mrnulldevice1
Eric
mrnulldevice1

That one gave me such hope for an edgy series, and then rather disappointed me.

I'm both surprised and relieved that this particular video didn't involve a banana.

Fiiiiiine we'll go with that.

The cut-up editing on that first count was pretty amazing for that time period.

Or cast to a perpetual an unending purgatory of progressively more mediocre Peter Jackson fantasy epics.

Okay FINE ruin my fun. Nonetheless it dates the ever-living hell out of the movie as being made around 1990, OKAY? HAPPY NOW?

Starcadian's latest video ("Dance Or Die") uses this footage too. Except with, uh, exploding heads.

The most screamingly-90's aspect of this fil would have to be the gratuitous use of Enya.

I know! Are we supposed to assume RJ has some sort of "magic Roland?"

Okay, okay, he was pretty great, but he lacked the brainy panache of a character named "Die Fledermaus."

Wait, Dustin Diamond was on GhostWriter?

It wasn't bad. It was hampered from the getgo by the fact that a lot of the really great stuff that had been done for the animated series (Die Fledermaus and American Maid, Sewer Urchin, The Human Bullet) was owned by Fox - anything Edlund hadn't had *before* in the comics basically couldn't be put in the TV show.

Perfect Kiss - "tonight I should have stayed at home / playing with my pleasure zone."

Here comes love / it's like honey / you can't buy / it with money.

I don't maintain the burning hatred for Sublime that many of my contemporaries do; I'm fairly ambivalent on their output, frankly.

I have about 2lbs of that in my fridge right now. Although every time I eat it I feel compelled to goose-step around my kitchen yelling "Deutche Kartoffel-salat uber Alles!" It's really starting to annoy my wife.

DEATH TO YAMS

What's really going to suck is the incredibly glut of imitators we'll see for the next year. "I'm making cole slaw! $30000!" FUUUUUUUUU

Meh, this kickstarter is far more worthwhile than the bulk of the sad-sack KS'es out there. I mean, he asked for $10, as opposed to some no-name indie band asking for $15,000 to put out an unremarkable album.

Tragic lube fire during the inevitable full-cast orgy?