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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 13, 2015 16:36:44 GMT -5
What's this, you ask? Telly reviews movies now? Will this be a series? Are there gonna be dick jokes?
Don't worry, before I get into the movie I shall explain myself. Well I'll give it my best try anyway.
I'm a long time horror fan and have watched quite some flicks in my time. In the genre, you naturally have lots that can be considered b-movies. Technically speaking, you could
call the entire horror movie genre a b-genre, since they are comparatively cheap to make. Yet in this series (?) I will take a look at the more obscure ones, even by horror standards.
This has two purposes:
The first is that there's a chance at least some of you pop-culture junkies haven't seen the movie I talk about and I'm actually telling someone something new.
The second is I get to shill some little known movies I like a lot.
So you shouldn't read these as reviews, they're more like recommendations.
I'm not sure if this really is going to be a series. At the moment, I have no idea what the next installment should be and I have no idea if anybody even wants to read these
so let's just see where this goes.
I'm not very creative, so I was going to call this "Telly watches a B-Movie" but I didn't want to steal Citric's bit so I decided to steal
from the late great Siskel&Ebert instead.
I'm not actively planning dick jokes but I'll see if I can work something in.
One note regarding spoilers: I will avoid real spoilers, if I really feel the need to talk about a spoilery scene at length I will write spoiler in big letters and
make it so you must click it to open if that's possible here. I will learn how to do that if necessary. But no spoilers in this one, so no worries. Unless you consider
something like "Five young people go for a vacation, not all of them make it back" a spoiler, then I can't help you.
So, deep breath, here goes:
The Devil's Rock
(2011, New Zealand)
It's the June 5th, 1944, Captain Ben Grogan and Sergeant Joe Tane are on a sabotage raid mission, landing via kayak on Forau, a small island in the british channel.
They begin to crawl their way up the beach, Grogan checking every inch of sand with his knife. You see from the beginning that he is a serious and thorough
man. His Sergeant Joe on the other hand is the more talkative, partying type. He can't stop talking about the girls he will date when he makes it back home,
constantly trying to hook his Captain up, too. But Ben Grogan is having none of it, there are first hints at a special girl at home. In fact, he gets so annoyed
that he declares "to walk it". Joe, burdened with dragging the kayak up the beach, can't quite keep in the footsteps of Ben and soon we hear a familiar "click" sound.
(And there you have it, characters introduced, some hints at backstory, relation to each other established with a little banter, *boom* we care about them; dangerous situation, *tadaah*, suspense!
It's not that hard, Hollywood! Also none of this is a spoiler because we're still just five minutes into the movie.)
After safely making it to the woods, nearing the big cannon they're supposed to blow up, they start to hear screams, gunshots and ...laughter.
I won't go further into what they encounter, let's just say an insanely hot, man-eating demon bitch may be involved.
This movie uses it's tight budget extremely well. There are a few CGI shots, mostly the defensive structures and the fortress in the establishing shots. The big cannon is
CGI as well, but the don't have the actors run around it so it doesn't stand out. All in all, they try to go with practical effects whenever they can, sometimes going
the "better show nothing and leave it to the imagination than show a crappy effect"-route. In a key shot at the end, there's a CGI-effect which I bet was longer
but they just showed the last second of it.
But don't get me wrong, there's still lots of blood and gore in this one.
The Devil's Rock doesn't bring anything new to the table but does what it does really well and, with a running time of just 83 minutes, is one of the rare movies
that I wanted to go on for a little longer.
So, if you like horror movies and you know you can never go wrong with Nazis dabbling in the occult this is gonna be a treat
OF COCK
Stray observation: The gratuitous german is surprisingly accurate. Some bad pronunciations and some lines you would phrase differently but otherwise fine.
