Worst movie ever!

I enjoy "stupid white-boy" movies. I also love a great Western movie.

Ready to Rumble and Joe Dirt are a couple of my favorites.

Waynes World was great and took me back to the days of Rick and I sitting in the back of my truck at the airport watching planes land.

And Beerfest, well.....need I say more. Das Boot! But then last night I saw the worst movie I have EVER seen. I could not watch another second of it. I turned it off in 10 minutes.

Christopher Forbes wrote, directed and did the music for this bad film. OMG. And I never say OMG!
This film was un-watchable!

The wife is out of town, so I post 'em while I can..... ;>)

I mentioned these road films earlier. Vanishing Point, featuring Barry "Petrocelli" Newman in the role of his career. This is a "must see." Just look at that dude! He's been chewing white crosses like they're Tums and driving non-stop for days -- he looks like he smells. Real bad. I dug the biker dude with the headband made of linked beer can pop-tops who helped him make a fake police siren our of a mini-bike.

I have vaguer memories of "Gone in 60 Seconds" other than it was a thrill-ride. Of course we're talking 34 years ago, so I may be a little mistaken. I guess the interesting thing about it was that it starred H.B. Halicki, who also wrote, directed, produced, and stunt coordinated, not just this, but three other gear-head flicks before dying at age 49.

And I can't let the subject go without a nod to the made-for-TV classic, The California Kid, starring Martin Fucking Sheen, Vic Fucking Morrow, Nick Fucking Nolte, and Michelle Fucking Phillips.This was the first film I remember seeing Martin Sheen in after The Execution of Private Slovic. Of course, he'd really made his mark a year earlier when, after years of bit parts, he played a Charles Starkweather-like character (opposite Sissy Spacek) in Terrance Malick's classic Badlands.
Probably as interesting to Moonpie scholars is the fact that my underground comix character "The Kawatiti Kid" (Jim Jones alter ego) was inspired by The California Kid.

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Saints Preserve Us!

That's what the Chief of Police used to always say on the old Batman shows. An apt quote for today, as I've uncovered some film footage of my first high school girlfriend, Mary Margaret O'Frangipants. We sat next to each other in Typing class and she used to share her onionskin with me (if you get my meaning.)(If you do get my meaning, shoot me an email, because I'm clueless.) Dig this opening scene where we are making love. Quite frankly it's no surprise I swore off dames for the next four years.