Any discussion of cheesy movies should at least acknowledge pay homage to Mystery Science Theater 3000, the greatest show in the history of television.
Any discussion of cheesy movies should at least acknowledge pay homage to Mystery Science Theater 3000, the greatest show in the history of television.
I have two and both are on YouTube surprisingly. The first one is called death bed. As from the title you can tell its a bed that eats people. Patton oswalt talked about it on a album and I looked it up right away because I knew it would be one of the worst things I've seen.
Ah yes, Colloidal Silver will never go out of style.
As a unicorn psychologist I am deeply offended by any implication that we're on the same level as homeopaths. I didn't go through years of schooling at the finest of institutions (they're in Switzerland, you haven't heard of them) and the do a 3-year residency on the Isle of the Blessed for nothing.
Really? I'm the opposite. Do you blame the little old ladies who get scammed over the phone by "long-lost great-nephews" too? I think it's worse to be evil than stupid.
Forsythia will save you!
Yep!
The controller thrower guy above in Dorkly's recent comic is not even the most frustrated one. The silent types…
I love this website. It's articles like this that make me think I'm just too drunk and imagining internet words.
My brain told me the headline for this story was "Archaeologists Searching For English King Killed By An Arrow To The Eye."
The pastor at our school apparently spent an amazing two weeks with a girl he met on holiday, only to soon find that the euphoric sensation he'd attributed to burgeoning love was due to something going rather wrong with his spleen.
Gunther Holtorf spent the last 26 years on a road trip around the globe with Christine, a total stranger who met him…
The exemplar of this trope is Philip K. Dick. He goes from conventional if unique science fiction stories in the late 50s and early 60s to mind-altering philosophical, drug enhanced explorations of the limits of human consciousness in the 70s; and by the end, he was in alleged communication with an invisible alien…
I was in negotiations for the film rights to Camp Concentration, but sadly didn't have any communication with Disch himself. Things fell apart, unfortunately, because it was a project about which I was (and still am) very passionate, and one I felt whose timeliness had come again.
Personally I always thought that was more his editors at work. As you say, the themes were there, they just became more overt as his work progressed.
Neil Gaiman’s upcoming children’s book, The Sleeper and the Spindle, is a richly illustrated collaboration with…
That's definitely a discarded Metal Gear Rising boss.
I have to say: This looks like someone died... :/
Chibi Miku survives by feeding on children.