Our recent recommendations for The Cube
They are the gods of cinephile hellfire, and they’ll die (again) if they want to! Bowing out after 150 offerings of B-movie obscurity, HFC does the DIY sci-fi double: Sun Ra’s astral emigration jazz odyssey Space is the Place + the rare-screened UFO cult, public-access, past-life improv madness of The Arrival. Come drown your obscure tears in the bar after, with original press giallo soundtracks played on very dirty needles. RIP!
HELLFIRE VIDEO CLUB GOES OUT OF THIS WORLD at The Cube.
Weeks before Salo’s release, Pasolini was beaten, set on fire, and run over with a car several times. What unfolds on screen is barely any less harrowing. Salò is among cinema’s most stomach-turning simulations of cruelty and degradation: excrement is consumed, tongues are severed, eyes are gouged, flesh is scorched… this is an anti-Eurosleaze landmark reserved for the iron-gutted.
Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom 8pm at The Cube.
Puppets for the people, by the people: after a two-day workshop guided by Beanpig Puppets’ unsteady hands, a new array of freshly hatched chaos creations will be turning the Cube boards into a one-off surrealist wonderland of DIY puppet performance. Guaranteed to be beautifully batshit… Nessun Dorma eat your heart out!
The People's Puppet Opera at The Cube.
The erstwhile emos at ETN call on Aloisius' blown-out improv chaos for an evening of outsider sonics. Aloisius takes a loose and euphoric stance on spiritual jazz, no-wave and New Weird America mutation, pairing perfectly with Paling’s mysterious post-rock meltdowns and Lily Montague’s glitch-damaged slowcore. Big FFO: Still House Plants, Jackie-O Motherfucker, Talk Talk, Voice Actor.
Noid #16 with Life Is Beautiful's founder Aloisius, Bristol mathy upstarts Paling and avant-electronica from Lily Montague
The Cube launches a Pride-celebrating series of classics and curios from the glittering vault of 90s queer cinema. Kicking things off is Fucking Åmål, a timeless, sensitive depiction of teen angst and hopeless gay yearning in small-town Sweden which (rightly) catapulted Lukas Moodysson to directorship stardom. I WANNA KNOW WHAT LOVE IIIIS!
We launch our 90s Queer Sleaze season with this coming-of-age classic, a painfully hilarious depiction of growing up queer in a shit town.