DuracellEnergizer

That’s not how the Jedi mind trick works!

I’d be up for a live-action remake of The Black Cauldron if it were as R-rated as the original cut of the animated version was rumoured to be.

No puppet, no puppet. Snoke’s the puppet.

Wado

I’m referring to Ash vs Evil Dead. In one of the episodes of the first season, they showed a CG moose. It was absolutely abysmal.

^Beat me to it.

I believe the last fanedit I watched was ESB:R soon after it was released, but I’m not certain of that.

LuckyGungan2001 said:

see The Evil Dead for poor but charming practical effects, and Ash vs Evil Dead for poor, hideous looking CGI

That moose. I’ll never forget that moose.

You don’t want anyone to want any death sticks.

Jim should probably stick to watching CW shows.

Had three very strange dreams last night/this morning.

FIRST DREAM

• I got mixed up with a small group of Russian drug traffickers operating out of Greenland or some such snowbound region north of the tree line.
• Bryan Adams was a social studies instructor, the ringleader of the Russians, or both.
• IIRC, they were trafficking blue crystal meth ala Breaking Bad.
• The Russians invited me to an orgy. One of the Russians, a 40-something blonde with a nice rump, offered said rump to me, but the orgy was taking place in a small, crapped office with garbage strewn everywhere; my libido was swiftly overtaken by disgust and I couldn’t stand to linger there, so I got the hell out.
• IIRC, the Russians transformed into MLP-style ponies.
• IIRC, a Lovecraftian deity – probably Yog-Sothoth – showed up and consumed the Russians.

SECOND DREAM

Andrea Nemeth and I were each other’s first, true loves. Though we’d been separated at some point in our early teens, we managed to reconnect through the Internet at some point in the late 2000s. Around 2008, though, she abruptly vanished. She ceased sending me e-mails, and her presence on-line became nil. The only physical clue I had to the cause behind her disappearance was a case of vials of insulin. For the next several years, I tried to find out what happened to her. I got nowhere.

THIRD DREAM

It was frigid and snowing outside. I had come down with a cold, and I was so physically weak that I kept falling over on my face, nearly paralyzed. At some point, I had a fever dream within a dream that I was clumsily trying to make love to a middle aged woman with long, straight, raven-black hair.

Tobar said:

Duracell, have you ever seen Nothing But Trouble (1991)?

Three times. First time was in high school; loved it then. Watched it a second time around 2012/13; found it mediocre. Then I watched it again for a third time a couple months ago; enjoyed it again, though it’s obviously no masterpiece.

Possessed said:

Duracell sees nothing but trouble every year.

I found God again this year, so that’s not wholly accurate.

TV’s Frink said:

This thread should be shot and burned and buried.

It would only rise up as a zombie stinking of burnt hair and charred, putrefying flesh.

Jim Smith said:

the fat asian hipster looking girl

Stay classy.

moviefreakedmind said:

Autobahn by Kraftwerk is a real album.

I wish this

was a real album.

Shopping Maul said:

Vader did it to save his son, not to “kill the bad guy”. There’s a big difference there.

But that just makes Vader’s motives more selfish. Palpatine was slaughtering people by the shipload (not to mention subjugating an entire galaxy). You’d think Luke would be justified in taking this guy down. But no, all Luke could do was make sure he stayed Zen. Great if you’re scoring brownie points at a Buddhist retreat maybe, but not much help with the war effort.
Vader’s position was purely selfish. “Hey, no-one messes with my kid!”. He was merely protecting his own. How does this earn him instant Jedi nirvana?

Therein lies my problem with Vader’s “redemption”. Even if you can make the case that a mass murderer can absolve himself with one good act, Vader’s one good act was hardly selfless.

Dark City (director’s cut) (2008)

I’ve very little in the way of criticism to give this film. Jennifer Connelly is breathtaking as always (as is her singing voice); Richard O’Brien verges on charismatic with how gleefully sinister he is; Kiefer Sutherland – in a quite atypical role for him – is quite enjoyable; the set design is nothing sort of marvellous; and Rufus Sewell and William Hurt’s performances, though nothing spectacular, are competent.

There’s one nit I found to pick, though: the final showdown towards the end. It’s so overblown, it was almost enough to take me out of the movie.

9/10

The Thief of Bagdad (1940)

Love the sets, and Conrad Veidt, Sabu, and Rex Ingram are great all around. Shame that John Justin and June Duprez aren’t nearly so captivating, nor is the love story between their two characters. The plot’s a bit unfocused also. Still, it’s fairly enjoyable. Had I kids, I’d certainly put this on for them.

6/10

Careful (1992)

This would’ve made a fine 15-to-20 minute short film. Unfortunately, it’s 80-to-85 minutes too long. Sure, it’s got the wonderful retro visuals, quirky characters, and offbeat humour I love of Guy Maddin’s work, but they’re sandwiched in between several thick layers of BORING.

This is certainly one of my least favourite Madden films, if not my least favourite.

6/10

Body Bags (1993)

It’s an enjoyable little flick. It certainly isn’t great – it wouldn’t make it into any “Top 10 Anthology Horror Films” list of mine – but it’s watchable.

There’s three stories in this one. The first, “The Gas Station”, is the best of the three stories, with some good tension present. The second, “Hair”, is alright; I’d probably like it less if I didn’t like Stacy Keach. The third, “Eye”…

… speaks for itself.

7/10

The Man Who Laughs (1928)

I’ve had this on my watchlist for some years now, but only got my ass around to finally seeing it recently. My thoughts? It’s good, but not as great as all the hype would indicate. Veidt’s portrayal of Gwynplaine is nothing short of amazing; he does an excellent job conveying a wide range of emotions while still having to sport a rictus grin throughout the run of the picture. Mary Philbin’s positively ethereal. The photography’s also lovely. On the other hand, the direction’s a bit off at times. For example, Gwynplaine doesn’t come across as a particularly amusing clown, so I don’t see why audiences in-universe find him so damn funny, grin notwithstanding. And the pacing’s a bit long-winded; I’m sure the chase at the end, for one instance, could’ve been trimmed down some.

Overall, I’d still recommend this movie to individuals interested in checking it out.

8/10

I’ve seen TFA twice. My chances of watching it a third time are about as great as my chances of watching Krull a third time.

Shopping Maul said:

It never occurred to me that Lucas intended that outfit to represent official Jedi threads (which is absurd IMO).

Virtually all of Lucas’ creative decisions for the PT are absurd, and not in a good way.

In Soviet Russia, turkey gives thanks as it eats you!

yhwx said:

ITFY

Dreamed that Alanis Morissette, nude save for a pair of panties she’d bought from Sears, had covered herself head-to-toe in red body paint.

The original is often the best.

Stevie Nicks: “Mirror, Mirror”