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 19, 2015 17:08:08 GMT -5
So there I was looking through my movies to find the next entry for the series and I come across this one. I don't even know since when I had this and have never seen it. Maybe I have gone a little overboard with, erm, collecting horror movies in the 00's. Deliberately not checking out IMDB, I went into this one with an open mind. I am now open-mindedly hating Incubus (2006)The warning signs come early, the first name popping up in the credits is Tara Reid. I mean she was okay in Scrubs and maybe one other thing but she is by no means a good actress and her filmography, well *cough* Sharknado etc. There's a cold open, we see a scientist guy in a lab coat hammering at a door, screaming to be let out. Dude, that door doesn't look too sturdy and you have a motherfucking crowbar in your hand! Anyway, he quickly changes his mind and starts to pursue "Miriam", a woman in a lab coat. She hides but gets caught in the most overplayed way possible, they struggle, cut to bald and naked guy strapped in a chair opening his eyes. Then we're introduced to Tara Reid's character, a medical school student, quite the downgrade from anthropologist but still, yeah. She, her brother and four or five other uninteresting people had a car accident. We never see that and I have to admit I kind of liked that approach. No money for stunts? Just get a wrecked car, roll it on it's side in a field and have the characters stand around it and say "Whoa, glad we all made it out there fine". Since there is no cellphone reception, because of course there isn't, they decide to leave the road and walk to their campsite. This is the first in a series of very stupid decisions, the movie works exclusively on those. They come across a fenced building that's "Not on the map". Naturally, they decide to abseil into an conveniently open shaft. From there on the movie plays in a secluded space much like last week's entry tolerabilityindex.freeforums.net/thread/2994/telly-movies-devils-rockUnlike The Devil's Rock however, Incubus doesn't manage to make use of this. We never get a sense of the proportion of this place or how the hallways and rooms are connected. Lots of clicheed things happen. A rope breaks, two huge flashlights die within twenty minutes. Both while the second female character is holding onto them, I wonder what she does with these. Tara Reid's brother gets killed and that's the movie's biggest problem. From there on Tara Reid cries a lot. There is some horror in this movie after all. But on the blood and gore front, there's not much about this. Characters bleed a lot, there must have been fake blood sell out, but we never see gaping skulls or anything. There are some tongues bitten off but that's about it. Although I did learn that a bitten off tongue isn't problematic in terms of blood loss and also not hindering speech in the slightest. The sad thing about this is that this could have been an entertaining little B-Movie, but this one takes itself dead serious and neither the script nor the actors are good enough for that. They are bad enough for some unintentional hilarity but it's by far not enough to make this one enjoyable. About the only situation I can recommend this one for is drinking or smoking yourself to sleep at 3 in the morning, there are worse movies to pass out to. I hope I can make a new, proper entry within this week, if only to get this stinker out of my system. Stray Observations: - It's 2006's Tara Reid, any decent b-movie director would have found a way to shoe-horn at least a shower scene into this. - Apparently, I had this on a hard drive since 2007. I should get that movie collection organized sometime. |
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 20, 2015 13:28:45 GMT -5
After walking blindly into a so bad it's bad movie yesterday, I watched a classic to get my mind off crying Tara Reid.
I hadn't seen this in ages, so here's my shameless shilling for
Hollywood Chainsaw Hookers (1988)
Do I even need to get further into a movie that begins with this disclaimer by Fred Olen Ray:
The CHAINSAWS used in this Motion Picture are REAL and DANGEROUS.
They are handled by seasoned professionals.
The makers of this Motion Picture advice strongly against anyone attempting these stunts at home.
Especially when you're naked and about to engage in strenous SEX.
-My conscience is clear
It stars Gunnar Hansen as the leader of an ancient chainsaw cult, Michelle Bauer is one of the titular hookers, Linnea Quigley is a new cult member and stripper.
I think this must be repeated: Gunnar Hansen and chainsaws, Michelle Bauer and Linnea Quigley in roles that require them to be naked a lot.
We start off in the sleazy bar/chainsaw cult base of operations where Michelle Bauer approaches a new "customer". She informs him that she is not a hooker, but a lady who occasionally provides services...
Here's what some don't like about the movie. It is a full on comedy and a lot of the jokes fall really flat. But there's still enough like the above line that make it work and a lot of 80's cheeziness to make up for the bad ones.
And tits. And blood. And bloody tits. A lot.
After luring the John to her place, Michelle Bauer is soon naked and dismembers him with a chainsaw. Again, I must repeat: Michelle Bauer, full frontal, wielding a chainsaw, getting splattered with blood. I should mention she's wearing a bathing cap.
Then we meet Jack Chandler, a private dick (heh) who presents us the story in the Mickey Spillane way, sitting at his typewriter with the occasional narration to the proceedings. This can get a little annoying but sometimes gets a good laugh out of it. A scene where his narration and the conversation happening on screen don't quite match has me cracking up every time.
