FFG, yo

Have you ever watched a movie . . . .

Wait for it, guys. That was not the question.

(Patience. Geez)

Have you ever watched a movie, specifically one of those action-type ones, and it mainly features a bunch of tough, muscley, man’s-man type men? Maybe it has a bunch of really hot, scantily clad women strutting around, but they all look and act more or less the same, and the ones that can actually pass for characters really don’t have a whole lot of character development or relevance, and only exist to act as catalysts for all the shit the men get into, or as pretty prizes after said men accomplish something?

You have! That’s great. Now let’s backtrack a little.

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This kind of sums it all up…

The Sun, a UK tabloid posted the following picture and caption to go along with their “Matt Hardy threatens suicide” story and really, what more can be said?

 

Oy. No word on if Hardy is still hard at work in his underground lab trying to finish up his recipe for the perfect type of ham flavored oxygen, but let’s just assume that is what is currently happening. We’ll be taking bets on if Matt will be headlining the Gathering of the Juggalos against Raven for the next half decade or simply attending as a fan and supporter of the Juggalo life style.

 

Your Kaiju of the Week is…

Hedorah!

Hedorah is basically a giant mutating garbage eating pile of pig vomit from space. He has 4 forms, all of which push the mighty Godzilla to the brink. Even his moldy flying lasagna form proved formidable.

Hedorah firmly took his place among Godzilla’s greatest challenges in their 1971 epic, Godzilla vs. Hedorah AKA Godzilla vs. the Smog Monster AKA Godzilla Scared Stupid. He was able to blind the big guy in one eye and charred up one of his arms pretty good too. He’s also notable for obviously killing an ungodly amount of people on screen, somewhat of a no-no for Godzilla films of the time. He makes for a good villain, well at least until Godzilla fries him and turns him into a burnt out smoking husk that looks like something you’d get at a Mexican restaurant under the “House Specials!” section.

Hedorah only appeared one more time, in Godzilla: Final Wars, where he got the shit kicked out of him pretty quickly. And that was that. So to you Hedorah, you big not subtle way of judging man’s polluting ways, we nod firmly in your direction. God Bless you.

I bet Hedorah stinks.

Leatherface: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3

I have bad days, like any person on this big blue rock. To be fair, mine aren’t things like “I hope I can feed my children tonight” or “How am I going to tell Grandma I sold most of her medication to my punk rock friend, Jer-Bear, who only has one pair of jeans?”, it’s more like realizing I have to do a long form movie review. Why do I “have” to? That’s NONE of your business, and I’m very taken aback by the fact that you’d even ask. Sadly, today when I looked over at my movie shelf, all I could clearly make out was “Leatherface: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre 3” so I…I guess I’ll review that. It’s singing its siren song to me and I will, NAY, I must respond.

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