I watched Snuff, because I’m at a stage in my life where it just seemed inevitable that I should watch Snuff (Also because I'm on a Michael Findlay kick). If you don’t know the story of Snuff, it was originally a Michael and Roberta Findlay Mansonsploitation movie called Slaughter that nobody saw. A few years later in…

Braniac was pretty prone to breakage. The rest of those toys were pretty durable, though.

Goddammit, that's the greatest thing I ever saw.

The music is by far the best part of those shows - Everything's Archie is a legitimately solid '60s bubblegum album - and the voice acting is nothing short of bizarre. I remember seeing a YouTube comment on some Jughead clip that said something like, "If someone came up to me in real life and started talking like that…

Jesus. That is no kidding a fantastic idea. I would love for Carl to full-on adopt his AD persona in daily life, and for Food Network to enable it.

This, for the record, is my favorite.

I put M. Ward's "Requiem" on a mix for my dad a while back. He's since told me he wants that song played at his funeral. (He likes the "He was a good man and now he's gone" sentiment.) So now I can't listen to that M. Ward album without thinking about my dad dying. Thanks, dad!

You're thinking of the other episode.

Hell, I had no idea who Jill Goodacre was until I read this.

C'mon, how much did you guys relish getting to type "In 'The Butt'"?

Ah, Wallace Wood’s Malice in Wonderland/The Wizard of Ooze. Such a source of comfort in the days when I was too poor for home internet and too timid to buy real porn.

Even if Fantagraphics had done nothing but regularly compile and champion the work of Bill Griffith, they’d be personal heroes of mine. As it was, Zippy the Pinhead was my gateway to the fascinating nooks and crannies of the Fantagraphics catalog. Their titles were plastered all over my late high school-early college…

I think some of the early Rifftrax titles were selected purely because they were in the public domain. Hence, riffs on quality films like Carnival of Souls, Little Shop of Horrors and Night of the Living friggin’ Dead.

Jesus, Frankenstein Island. What a thing that is. That might actually be the worst film either John Carradine or Cameron Mitchell was ever in, and that says a lot.

Those ultra-obscure references are especially great if you’re familiar with the Upper Midwest. I can’t imagine that random name-checks of Circle Pines and Bemidji got a lot of laughs elsewhere (not to mention Trace’s spot-on impression of Leigh Kammen), but they’re hilariously specific if you get the references.

"Same-same." - Marlon Brando

East Meets Watts is indeed pretty brilliant, and I'll second @Logoboros:disqus on Alien Factor.  "Ladies and gentlemen… Three Dog Night!" is one of the best laughs I've had of late.

Seconded. The only one of the newer Rifftrax I've done is The Wicker Man - which is pretty great, actually, but still a markedly different experience than MST3K - but I love the VOD episodes where they riff on the type of junk they would've on the SOL. I honestly don't think the vibe is much different than it was…

"That guy's just a pirate!"

There were probably better Harvey Birdman cameos than the Funky Phantom's, but there sure weren't many.