiftly disposed of within the first five minutes. I literally had to pick my jaw up from the floor once the credits had rolled. To say the film absolutely floored me is an understatement. Without a doubt, Maniac is my favourite film of the year.

Firstly I was surprised at how involved Lustig was, being producer on a remake that I thought he hadn’t even been approached for for his original idea. Don’t get me wrong, this remake is just as violent and nasty as the original and anyone who finds the depiction of violence against women in film uncomfortable are best to stay well away. Maniac doesn’t hide what it is and keeps itself exactly in tune with the 1980 feature. It has some terrifically gory and gut wrenching moments (all that scalping shot very up close and an extremely well done Achilles tendon slash), which combined with the POV narrative and camera work feels very real and places the audience right in the centre of the action with no room to hide. This makes the first person direction of the story a complex and interesting one, the audience being made to not only try to somewhat understand Zito’s psychosis but made to feel like one of his victims too.

And the camera work truly is dizzying, only occasionally breaking away to show Zito as a ‘third person’, mostly in a mirrored reflection, giving the audience its only break. Not only is it shot in uncompromising fashion, it is beautifully shot. If the POV narrative didn’t give you enough insight into Zito’s world, the composition and lighting of the camera framework certainly will. When it’s time to stalk and slash, the victim is always at the centre of the frame, even when we are being made to watch them behind cars and metal fences. During the day however the composition of the framework takes on a far more artistic attitude (soft lighting, projected angles, wonderful focus work) which not only externalises Zito’s world as an obsessive mannequin restorer but that of potential love interest Anna, herself a photographer.

Casting is truly inspired and Elijah Wood is on top form as the titular lead. Completely immersed in character, it’s hard to think of him as anything other than the compulsive, disturbed, obsessive and troubled Zito, who has Oedipal and psychosexual issues that would make Norman Bates look positively normal. Also wonderfully cast is Nora Arnezeder as Anna, who bone structure and figure so perfectly mimics that of a standard mannequin that it’s no wonder Zito starts to fall for her.

Bound to cause some controversy because of its content mixed with its artistic aesthetic, Maniac is a film not to miss. A thumping success of a remake with a truly killer 1980s inspired soundtrack to match (think Drive), the feature manages to nail the characteristics of the grisly original and perfectly translate them to a modern landscape. Superb and highly recommended.

Geek To Geek Chic – Film Inkorporated

12 Aug

My latest dilemma happens to be one of my most vain; trying to sort out my next tattoo. Now, I know they’re not everyone’s cup of tea but I have been a lover of body ink since I were a child, much to the dismay of my father… I’m always looking at other people’s, admiring the artwork of the tattooist (when it’s a good obviously) and being intrigued as to the story’s or reason behind people’s choices. I have always known I was going to get one, it has been an inevitability that I, Lydia, would one day turn up at home and go ‘Hey Ma, look what I got!’. And I have, five times so far. To varying reactions.

So my recent problem, if you can call it, has been planning number six. Question number one, where to put it? The older I get, the more I start thinking about this one more seriously. I have always wanted sleeves, I haven’t got there yet but know that some people like to attach a slight amount of stigma to arm tattoos on show in the workplace. So that’s arms out of the equation for now. I’d always thought about my feet, until it hit me that Quentin Tarantino may not like tattooed feet and if I ever wanted my dream of a foot rub from him to come true, my best bet would be to leave them clear. So that’s no feet. Ever. Wrists, calves, thighs, back of my neck? Maybe. My back? Potentially. Although that’s another dilemma in itself. I think my back is kinda sexy (hey, we all need to have something we like about ourselves right?!) but there’s also this huge, beautiful tattoo of a frigate ship that I’ve wanted since I was eighteen that would fit perfectly in the centre of my back above two swallows I already have (what can I say, I love nautical tattoos…). But enough of that problem, unlike some women, I can’t multi task. Then there’s the issue of symmetry. Right now, everything is sort of symmetrical and my ex always used to moan that I should keep it that way because it looked nice. Then again, he was a lying cheat. Fuck symmetry (and for that matter people who take pride in telling others that ink makes them look ugly, everyone is different and beautiful in their own way, okay).

Putting the location aside, the next thing has been what the hell to get! When I was a teen, I’d always pictured myself with tonnes of film and music tattoos, Tim Burton iconography mixed together with artwork from Rancid and Deftones album covers. Luckily for me, times really do change. I still love Rancid as a band, did get Deftones album artwork tattooed a few years ago and, praise the Lord, the idea I had for a Nightmare Before Christmas sleeve has firmly been washed down the drain (I blush with embarrassment still thinking about it). Eventually film overtook my love for music, and film related tattoos have always been something I’d thought about, a way to celebrate and show my love for the medium. But how? Being a huge sexploitation and Russ Meyer fan I’ve often thought about getting a beautiful pin-up done but, sometimes, they don’t always come out looking beautiful if you know what I mean… Which is why I went and got Stuntman Mike’s car logo from Death Proof tattooed on my ankle instead. As a fan of slasher films (which the film essentially is), Faster, Pussycat! Kill! Kill! (which Death Proof homages the shit out of) and skull and crossbones, it was the best fit.

