After Hours Celebration

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Five nights of late movies and one fabulous late night party! If there are three things that define After Hours, they are camp, titillation and lots of action. What is After Hours all about in '98? Lots of camp, lots of titillation and lots and lots of action. We kick things off with Fudoh: The New Generation. The story of a vengeful Yakuza prince and his gang of kiddie killers, Fudoh delivers the goods and then some. It moves at the speed of a Tokyo/Osaka bullet train, and as long as you can handle a little bit or, perhaps a lot of gore, you'll be just fine. The X in The Story of X stands for X-rated. The film travels back to the teens to find some of the earliest examples of pornographic filmmaking, then wends its way thoughtfully and insightfully to the present. It's truly double-barreled entertainment: as scholarly as PBS, as titillating as Times Square (well, you know, before Disney moved in). Forbidden City Cop is as hilarious as its title. Guaranteed: you'll start howling during the title sequence a campy takeoff of the James Bond openings and won't stop until the lights come up, or you bust a gut, whichever comes first. Fame is an American obsession. We want it, need it, can't live without it, even though we can't conceive of the consequences. Fame Whore is a very sharp, very funny cautionary tale, a this-could-be-you story, much needed in this age of celebrity mania. But don't worry, unlike medicine, it goes down easy. We wrap up After Hours with a late night classic, Bloodsucking Freaks (The Director's Cut). Ghouls, gore and bimbettes oh, and by the way, someone gets drilled through the head. What more could denizens of midnight madness desire? Join us after the head-drilling at South First Billiards, After Hours celebration destination, for pool and potent potables. - John Porter