I’m not sure how it happened, but I seem to have forgotten that I have a website. I guess I hoped that if I just left it alone long enough, it would start writing itself. It didn’t. I probably would have left it for dead, but Sam made me co-pick the Movie Club movie this week. And only a jerk would help pick a movie and then not write about it. So here I am. Writing. About the 80’s classic schlock horror movie Re-Animator. The only thing I remember about Re-Animator’s ...

I’ve been trying for weeks to get into this movie club, but I assumed that it was one of those things that someone had to die (or be killed?) before an opening presented itself. Luckily, I didn’t have to kill anyone. It turns out that someone just has to be afraid of horror movies. And by “someone” I mean Dawn. I’m told that Dawn refused to watch “The Orphanage” because movies that start with “the” are scary. Like “The Exorcist” or “The Jaws” or “The Rosemary’s Baby”. However, movies ...

Gingerdead Man and Gingerdead Man II; The Passion of the Crust Double Feature! Gingerdead Man and Gingerdead Man II: The Passion of the Crust. Like most movies we watch in this club, I assumed that I would have to grit my teeth and just get through GDM I and II. I knew that these movies would involve a gummy, Gary Busey-voiced, murderous cookie puppet wreaking havoc and that whole concept just didn’t sit well with me. I have always hated horror movies. When I tell people this about movies like Gingerdead Man ...

So, a couple of weeks ago something strange happened: our bad movie club watched a good movie. It was weird. The movie was French and called Delicatessen and is probably actually a “film” and not a “movie”. Good movies are infinitely harder to write about than bad ones, so I’ll keep it short. The basic plot of Delicatessen is that a bunch of weirdos from sepiatone era, post (or perhaps pre) apocalyptic Europe live in an apartment building owned by a scary murderer butcher landlord, who is slowly killing them all ...

After recently watching the film Beverly Hills Chihuahua with Cait, I found myself American Haunted by a preview we’d seen. The movie was called Space Buddies. A movie about a bunch of puppies who end up on a spaceship. So, with the bar set pretty low in our review club (no offense Sam and Emma), I felt confident in choosing this movie as our next selection. Now what does the title Space Buddies bring to mind? To me it conjures up a vision of futuristic technology being used in current ...

A few weeks ago I received an invitation to join a movie reviewing club. The idea is that we all (Sam, his sister, some other people I don’t know, and I) watch the same movie and all review it on our respective blogs. Having recently read a rousing recap of Event Horizon by the tiniest reviewer, I decided that, a) this was the kind of love-to-laugh club that I should be a part of, and b) we would only be reviewing sci-fi movies. When informed that the first film I’d be ...

Most of the time I’m all talk. Cait, Joino, and I have started scads of businesses and movie scripts and dance contests – in theory – but we rarely follow through and actually bring any of these schemes into being. Well, last night we broke this chain of inaction and followed through with a plan: we watched the movie Terminator while wearing heart rate monitors so as to measure its intensity. Really, the credit must be given to Sam, who wisely pushed us to make solid plans for this fine ...

For many years Cait and I have had a secret weapon at lack-luster dance parties and in awkward crowds at clubs: We can do some Kid n’ Play moves from the movie House Party. You know, the dance that they do with Gina from “Martin” and her hot friend that really gets everyone totally stoked. It is one part Mashed Potato, one part Lindy Hop, and all parts teenage urban sexual rebellion. This was our lifeline to fun and gave us the confidence to challenge all the other bike messenger companies ...