A Seething Cauldron of Pop Culture
It's 1973. Bruce Lee has died and the Kung Fu movie craze is slowly deflating. Desperate, Hong Kong producers joins forces with Italy, combining their kung fu choreography with the Italians' stupid and clumsy superhero spoofs in order to produce a wholly new genre, one that manages to prove that the sum of its parts is a negative integer.
Known in the original Italian as Crash! Che botte... Strippo strappo stroppio (What a blow... I strip, I tear, I cripple). Please join us.
Jeff, like the suave Devil depicted in this film, uses his unholy blandishments to tempt and lure Scott into watching this warmed over Israeli rock opera. But in the end, Scott gets his revenge. Oh yes he does...
We're back, and we've been hastily putting out the good hand towels and the decorative soaps, because we've got company! Please join us in welcoming Seán Ferrick to talk about Star Trek, horror, and OnlyFans!
(Warning: Rated M for Very Naughty Language [and also chat about the Fritz Lang film M].)
From this week's review:
“Our movie begins with the gray-haired Richard Gere flirting with pregnant women in Central Park. Clearly Richard is a womanizer who must be taught a lesson—so God decides to make him fall in love with Winona Ryder. Yeah, it seems kind of harsh to us too, but remember what He did to the Cities of the Plain for roughly the same offense.
Richard is a successful restaurateur who has just been named “Sexiest Man Alive” by The Journal of Industrial Food Service when he is introduced to Winona by her grandmother. Richard used to date Winona’s mother, and Grannie thinks it would make a nice tradition to pass him down through the generations.”
Jeff and Scott welcome writer-producer Aaron J. Waltke to talk about Star Trek Prodigy -- past, present, and future.