Which got me thinking, why don’t I just turn my right calf (over time) into a horror leg of sorts. Not only would it provides hours of entertainment in watching my father groan about how disgusting it is (the Death Proof tattoo went down very well…) but would really encompass everything I’d always loved about tattoos; beauty, personality, individuality and artwork. Which is why I’m now getting a gorgeous, bleeding zombie forearm inked on the other side of my ankle. The fact that it was designed by legendary film poster artist Graham Humphreys, someone we know, for a film that involves other people we know, just makes it that little bit more personal. Excited doesn’t even begin to describe it. And who knows where I’ll go from there. I’ve always wanted a Creature from the Black Lagoon pin-up and the odd panel or so from the Scott Pilgrim books… One thing I know for sure is this, Jack Skellington ain’t setting a single bone near my skin.

Geek to Geek Chic – Nails To Hammer Home

12 Jul

Occasionally, I like to spend hours online searching out cool stuff that makes my heart swell up with happiness. A few months back, it was looking at some of the most amazing, geeky cakes I had ever seen. This month, it’s been some pretty damn cool nail art. Now, once in a while I like to make my nails look pretty but some of these are really taking it to the next level. So sit back and let these pictures inspire you to do something pretty with your fingertips tonight. Credit has been given where I’ve found it but if you see one of your designs on here and it’s not credited to yourself, drop me an email and I’ll include it!

Nightmare On Elm Street/Freddy Krueger by Sonoma Nail Art (she is particularly talented, her website is a must visit, she’s done a tonne of cool ideas!)

Street Fighter nails

Domo nails

comic-strip inspired Batman

Pikachu

black and white Universal Monsters

horror movie icons

Sailor Scout nails by fromchaoscomesbeauty

Twin Peaks nails by Nevor Purify

My Neighbour Totoro

Wonder Woman nails by Diava’s Lacquer Box

The Rocky Horror Picture Show

Disney’s Up

The Little Mermaid

Beauty and The Beast

Indiana Jones nails

Scott Pilgrim by The Nailasaurus

Pokeball nails

Star Wars nails

(500) Days of Summer by The Nailasaurus

Creature From The Black Lagoon by Sonoma Nail Art

Jaws 2

Toy Story

Pikachu

Kill Bill by Nailitist

Marvel Heroes by Omnails

Star Trek

Dazed and Confused (a personal favourite of mine, if anyone would like to paint this on my nails for my birthday I can promise you I’ll love you forever)

Harry Potter

Geek to Geek Chic – Let There Be Cake!

7 Apr

I have made no secret of the fact that I bloody love cake. Cream cakes, sponge cake, birthday cake, iced cake, cupcakes, cake – I love it (but not ginger cake, carrot cake or fruit cake). So this Easter I thought ‘What’s better than chocolate?’. The answer, chocolate cake. Inspired by some incredibly delicious WWE themed cupcakes that a friend of mine made for my boyfriend’s recent birthday, I decided to search the internet for the cakes that pleased my inner geek. And boy, did I find some impressive spectacles. I warn you, this post is another that’s very heavy on the pictures but they are all well worth the waiting time to load. Have credited where I can but if you spot your cake on here and it’s not credited, tell me and I’ll add it in! Ladies and gents, I present a few of the geekiest cakes I could find. If you know of any others, leave a link in the comments box below!

Watchmen cupcakes by Sweet Lizzy’s Cupcakes

Avengers birthday cake

Corpse Bride wedding cake

Friday 13th birthday cake by Your Happy Baker

Pokemon cupcakes by Polkadots

Star Wars Millennium Falcon birthday cake

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles birthday cake

Jurassic Park cake by CMNY cakes

Sailor Moon cupcakes by The Sweet Treat Leap

Alien inspired wedding cake

Sonic birthday cake

Evil Dead inspired cake by Karen Zinna

Star Wars Max Rebo birthday cake

Twin Peaks cupcakes

Where The Wild Things Are wedding cake

Cheetara birthday cake

Back To The Future cake

Death Proof cupcakes by Clares Cupcakes

A Nightmare Before Christmas wedding cake

Little Shop of Horrors cupcakes by Shane Russell

Star Wars ATAT cake

Alien themed cake

Ghostbusters wedding cake by Charm City Cakes

Indiana Jones golden idol cake

Friday 13th cupcakes by Alicia Zak

A Nightmare on Elm Street cake

Ramona Flowers bag cake by jennyvier

Star Trek Borg cupcakes

Kill Bill birthday cake by Cake Rhapsody

Frankenstein and his Bride wedding cake, complete with angry mobsters!

WallE birthday cake

Thundercats cupcakes by The Baking Bird

Buffy the Vampire Slayer cake by Cake Nouveau

Evil Dead cake

Scott Pilgrim cupcakes by sweetheartcupcake

Venom cake

King Kong inspired cake by Rosebud Cakes

Sailor Moon/Tuxedo Mask cake

Vintage comic book cakes by Charm City Cakes

A Nightmare Before Christmas wedding cake by Pink Cake Box

Optimus Prime cake

Watchmen cupcakes