SLIME CITY - review by Grizzly

"Nicole practices voodoo as hard as she does fellatio"

The 80's was all about slime.

This kind of slime:

Slime is the staple of B-movie cheese. It comes out of mouths in a vomitous form, it drips down walls in haunted places, rubber monster-suit men leave it in a trail to the sewer (and upon the boob), it's the by-product of a magic spell, a sentient-like outer-space evil attached to your face. And if you get it on you - you will mutate. Guaranteed. You will mutate like a mother-fucker.

But what is slime?



The novelty Mattel slime in the picture that kicks off this review is made of Guar gum - the Endosperm of Guar beans. I didn't really read the wiki page and I'm not a biologist but this shit is basically flower jizz. Which pretty much explains why it's green. Turns out flower cum is pretty much the main ingredient in beer and bread too, making most of us gay by default. 

But this Endosperm is nature's slime, it's all that is good and pure - it's certainly not the kind of slime that mutates you. The kind of slime that disrupts society and corrupts individual minds (are you following this?) is the man made slime. The stinky low-down 80's slime. The kind of slime you get in Slime City (imdb).

In Slime City Alex drinks a glowing green wine (Endosperm!) created by a group of downtown NYC  alchemists in a bid for eternal life. It turns him into a sexually perverted mutant with a taste for murder. A kind of slime inspired Jack the Ripper with Invisible Man bandages. This penchant for beating people to death (and eating their arms with his stomach) spells trouble for Alex's relationship with his girlfriend.

Especially given he is ultimately destined to take part inone of the greatest gore-fest finales in the history of film.

And you must see Slime City, if for no other reason.

Well... that and the lingerie dance scene...