After dicking around (heh heh) for some time, Chandler tracks down the girl (Quigley) he's hired to find and the evil chainsaw cult that attracted her. It all ends in a ceremony to appease the ancient chainsaw gods. Linnea Quigley performs the Virgin Dance of the two Chainsaws before coming to her senses and going chainsawo a chainsawo with Michelle Bauer. All this really happens in this movie.
So if you haven't seen it, or it's been a while, grab some cheap booze and get ready for 24 inches of fun!
Stray Observations:
- The Chainsaw is the cosmic link by which all things are united.
- I'm still waiting for the sequel promised in the credits: Studend Chainsaw Nurses: Bad to the bone
- Did I mention there's a lot of tits in this?
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 26, 2015 8:29:23 GMT -5
A few days ago I reviewed this one: tolerabilityindex.freeforums.net/thread/3027/telly-movies-stinker-edition-incubusand Nudeviking was hoping it was the 1966 "Esperanto Horror movie" Incubus starring William Shatner. Not wanting to dissapoint the man who went double-down for us, I watched Incubus (1966)  There are several ways to approach this film, the first would be to acknowledge it as what it wants to be; an arthouse film. The problem here is that it completely fails on that front. Stilted acting with dramatic pronunciation and long shots of wilderness (they're not dense and every image has very little going on) do not make instant Ingmar Bergman. So, let's look at it as a Horror movie, hey it's billed as one. That doesn't work to well either. A Horror movie has to have it's own set of rules. No matter how ridiculous these rules are, to be consistent it has to follow them. Here's where Incubus fails again. After establishing rules with painful exposition for twenty minutes (the usual, female demons seducing "corrupted" souls so Satan or whoever can drag them to hell, a healing well, one demon being dissatisfied with her job and wanting to get a pure soul etc.), the unfolding story ignores or breaks the rules constantly. This could be forgiven for full-on arthouse insanity, but not if you want to tell a compelling story. Kia, our little unruly demon, goes on a her quest to find a pure soul, ignoring her sister's warning about the dangers of love. BTW, neither make-up nor murky black&white can change the fact that the sister had better been cast as the mother. It's not that sibling-demons make more or less sense than demons having parents. Unless they all pop out of Satan's back. After finding out the local clergymen are no saints either (Stop the presses!) she finds her victim in Captain Kirk, who's been injured on duty and was send to a rural area with his sister to recover from his wound and get his mind of those damn Klingons. I know he's not Kirk in this but the thing makes so little sense, he might as well be. Kia overwatches them going to the magic well. Oh man, the magic well. It does a lot of things. Or not. Kirk drinks from it to heal his wound, but doesn't believe in the magical powers of the well. But it seems to work nonetheless, he doesn't need his crutch anymore and is seen chopping wood minutes later. That's when Kia makes her move... Ok, just bullet points from now on, wouldn't wanna spoil the fun. - I know it's the 1960's but shouldn't a demon bent on seducing men wear something that at least lets the men have a guess what her body could look like? - If you get a "welding flash" from looking into an eclipse too long, even though you been told that would happen, the best course of action is to run blindly through the woods. - The titular Incubus, which according to the rules is not that easy to summon and is then summoned easily, is just a guy. Milos Milos was more of a streetfighter/bodyguard than an actor, and eerie demon is not in his repertoire. - Shatner and the Incubus have a fight. The speed and choreography are akin to Kirk vs. the Gorn: Origins - Yes, the whole movie is in Esperanto. There are two theories why this is: One is to create an eerie, other-worldly feeling. Much like the long, lifeless pans across rural areas, this fails. It only makes the performances more wooden, even the Shat is quite restrained, but sometimes still gets his trademark smirking ham in there. The other one is Esperanto was chosen because of perceived greater international sales. That worked not so well in hindsight. - The Incubus turns into a goat via reaction shot in the end, and that's one of the few moments of unintentional fun in this one. All in all, this is a fairy tale and has meat for about 20 minutes, maybe you could remake this as part of a horror anthology series if you omit all the pretentious crap. I'm really not a Disney fan but when they adapt a fairy tale they know they have to invent side characters and put some songs in it to get to entertaining 90 minutes. Incubus stretches it's running time to about 75 minutes with a really, really slow pace which gives you lots of time to think about what you have done wrong in your life. Like watching Incubus on a sunday afternoon. Stray Observation: - The story of Milos Milos, the actor/streetfighter/Alain Delon bodyguard who played the "Incubus" is far more interesting that this movie. I think it's pretty safe to say he was murdered by Mickey Rooney. Where's the Serial on that? en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milos_MilosOh, and if you choose to ignore my warning, the whole movie (with subtitles) is on youtube: www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9sq4J838EwNext time at the B-Movies: Plane Dead aka Plane of the living Dead, which is miles above Snakes on a Plane, the movie it allegedly rips off. |
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Oct 14, 2017 8:08:22 GMT -5
After just a brief hiatus, we’re back!
