Hot off the release of the infamously gruesome 1999 j-horror film Audition, director Takashi Miike followed up with the frenetic ultra-violent Ichi The Killer, a film based off the graphic manga comic of the same name. You’ll be forgiven in thinking that the image of the white-faced man on the poster with the “Glasgow smile" scars belongs to our protagonist Ichi, who is timid and cowardly until his anger is triggered, turning him into an animalistic sadistic madman. No. That face belongs to Kakihara, a yakuza played by Japanese heartthrob Tadanobu Asano and Ichi's soon to be equal who’s masochistic streak pushes him to seek painful pleasures in the most extreme ways. Kakihara is about to match Ichi's freak.

The infamous image of a sweaty snake-wielding Britney Spears at the 2001 VMAs has Salma Hayak’s smokin’ hot vampiress, Satanico Pandemonium, to thank in this Tarantino-penned cult vampire western. After the Gecko brothers (Clooney and Tarantino) successfully jump the Mexican border with hostages in tow, they finally end up at a rowdy trucker bar called The Titty Twister to lay low till sunrise. As silence befalls the chaos, Hayak’s bikini-clad sultry performance is one that would have had you ruining your VHS tape rewinding & re-playing over and over again. Not a dry seat in the house… until she tries to eat you. I think most of us would let her eat us.

Another film based on a graphic manga comic, in a dystopian near-future where the hatred of “today’s yoof” has gotten so extreme that they have set up a televised “Running Man”-style TV show in which a school class of teenagers are forced on an island to fight to the death – only one survivor alone can win and end the game. As if that wasn’t fucked up enough, the organisers throw in a couple wild cards to the mix – enter Kazuo, the wild haired, punky psychotic older kid who who seems to relish racking up his kills. Some speculate that he even signed up for fun. Either way, the madness behind his eyes is rousing as hell and this film would not be anywhere near as fun without him.

Chris is the WORST kind of villain – a mean teenage girl. Like butter wouldn’t melt. Of course she’s pretty, charismatic and influential, but she also happens to be one of the nastiest, most spiteful and cruellest of characters written in literary and cinematic history (Stephen King reigns). Her diabolical bullying of Carrie to the point of triggering her murderous revenge rampage has audiences pretty much agreeing that the punishment really did fit the crime.

A worthy sequel to the popular franchise which resurrects even more silly fun ghostly apparitions that need a-bustin’ in 1980s New York City. At the centre of the supernatural capers is the legendary Vigo, a medieval ruler famous for his tyrannical tendencies (he would’ve been besties with Vlad the Impaler and Rasputin, I reckon), whose evil spirit is trapped in a painting, waiting to be released. The fact that most of Vigo’s screentime is via his formidable grimace on an inanimate painting is a testament of his menacing presence.

Obsessive fandom has never been more spine-chilling than Kathy Bate’s Oscar-winning role as Annie Wilkes, who rescues her favourite writer, Paul, from a car wreck, only to keep him imprisoned by her deluded kindness. But no matter how psychotic she becomes, there’s a child-like vulnerability in Annie that, although I'm rooting for Paul to escape, I find myself wanting her to find some semblance of an ever-after too. No?? Just me then! Another masterfully written villain courtesy of Stephen King.