If you were game for Sharknado 3 then Starcrash should be a cakewalk.

Not quite. Stella Star saved his ass back in 1978. Unfortunately for Hasselhoff, even Sharknado 3 is beneath Caroline Munro's talent(s?).

Lucky them; I was cringing.

Oh, there's all sorts of ways to devise a narrative in the editing room, so no, my criticism only applies in this case to an injudicious means of breaking up a scene TPTB probably felt played too long (uninterrupted, Vaughn and Reilly yak for what, eight, ten minutes?). I don't think anyone could convince me that…

How you could measure MBL against Vicious is quite beyond me. No two things could be different from one another in both intent and realization.

"Where are those two buggers?"

Oops! That made me titter.

Continued problematic editing (the dangling participle effect): commencing a dialogue between Frank and his wife, then interrupting it with a foreshadowing of Paul's new domestic dynamic, only to return to Frank and his wife standing in the very same positions to continue their dialogue as if uninterrupted by the…

acting his swarthy nuts off

I don't think Lumley's Necroscope series could ever be done justice without a GoT size budget and some pretty stellar behind the scenes talent.

Trust Fund Detective?

Blueballs, nothing more than blueballs,
Trying to forget my blueballs of love.
Teardrops rolling down on my face,
Trying to forget my blueballs of love.

A dome, a dome, my kingdom for a dome!

Very disappointed TPTB chickened out and deprived us the sight of the Master feasting on all those tasty little blind kids.

Was expecting the freeze to land on a high five, myself.

In passing, I overheard a cow saying almost the exact same thing to a pig yesterday.

Groovy.

Don't dome me, bro.

Ave Sucktani!

Take it to AMC. Surely there's an appetite for more Walking Dead.