This day in 1978 saw the release of the most notorious grindhouse flick of all time: I Spit on Your Grave, aka Day of the Woman.

Inspired by the director’s experience helping a rape victim in New York, I Spit on Your Grave stars silent film star Buster Keaton’s grand-niece Camille Keaton as a writer who is secluding herself in a cabin in the woods when a four men brutally attack her and tear up her manuscript.

After she recovers, the victim takes her revenge by hunting down and killing her attackers, hanging one, castrating one in a hot tub, killing another with an axe, and disemboweling the last with the propeller of a motorboat.

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Tits the season to jack your lantern! Join Mr Skin now in a countdown of the most arousing fright fests ever made. From flesh-packed slasher flicks to lesbian vampire chow-downs to haunted houses filled with screaming hotties, this randy round-up of more-than-just-hair-raising horror hits won’t leave you with a hollow wiener.

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20. American Psycho (2000)

NUDES: Samantha Mathis (breasts), Cara Seymour (breasts, lesbian), Krista Sutton (breasts, butt, lesbian), Guinevere Turner (breasts)

THE SCARY-HOT SKINNY: Adapted from a notorious novel by Bret Easton Ellis, American Psycho showcases future Batman Christian Bale as a 1980s Wall Street yuppie who lives in high style and kills with equally high intensity. In addition to Samantha Mathis sharing her mammaries, Chloë Sevigny and Reese Witherspoon also sexily heat up the screen. Still, it’s Bale’s deadly dalliance with two classy call girls (Cara Seymour and Krista Sutton) that renders American Psycho a skin classic. After all, this film contains the ultimate incitement to lesbian analingus: “Don’t just stare at it, eat it!”

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To visit New York City in the 21st century, particularly its central Times Square district, is to be overwhelmed by dazzling modern commerce and family-friendly corporate entertainment at its most visually spectacular.

Such was not always the case. Just consider what motivated an organization called Women Against Pornography (WAP, for short) to march on Times Square on this date in 1979.

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A Skintroduction to Mr Skin's Man in the Feels

Editor's Note: McBeardo is Mr Skin’s resident sexpert on weird, cult, fringe, midnight, underground and/or any other extreme form of skinema.

He reports from the frontlines and backrooms of most skintimidating screening halls on the planet – not the least of which is the place where he keeps his couch.

The opinions of McBeardo are not necessarily those of Mr Skin, MrSkin.com, or any related affiliates. The ideas as to what constitutes a “wild time” are definitely not Mr Skin’s, period.

Please click McBeardo's mitt on the magnifincent bosom on Nekromistress to go to the next page and read his first column. more…

Two years before The Texas Chain Saw Massacre and three whole decades before the “torture porn” outrages of the Saw and Hostel franchises, director Wes Craven’s Last House on the Left set a new standard for fright-flick brutality by merging merciless violence with horrific sexuality.

Last House on the Left changed movies forever -- all movies, not just exploitation films -- and it made its first indelible marks on this date in 1972

Press play for sample of what makes Last House remain so shocking, then leap forward to learn more about this milestone of mayhem. more…

Mr. Skin is your kind of guy. Just look at this website. Now imagine that his knowledge, expertise, and quick way with a quip about pubic mounds could be transformed into an easy-to-carry, all-skinclusive, one-stop reference book covering the very best of the breast in what's nude on home video. more…

This past April I, Alix Lakehurst, was named Tromette of the Month. This placed me in an elite company of previous monthly Tromette honorees, as well as the women of Troma Films themselves-the original, immortal Tromettes who ignite the silver screen with searing star power and fresh, funky eroticism as unique as Troma itself. more…

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