Spacedisco One
Article by: Witney Seibold
Many people in L.A., especially those even tangentially connected to the vast film industry, have probably heard the title “Reflections of Evil” whispered in hushed tones. It was often brought up in the hallways of b-movie studios and many other straight-to-video production houses. I heard it bandied about much when I interned for Roger Corman back in the day. “Reflections of Evil” was none other than a short straight-to-video experimental horror/collage film of a homeless man going mad and vomiting on the streets of
Hollywood.
