Now is the winter of our discontent ...

With Summer of Satan unequivocally in the lead in the poll for next year's big retrospective, and two particularly contentious titles standing out as favourite choices for the third anniversary double bill this weekend, I got to thinking about (a) doing a "winter of something" mini-fest during the last month and a half of 2o1o and (b) following up last night's review of 'Black Mama, White Mama' with a few more exploitation titles.

So welcome to the Winter of Discontent. Six weeks of anything any everything that's exploitative, controversial, provocative, decadent, dark and nasty. We'll be cruising through the cinematic equivalent of the Reperbahn, dropping the window and propositioning the kind of movies your mother warned you about.

We've got an is-it-art-or-is-it-porn classic, one of the nastiest of the video nasties, Christina Lindberg with an eyepatch and whatever else that's shocking or seedy that I can dig out of the collection or track down on the net. The whole nefarious show kicks off tomorrow with an incredibly hard to find giallo; we'll be toasting Edwige Fenech and Anita Strindberg and ordering in J&B by the crate.