On the menu today is 2007‘s Plane Dead. This movie has alternative titles but since this one is a pun it’s clearly the best so let’s go with it.
It got a little flak when it was released since it came out just around the same time as Snakes on a Plane and was branded as a rip off. From what I read about it this was just coincidence but it doesn‘t matter anyway, Plane Dead is just the better movie of the two.
After the credits, this movie already starts better than Snakes on a Plane, namely on a motherfuckin plane. We get introduced to our cast of characters via flight attendants bantering. One of them is planning a romantic time in Paris. This is a horror movie. Poor girl.
Cut to the pilots, who are talking about an armed guard on board.. They go on about some unusual cargo, and some guy named Dr. Benett responsible for it…
We get a glimpse at a strange box, apparently cooled in the cargo hold.
Cut to three scientists in first class arguing. As it turns out, the frozen cargo is the wife of one of them and he’s very uneasy about the whole situation. Dr. Benett calms him down. Despite being a bald man Dr. Benett is evil, we know from how he brushes his colleague’s worries aside and also by his evil beard.
Apparently a lot is at stake, so much it warrants freezing a person to cure her from whatever it was she got infected with. As we all know that’s how you treat ill people when there’s no cure available at their current location.
Back in coach we meet a cop and his prisoner because of course there’s a prisoner on board. There’s also two jocks, their cheerleader girlfriends, a nun, a famous golf player and his wife. He has a golden golf club with him and polishes it religously…
The inevitable heavy turbulences occur and the cooling system of the box breaks. The armed guard in the cargo hold is sufficiently idiotic enough to make matters worse.
We cut to the Pentagon where some military advisors explain the situation further and contemplate alarming the President.
Then we’re done with exposition and character introductions, the madness starts. Let’s just say within 20 minutes, there’s heavy turbulences, a lose prisoner and a zombie outbreak on a plane. Also fighter jets are in the air to blow it up!
With a set of characters like these (did I mention one of the pilots is on his last flight before retirement?) which can only be described as Premier League Zombie fodder, we’re in for a wild flight.
This is indeed a silly movie but Plane Dead knows that and plays it’s cards just right. There’s much fun but when it goes for tension it still goddamn works. Even in the somewhat serious moments in between the action you feel for these stereotypical characters but it doesn’t ruin the fun, and that’s a feat not many a movie manages.
It’s not a flawless movie, for example it can’t seem to decide if it has a score or not, in some action sequences a vague guitar shreddy soundtrack pops up but most of the time there’s no score to speak of. The CGI, mostly for the exterior plane shots, is quite rubbish but that is to be expected from a low budget movie. Most blood and gore effects are luckily real squids and make-up work, and that’s where it counts in a horror movie.
All in all it’s a fun but tense zombie comedy with a lot of creative deaths in it and if you’re into that (Who isn’t?) Plane Dead is your ticket.
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Oct 14, 2017 13:35:04 GMT -5
Also no, repulsionist, I haven't forgotten. Hershell Gordon Lewis is next! |
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Post by repulsionist on Oct 15, 2017 16:57:50 GMT -5
Gamblin' Telly, yippee, yahoo! Cannot wait to read through your thoughts about the greatest Direct Marketing master ever to set foot on this spinning rock.
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Post by Prole Hole on Oct 16, 2017 5:57:30 GMT -5
Well this sounds like an awesome way to waste a Friday night and a bottle of wine! Zombies On A Plane!
