Hibbidy-Wah?! Wait, I Know That Zombie!
Having grown up filming all kinds of skits on VHS, it’s nice to finally see my brother filmed in HD.
(SIDENOTE: I believe it’s his finest acting to date*.)
*He’s the slow doorbell ringing zombie.
Having grown up filming all kinds of skits on VHS, it’s nice to finally see my brother filmed in HD.
(SIDENOTE: I believe it’s his finest acting to date*.)
*He’s the slow doorbell ringing zombie.
So we’ve already seen this:
And we’re about to see this:
And we used to see this:
And we want to see more of this:
But please… never this again:
Who doesn’t love the classics?
Who doesn’t love remakes?
Well, typically I never look forward to remakes, but their have been some decent ones through the years. One of my personal favorites is Zack Snyder’s Dawn of the Dead. He did all right by George Romero’s original, which is probably his best zombie film to date. I’m not saying would actually date it… but I’d probably fool around.
Anyreboot, Fright Night is an 80’s classic you may or may not be familiar with, so here’s its preview:
I’ve always had a soft spot for the film, and here are the reasons why:
So you would think the thought of a remake would set me off on a rampage, and it might have had I heard of it before seeing this preview:
Okay, the CGI bothers me, but the cast is actually pretty good:
There’s some movement in the Detroit area called 2WordStory. Here’s the homepage from their website:
Basically, it’s a church thing. The one-word question is before you find The Big Guy or Gal or Aliens Upstairs, and the second word is the answer after you find Him or Her or Them.
I’d prefer to use it in other ways, such as in, oh let’s just say, blog commentary:
I’ve already written about once dance move named after someone before (The Dougie, named after Doug E. Fresh, RIP M-Bone), so why not do it again?
This time it’s about another dance named after a character (c’mon, Doug E. Fresh isn’t his real name). This time it’s Movin’ Like Berney, after the eponymous Weekend at Bernie’s:
I had not much more to write about this, until I realized there are other dances named after characters. There’s the Roger Rabbit, the Running Man, the Cabbage Patch (Kids), and Batman (who could forget the Prince’s Batdance no matter how hard you try?)…
But who else should have their own dance?
Forrest Gump?
E.T.?
Got it… Nicolas Cage (he’s a character, for sure)…
It seems like a lot of Drunken Recollections are about mix-ups, so why not create a term for it:
ALCONFUSION
This post is about a pair of moments of alconfusion… one on my behalf, one on behalf of another.
While in Kentucky for the derby, I was at the bar and somebody was talking about Rachel Nichols and her possible hook-ups with most of the NFL or NBA or whatever… that’s neither here nor there. They were talking about the sportscaster from ESPN:
I thought they were talking about this Rachel Nichols:
Hopefully this will help:
So my alconfusion was me thinking they were speaking ill of actress Rachel Nichols when they weren’t. They were just speaking ill of the sportscaster I don’t find attractive know.
I was going to write about Lupe Fiasco’s The Show Goes On a while back because it liberally borrows from Modest Mouse’s Float On, but the song’s creators acknowledged that at the time of release, so I didn’t. But I get to write about it today.
While this tune played at the bar, a friend asked who performed this Float On rip-off. I answered correctly, but what she thought I said cracked me up.
I replied:
Lupe Fiasco
She heard:
Beefy Asshole
I wish this dream was a bit more straightforward, à la Clint Eastwood’s fourth Dirty Harry movie, Sudden Impact, but it’s not. I awakened from it, distinctly remembering the name of the movie-in-my-mind was Sudden Impact!, but the plot and story were a little lacking.
It was one of those subconscious jumbles of flicks I hadn’t seen in a long time, or never. It’s still so vivid in my brain pan that I could try to explain it to you, but it can’t be conveyed with any amount of clarity, so I’ll just make a stew of the images.
You can make up the story yourself.
(SIDENOTE: The story was essentially this… Michael Pare was the tough guy at a college campus, and the nerd from Troll 2 was his roommate in a frat house like in Real Genius. The nerd invented this pink slime that he could put on his head to make him popular, or something, but his soul ended up leaving his body and going into the slime. So next, as the slime, he moved onto the sorority house and took the souls of girls in their shower room. Upon finding all this out, Michael Pare took the pink slime onto himself and he jumped out the window to his death, like in The Exorcist. The splat at the bottom was his – wait for it – Sudden Impact!)
This is only my third In Defense Of post, so I haven’t fully developed my method of argument. But wait. I don’t really have a method for anything on this site. Moving on…
This time I want to come to Ashton Kutcher’s defense. Is he in need of arguments for him? Are you really asking that?
REASONS WHY PEOPLE HATE DON’T LIKE HIM
REASONS WHY I’M DEFENDING HIM
This is a true Coinkydonk or Coinkydonk because it is a coincidence… or not.
Both Lil Wayne and Jason Derulo have recently released new singles that sample the same song! Sure, it’s different parts of the delightful ditty, Harry Belafonte’s Day-O, also known as The Banana Boat Song from Beetlejuice, but still.
Derulo’s song also heavily samples a song by Robin S. called Show Me Love:
Which incidentally happens to share the same name, Show Me Love, as a song by a Swedish pop star named… Robyn:
In closing, doesn’t Lil Wayne bear an uncanny resemblance to Howard Stern semi-regular, Beetlejuice?
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