Yeah, you don't want to go into overload. A tall order o' cheese can either constipate or cause another kind o' unwanted mess. I've been going from sub-genre to sub-genre, too, but I guess everything falls into "exploitation." The Stuff - I haven't seen that one since the "hay day" of pawn shop-jumping. But that's cool that you accept the curdled milk chunks into your life now.
That's a good line-up. Admittedly, I haven't seen Death Spa yet nor Patrick Still Lives. I've got all these fucking movies collecting dust physically and on my ex-HDs.
Street Trash. If you like Henenlotter films, it should appease.
Well, lemme know if you do sink your teeth into Class of 1999. It's best accompanied with a spliff, if you're into the cheebs. I'm going to watch it again, soon.
What's the significance of "Zeke?" And It was pretty funny when Wood starts tweaking, I'll give it that.