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Oct 9, 2018 6:03:37 GMT -5
I've tried and failed to get going with HGL twice now. Third time's the charm they say? I'll have to, the overreaching mods are already threatening to archive this.
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 3, 2019 4:17:07 GMT -5
All right, now I'm putting the pressure on myself.
Tomorrow afternoon I will watch HGL's Blood Feast and write about it. If I fail, again, I shall give myself to the pizza oven of the banned and deleted.
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Post by Prole Hole on Jan 3, 2019 14:42:04 GMT -5
WOOOOOO!
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 4, 2019 13:40:42 GMT -5
So here I go again, it's finally time for Herschell Gordon Lewis' Blood Feast (1963)Before I get into the movie itself, I want to talk a bit about how I first saw it, since that occasion was kind of the apex of my gorehounding, horror-addict days but also chimed in the end of them. It's not that I don`t like horror movies anymore, quite the opposite, but after getting up early on a sunday to see this in a double feature with 2000 Maniacs (which I remember being more "fun" than Blood Feast) the thought of maybe not watching them so excessively anymore started creeping up in my head.
Nonetheless I was very amused that afternoon, since we have genuine So Bad It's Good material here. I'm actually glad Lewis, "The inventor of gore cinema", was not a man who believed in his craft and had some message to the world but rather a hack in search of some quick cash. Imagine a type like Buttgereit in his place: Nonsensical violence, barely recognizable plots but somehow it's "Art". We dodged a bullet here.
No further dodging for me though, as I hit play.
We open our movie with a young lady entering her apartment. She turns the radio on and we get our narration via Police Announcement! Not great cinema but still better than flat out narration or a text crawl at the beginning, right?
So there's a killer on the lose, mutilating women. It's serious, the Police advises, or better orders, all women to stay inside. She is horrified for a moment but then turns the radio off and gets ready for a bath. Lady getting naked at the 1:30 minute mark. HGL sure knew his audience. Her lecture of choice is the book "Ancient Weird Religious Rites" because of course it is.
She doesn't get to read the book because she dozes off and within seconds our killer is there! A scream and she's done for. This is the first opportunity to look at the blood and gore effects. I remember once reading HGL's effects were "crude but believable" which is about half correct by modern standards. The main issue is that the blood is too bright a red. Our killer has, I think, stabbed her eye out. This is shown by her having an eye covered in said bright red stuff and our killer having... something on a skewer. The following shot of her sawed off leg is pretty good work though. As to why our killer needs body parts we'll get later, the credits didn't even roll yet. I should mention our killer is the world's worst Marty Feldman impersonator with spra-on grey hair.
After the credits we're at the "Homicide Bureau". The cops give more expostion, and their lines are hilariously stupid which is not covered up by their bad acting. Off to Fuad Ramses' Exotic Catering!
Mrs. Freemont enters in search of an unusual menu for her next dinner party. She's also in search of her british accent which she lost after speaking for 3 seconds. but she has come to the right place! Marty Feldman indeed caters unusual events! She's totally into his idea of an "Ancient Egyptian Feast" but he still hypnotizes her to agree, which she did already. Hey, we get the trademark shot of his eyes which is supposed to be terrifying. No idea why I have to laugh every time I see it. Don't make a drinking game out of this unless you can drink like a russian construction worker. There's no word what will actually be on the menu, what it will cost and where Mrs. Freemont lives but he'll bring it all next Saturday, 6:30 sharp.
Marty now goes to worship his goddess Ishtar in a backroom of his catering service. As one does.
Back to the police office, their only clue is a book club some of the murdered were in. But now we're at the beach at night! A couple making out is made by Marty. The boyfriend, who was only knocked out, is reacting to her death with glorious bad overacting.
Her parents are now at the Police Station. The dad uses the same spray-on grey hair-color as our killer. Coincidence? No, HGL just didn't get enough guys who looked old enough for their roles.
She was in the book club too! Now the police will investigate! No, first it's more murder. A drunk sea captain brings a blonde to her motel room/apartment and there's some awful, awful violin (?) playing over it. Guess the sound for those exterior shots were crap so HGL edited "music" over it. Sea Captain leaves her at the door and Marty is at his murdering again. This time he rips the poor lady's tongue out. I think. Or was that supposed to be an eye again?
