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nilchanceSo Sunday was a day of rest, IE horizontal dozing, because we completely blew at pacing since Thursday. We're also both coughing out our lungs. My cough sounds like bronchitis and my head may tip off and shatter. Therefore, TV and rest.
We have an unhealthy relationship with Celebrity Rehab. Jeff Conway and his drama! Dr Drew, who sucks as a sex educator but seems like a decent addiction counselor! Shifty from Buckcherry hiding with his crackpipe on the roof of a rehab clinic!
After several hours of this, we watched Planet Terror from the Grindhouse duology, and. WHAT. Like, WHAT?
- Machete needs to be made into a real movie like, yesterday. Danny Trejo! "You just fucked with the wrong Mexican." Cheech Marin as a mean motherfucking man of God! "If you pay Machete to kill the bad guys, you better be sure the bad guys aren't you." MAN.
- Okay, the real movie. Right. Rose McGowen is very pretty. This film, now starring her breasts! There's behind the scenes drama with Robert Rodreguiz leaving his wife and kids for her, but whatever, I can ignore that if I can ignore Quentin's skeezy habit of casting himself as a rapist.
- "It's go-go, not cry-cry." Gratuitous lesbians, part one!
- This movie is an endless circuit of making us yell "hey, it's that guy!" Hi there, Sayid and Bruce Willis. And Michael Biehn! Mm. Nomnom. And Tom Savini!
- El Rey as a character name. Okay, Robert, you know that makes us wonder if the protagonist is Seth Gecko's kid, right? Right.
- MISSING REEL. Y'know, sometimes you can hear the director (usually Kripke) giggling behind the camera. This is one of those times.
- DUDE, I can respect a zombie movie that gives you a possible "but everything's fine now!" ending and then kills the last hope of non-dystopia with a splatter. (Also killing the protagonist's son in a completely gratuitous way.)
- "I killed Bin Laden." One of the many times I yelled "what??" at the screen.
- Michael Biehn's great deadpan "dumbass" as Savini shot an innocent bystander. Bwee.
- "Become who you were meant to be." A one-legged stripper with a machine gun leg? Thanks, sweetie.
- "Go to Mexico, put your back against the ocean." To El Rey? With Seth? (No, I can't let this go. Considering that it's Robert, I half expected Cherry to get to their magical Mexican getaway and find a pissy George Clooney drinking tequila.)
- "I'm Cherry." "You sure are." *snorfle*
- I actually liked the shots of Cherry in the hospital, realizing that her leg was gone. It was well-acted. I also liked that Cherry saw the steps out of the hospital and kind of winced; it was a nice touch.
- "Stay strong." "Stay?" "Yeah, stay." Aw. It's like the John Winchester version of a compliment.
- Okay, I'm a sucker for zombie movies that actually end the world, so I'll give it a B. It'd be better with Seth Gecko or Michael Biehn as the lead, and it's not as awesome as MACHETE.
Also. Watched half of Leverage before bedtime. Kane being super-hot doesn't require a spoiler cut, right?
We have an unhealthy relationship with Celebrity Rehab. Jeff Conway and his drama! Dr Drew, who sucks as a sex educator but seems like a decent addiction counselor! Shifty from Buckcherry hiding with his crackpipe on the roof of a rehab clinic!
After several hours of this, we watched Planet Terror from the Grindhouse duology, and. WHAT. Like, WHAT?
- Machete needs to be made into a real movie like, yesterday. Danny Trejo! "You just fucked with the wrong Mexican." Cheech Marin as a mean motherfucking man of God! "If you pay Machete to kill the bad guys, you better be sure the bad guys aren't you." MAN.
- Okay, the real movie. Right. Rose McGowen is very pretty. This film, now starring her breasts! There's behind the scenes drama with Robert Rodreguiz leaving his wife and kids for her, but whatever, I can ignore that if I can ignore Quentin's skeezy habit of casting himself as a rapist.
- "It's go-go, not cry-cry." Gratuitous lesbians, part one!
- This movie is an endless circuit of making us yell "hey, it's that guy!" Hi there, Sayid and Bruce Willis. And Michael Biehn! Mm. Nomnom. And Tom Savini!
- El Rey as a character name. Okay, Robert, you know that makes us wonder if the protagonist is Seth Gecko's kid, right? Right.
- MISSING REEL. Y'know, sometimes you can hear the director (usually Kripke) giggling behind the camera. This is one of those times.
- DUDE, I can respect a zombie movie that gives you a possible "but everything's fine now!" ending and then kills the last hope of non-dystopia with a splatter. (Also killing the protagonist's son in a completely gratuitous way.)
- "I killed Bin Laden." One of the many times I yelled "what??" at the screen.
- Michael Biehn's great deadpan "dumbass" as Savini shot an innocent bystander. Bwee.
- "Become who you were meant to be." A one-legged stripper with a machine gun leg? Thanks, sweetie.
- "Go to Mexico, put your back against the ocean." To El Rey? With Seth? (No, I can't let this go. Considering that it's Robert, I half expected Cherry to get to their magical Mexican getaway and find a pissy George Clooney drinking tequila.)
- "I'm Cherry." "You sure are." *snorfle*
- I actually liked the shots of Cherry in the hospital, realizing that her leg was gone. It was well-acted. I also liked that Cherry saw the steps out of the hospital and kind of winced; it was a nice touch.
- "Stay strong." "Stay?" "Yeah, stay." Aw. It's like the John Winchester version of a compliment.
- Okay, I'm a sucker for zombie movies that actually end the world, so I'll give it a B. It'd be better with Seth Gecko or Michael Biehn as the lead, and it's not as awesome as MACHETE.
Also. Watched half of Leverage before bedtime. Kane being super-hot doesn't require a spoiler cut, right?