But we can at least take pride in going out on a high note, with a show that features World O' Crap staff writer Hank Parmer. Hank brings his wit, Southern charm, remarkably loud background cats, and years of experience as a student of films good, bad, and terrible.
And because Hank's definitive exegesis of Frogs inspired Jeff to write Frogs: The Musical, my podcasting partner has kindly consented, or condescended, to sing a new song from the show. Sadly, it's not the ode to Sam Elliott's penis, but it's still pretty good.
Finally, in the Unknown Movie Challenge we take on a terrifying (to me, anyway) school of film: the Made-for-TV movie. This week the Movie of the Week is the 1972 classic(?) Gargoyles, featuring some interesting early creature work from SFX genius Stan Winston, and some interesting hair from decaying matinee idol Cornel Wilde.
I'd never seen the film before (I assume it came on after my bedtime), Jeff hadn't seen it in years, and Hank saw it when it first aired on ABC, so there's a plethora of conflicting opinions and emotions, and a fair nuumber of laughs. Please check it out:
The Slumgullion Episode 19 “No One Mentioned Spike Lee”
And in case you missed it, the long awaited (by me, anyway) audiobook version of Better Living Through Bad Movies is now available, featuring new bonus content. Here's all the details.
Now if you'll excuse me, I've got to get to the liquor store before it's all barricaded and bristling with shotguns like the lonely farmhouse in a zombie film.
♫ When the log rolls over we will all be dead. ♫
- the ants in the toilet
Have a bottle for me! :)
Jesus, Scott. If what happened Tuesday is the result of my debut on the Slumgullion, I shudder to think what might happen if you ever have me on again. Are we talking an extinction-level asteroid, or a plague of incendiary cockroaches, or something unimaginably worse?
I'm sorry, Hank & Scott, but the second that I read, "Sam Elliot's penis," I hadda bail.
Used to like that ol' boy, 'til he gleefully took the dough and slut-sucked the balls of a particularly-scummy republicunt running for Senate or Chief Of The Vomitorium down here. Okay, so Elliot only VOICED his fucking COMMERCIAL, far as I can "prove" --- but it's close enough for me.
Fuck 'em all.
(They've stolen the rusty chainsaw, but I've still got my machete!)
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