Mondo Mondays boldly goes where no respectable film series has gone before, flying at warp speed into the final frontier of bad movie madness with the one-and-only WILLIAM SHATNER!

“When the demons of evil take all power of reason … only IMPULSE remains!” No piece of scenery is left unchewed when the one-and-only William Shatner flips his wig and goes on a cracked killing spree in this psychotronic horror flick that has to be seen to be believed!

Impulse just may be the most insane ‘must-see’ film you’ve never heard of … if you love The Shatner, this is essential viewing.” – Eat My Brains

In Impulse, “The Shat” plays a paranoid, leisure-suit-wearing gigolo named Matt Stone who seduces lonely women, steals their money via an investment scam, and then kills them. When he begins seeing an attractive widow named Ann, her annoying little daughter Tina becomes suspicious of his motives, leading to a whole lot of hilarious absurdity. An ultra-low budget ‘70s schlock fest filmed in beautiful Tampa, Florida, Impulse has plenty of primo bad movie madness to offer on its own, but once Shatner gets revved up (which happens pretty much during his very first scene), the film really blasts off into the stratosphere of brain-melting mondo insanity. Cackling, gnashing his teeth, gyrating wildly to Persian music and generally behaving like an escaped mental patient, Shatner’s unhinged performance will have your jaw hitting the floor as he goes apes**t and attacks someone roughly every 15 minutes or so (including some guy named “Karate Pete,” played by Harold Sakata, aka “Odd Job” from Goldfinger), sometimes for no other reason than because the script told him to. As if that’s not enough, Shatner’s polyester-puckered wardrobe of monstrous pimp suits, floppy fedoras, tight bell bottoms and striped muscle shirts pretty much seals the deal. An outrageously awful mix of kitsch, sleaze and unintentional comedy, Impulse is Grade-A, gold-plated crud with a Shatner twist that no self-respecting bad movie fan should even consider missing. (Dir. by William Grefe, 1974, USA, 82 mins., Rated R)