Killer Klowns From Outer Space
One of the truly kult klassics of kontemporary kinema, "Killer Klowns" is a b-movie you laugh with, not at. Well, except for the Kotton Kandy pods, the dialogue or John Allen Nelson.
One of the truly kult klassics of kontemporary kinema, "Killer Klowns" is a b-movie you laugh with, not at. Well, except for the Kotton Kandy pods, the dialogue or John Allen Nelson.
Kill a Dragon has very little killing and no dragons; in their place is a ridiculous psychedelic theme song and a plot that never quite gets going.
You know your movie is in trouble when you notice a major mistake in the opening sequence. "Santa Claus Conquers the Martians" has two.
A dull movie, even one whose moral is that premarital sex is great.
Trish gets into bed with Mitch, even though she'd told him ten minutes before that she wasn't stupid enough to fall for his smooth talk. Then Morty comes out of the closet and starts watching them! When they catch on, Morty throws Mitch out the window, and we see that Mitch's pants are somehow still on!
Sadly, I didn't learn how to be somebody from watching this video. But I did learn that 54 minutes of Mr. T clowning around with a bunch of kids can be (and were) the longest 54 minutes of my life.
A repulsive "Rambo" knockoff that brought out feelings of sheer visceral hatred I didn't know I still had in me.
Dollman. Doll. Man. Even the name sounds stupid.
Or: "Commie-Killing Crotch Rockets"
Black Belt tells Sydney to "do the dishes or something," and she whips out a gun, blasts the plates into bits and says "They're done!" Touche!