Bending the curve of light until it reflects back on you.
Sometimes a movie is so stupendously awful, that is a blast and a hoot to watch. So breathtaking in ti's sweep of nonsense that you just stare at it in open mouth wonder and disbelief. A conceit of amazement that simply won't leave you.
Plan Nine from Outer Space was such a gem. An incoherent mess that once seen, would sear in your brain forever.
The Rocky Horror Picture Show was an incredible conglomeration that came alive through repeated viewings with friends, subject to sing-a-longs and costumed attendance.
And then along comes Sharknado, one of Syfy's long string of absurd and cheaply produced mutant monster movies. But this one even set a record of jaw-dropping goofiness that even Dinocroc and Piranahaconda could not. A global warming fueled super-storm sweeps up sharks into a tornado and sends them inland, where the traumatized beasts, who should be dead, unconscious, or worried about a whole lot more than the next meal, are instead taking a bite out of the first person they cross paths with.
The acting is amazing....in it's stiff pretentiousness. The lines are so bad that it just brings howls of laughter. My favorite is a seriously slumming John Heard, who spends the part inebriated (probably in reality as well) and carries around with him his "stool of justice".
A couple more beloved quotes:
Baz: Storm's dying down.
Nova: How can you tell?
Baz: Not as many sharks flying around.
Guy at Retirement Center: Hey, let's get away from the windows!
The last few minutes was the topper. It's mind-bending ridiculousness left me laughing and stunned for a half hour after. I will not spoiler alert it (too much(, but Pinocchio, we hardly knew ye!
Ed Wood - your spirit is alive and well!
No comments:
Post a Comment