Beatniks snap, bongo drums roll, and blood spills for art. In Roger Corman’s A Bucket of Blood, Dick Miller plays Walter Paisley—a lonely busboy who sculpts corpses into art and stumbles into underground fame. Shot in five days on leftover sets, it’s a jet-black satire on fame, fraud, and the fine line between outsider art and outright madness. Cheap, clever, and cruel. Corman at his most acidic—and Miller never more tragic, or more iconic.