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A Tribute to John Polonia

There’s a famous quote about The Velvet Underground’s first album: only 3000 people bought it, but all of those people went out and started their own band the next day. In an era where music was becoming increasingly slick and polished, the Velvets were defiantly raw, proudly flaunting their seams and helping thousands of people understand that art and creative expression was something that anyone could, and should, achieve.

Mark and John Polonia are the cinematic equivalents of the Velvet Underground. Two of the most passionate film fans on the planet, these twin brothers have spent the last twenty years churning out dozens of direct-to-video horror flicks, earning a rabid cult following for their endearing blend of impoverished budgets and stunning creativity… and inspiring hundreds of fans to pick up a camera themselves.

Movie critics have not always been kind to them, but to watch a Polonia Brothers film is to watch a film that’s in on the joke — witness the (intentionally) hilarious How to Slay a Vampire, in which the titular creature cheerfully drinks a cup of tea, but substitutes a bloody tampon for a teabag. Or Peter Rottentail, in which an evil spirit wearing a tattered rabbit suit opens up a can of whoopass on a small Pennsylvania town. (The movie’s tag line: “You’ll Have a Bad Hare Day!”). Or Razorteeth, a pirhana flick shot partially (and obviously) in Mark Polonia’s swimming pool. Or Saurians, a delightful dinosaur adventure made for the cost of a Burger King combo meal, but containing more excitement and entertainment value than either of the Jurassic Park sequels.

But even if they lacked big budgets, the Polonia Brothers’ films have always had an unmistakable handmade charm to them — a sweetness and eagerness to please, made by two brothers with a real “Let’s put on a show!” mentality. I can’t think of any other filmmakers whose work so often possesses this sense of unabashed fun and excitement. Even after two decades of moviemaking, Mark and John never lost that wide-eyed sense of wonder at actually being behind (and sometimes in front of) the camera, and it shows.

John Polonia’s sudden death this week at the devastatingly young age of 39 was a crushing blow. To many, John was nothing more than a name on the back of a video box, or that goofy guy who died so memorably in The House That Screamed. Those people will, at the very least, mourn a staunch advocate of no-budget filmmaking, and a man whose generosity and mentorship to other aspiring directors helped create the direct-to-video horror movement.

But those of us who were fortunate enough to know John Polonia as a person and not just as an indie film icon will mourn the man himself. When I think of John, I will remember not just his movies, but a great friend with the most infectious laugh I’ve ever heard. I will remember a cinema fan with a rabid love of Argento, Bava, and Romero, who forgot more about giallo films than I’ll ever know. I will remember the simultaneously excited and nervous father-to-be who picked my brain for parenting advice shortly before the birth of his beloved son. And I will remember the man who never stopped being a champion and advocate of my own work, even when I had long since given up on myself.

Friday’s memorial service for John, held in his hometown of Wellsboro, Pennsylvania, was a beautiful affair. Not surprisingly, the event was packed with family and friends who wanted to say farewell to a man whose life touched so many people. Frequent Polonia Brothers actor Brice Kennedy and I were fortunate enough to share some personal anecdotes and warm memories of John as part of the service, an opportunity for which I’ll be forever grateful.

And although I’m sure they knew, I was very happy for the chance to remind John’s family, particularly Mark, how much John’s friendship meant to me over the years.

How sobering that I never thought to tell John himself.

John Polonia loved movies, and the people who made them. And although 39 years was far too little time to have him with us, we can at least take solace in the fact that his was a life well-lived, rich with cinematic success, and overflowing with family and friends who loved him. We should all be so lucky.

Thank you, John. Thank you, Mark.

With all my love and respect,
-Joe Barlow
Scranton, PA (formerly Wellsboro)


Jeffrey Barlow: Movie Mogul?

So it turns out I’m no longer the only filmmaker in the Barlow household! Three days ago, as he was getting ready for school, my son Jeffrey informed me that he had a great idea for “the ultimate horror film” and he wanted me to help him make it. (Keep in mind Jeffrey has never seen a horror movie in his life.)

Intrigued, I asked him to pitch the story to me. His idea concerns a vampire, a werewolf, a zombie, a mummy, and (my personal favorite) a “skeleton robot” who team up to kill humans. Each of them shares their knowledge and techniques with the others, so the vampire teaches everyone how to drink blood, the werewolf teaches them how to “eat flesh” (his phrase), etc. By pooling their knowledge, they all become better killers.

I thought it was a pretty creative idea for a seven year-old — especially the skeleton robot. (I’ve been rewatching the Terminator films recently for the podcast, and Jeffrey said he got the idea for the robot from the T2 DVD artwork. He hasn’t seen the movie.)

Still, some facets of the plot aren’t entirely worked out — when I asked Jeffrey what the zombie would teach, for instance, he said he didn’t know. So his twin brother Bryan pipes up with “How about a math or computer class?” Well, Jeffrey loved that idea, so my two boys are joining forces to further develop the plot. They’re going to get back to me after they’ve figured out a bit more of the story.

This is going to be the best movie ever, just you wait and see!

In other news, episode 102 of the podcast was released this week. Here’s the iTunes show description:

Cinemaslave #102: No Country for Old Songwriters

Inspired by the abundance of Terminator movies he’s been watching lately, Joe decides to fend off his current head cold by sending Arnold Schwarzenegger back in time to give him some chicken soup before he got sick. It didn’t work, so please excuse the sniffles and coughs this week.

Who would believe that Joe would discover his two favorite films of 2007 within 24 hours of each other? Not Joe, that’s for sure. But it happened, and your intrepid host is bursting at the seams to spread his love for the Coen Brothers’ mesmerizing No Country for Old Men, and the haunting Irish anti-musical, Once. But then he has to ruin the fun by bringing up Terminator 3. He’s sorry.


Not playing in a Scranton theater near you * No Country for Old Men * Once * Listener feedback * Terminator 2 memories * Silent movie comedians finally get their due * Rob Zombie’s Halloween: A Rebuttal * Pixar and the Visual Revolution * Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines

Play episode #102 here or visit the main site