Cut to Mrs. Freemont and her daughter Suzette. Mr.s Freemont is very excited about the upcoming dinner party for her daughter, Suzette is a little worried because all those muders. "It takes the joy out of everything." I'm having an increasingly hard time to not put the rofl emoji behind every second sentence. Anyway she must be going to her class of Ancient Egyptian History, what a coincidence!
Wait what is this, a book club or an university course? Somehow one of the cops is with her now, a man on a podium informs them about the custom of Blood Feasts in ancient Egypt. Oh they've been dating for longer? I may have missed a thing here but I'm not rewinding.
"Pete, isn't there any clue to these murders?" "...I got one kinda my own but I can't make it stick, something about a book..." OK now it's emoji time  Further padding occurs with the couple talking in a car until the radio tells them there's been another victim.
The victim has survived long enough to tell the cops about an old man with wild eyes and Ishtar/Itah/Ishta. Continuity is not this movie's stronghold. Idiot cop thinks he heard that somewhere but can't put his finger on it.
To get to it's epic runtime of 1 hour and 7 minutes the movie now gets even weirder. Marty makes an attempt to get to Suzette at the pool but as soon as she sees his shadow he changes his mind and limps away. So he still needs stuff for his feast but was going to get to the host of the party who, if dead, wouldn't have a party, right? Right? Am I going insane?
Oh my god idiot cop finally has an idea. No, he hasn't he's just calling Suzette to tell he's going to be late. They still find the time to small talk about the ISHTAR THEMED EGYPTIAN FEAST they're going to have that evening.
Back to Marty torturing a women in his lair. She won't give in to the Goddess so he whips the wall next to her until she's dead.
Lo and behold, it's finally happenig, idiot cops makes the Ithar/Ishtar connection and call the Professor from the podium. Finally someone recognizes the puzzle that was solved in plain sight 40 minutes ago. Marty meanwhile bakes some limbs.
The cops finally investigate Fuad's Marty's catering service. They find all the body parts and the Ishtar statue and amazingly make the connections to the Freemont's dinner party. They try to call but the line is in use by a guest. Marty asks for Suzette's help in the kitchen. To bless the food she must lie flat on her back and close her eyes tightly... "Hey, you wouldn't sacrifice me on this altar, would you?" He's only interrupted by the mother coming into the kitchen by chance. He cheeses it and the cops are following. Well they will be once Suzette has cried enough.
Meanwhile Marty has limped away to a ....nearby landfill. Where he gets in the back of a dump truck. I won't spoil the ending here.
And after the cops explain the plot to us because people in the audience might suffer severe brain damage at this point, it's finally over.
Well this has it all, cheesy effects, characters juggling idiot balls and atrocious acting. So, is it fun? YMMV, I'm torn here just as I was years ago when I saw it first. In the beginning it's hilarious but the bad everything becomes more and more annoying. Those epic 67 minutes seemed way too long in the end.
Recommend only for horror nerds. I need wine now.
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Post by Desert Dweller on Jan 5, 2019 19:59:19 GMT -5
I suppose it would be superfluous to point out that Ishtar is not an ancient Egyptian goddess.
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Post by Gamblin' Telly on Jan 7, 2019 4:08:14 GMT -5
I suppose it would be superfluous to point out that Ishtar is not an ancient Egyptian goddess. Describing the plot as a mess would be an insult to any proper mess. It's all about reviving Ishtar, the "Egyptian goddess of blood" but how Marty goes about it is just non comprehensible. Maybe he just needs several body parts of women. Maybe he also needs to make the "Blood Feast" which only happens because Mrs. Freemont comes to his shop and orders it. (Which he nonetheless hypnotizes her into for good measure). Then he tries to kill Suzette but thinks better of it and bakes some limbs. Then he tries to kill her at the party, where he didn't bring any baked limbs... Great now I'm trying to make sense of this again.  Really glad I have that one out of the way, 2000 Maniacs has at least more varying kills than Machete Marty and the Blood Goddess |
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Post by Prole Hole on Jan 7, 2019 6:53:02 GMT -5
WOOOO at long last a new episode of TATBM! Excellent return to form, now keep up the good/bad work!
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Further padding occurs with the couple talking in a car until the radio tells them there's been another victim.
