The
Aboriginal Snowman
Somewhere in Australia,
a dingo coughs up a hairball, a shimp gets tossed onto the barbie, Paul
Hogan looks for a job, and a mad, mad, mad scientist named Hobis Goosniget
creates a terrible creature. After secretly replacing a young man’s blood
with Folger’s Coffee©, a hideous abomination
is created - a repugnant beast with a rich aroma. This terribly fiendish
creature is played by saucy Australian porn star OzzyPedro in his best
performance since "Dingo’s Ate My Thong Bikini." OzzyPedro is sympathetic
as a drunken gerbil farmer turned grotesque beast. He yearns to be normal
again; drinking screw-top wine and herding his flock of gerbils to the
market. But alas, his life is changed forever as Goosniget concocts his
evil plans. Goosniget plans to take over the world by letting loose this
ghastly deformity on the general public. Why? Because Goosniget is mad.
Having lost his chance at the Noble Peace Prize because all his experiments
had to do with death, torment and destruction, he wants to strike back
at the world which once called him Stinky Pants and allowed bullies to
give him wedgies. So he sends OzzyPedro out to commit devious acts of torment
such as ringing doorbells and running, making prank phone calls and throwing
eggs at passing cars. Goosniget’s fiendish plan to take over the world,
however, is damaged by the fact that he is in Australia, the ass-end of
the world, where there really isn’t much to conquer except some stinky
koala bears and a few hundred thousand kangaroos. About this time National
Geographic hears the strange stories of a man-beast who likes playing practical
jokes, so they send a team out to find, hunt and tag OzzyPedro. Lead by
the famous Blurby Mooch, the comatose actor and American TV star, the National
Geographic team stumbles onto Goosniget’s vile plan and accidentally foil
it by giving the mad scientist a wedgie. OzzyPedro is found and fitted
with a radio collar but not before he feeds Goosniget to some hungry dingos.
The poignant ending has OzzyPedro hunting for his lost gerbil farm amid
the ruins of Paul Hogan’s acting career.
The
Angry Red Midget
He’s red. He’s angry.
And he’s a midget. Can it get any worse? You bet - this damned midget is
French! This movie begs the question, "Do you prefer to watch a French
midget movie or to get a sharp stick to the eye?" Personally, I vote
for the sharp stick. This movie opens up with our two heroes, Fifi Albatross,
an illegal French mime, and her boyfriend Gay Pupone, a stupid French cheese
maker and professional dog biscuit collector, as they stumble into the
French Embassy looking for gum. They are accidentally shot into space after
some American astronauts confuse them with the trained chimps used in the
space program. After a harrowing space flight and equally harrowing crash
landing (in which we see some of the best special effects of the movie
- two paper plates held together with tape ‘flying’ through the air via
a piece of string) our heroes find themselves on planet Chuff. There they
find a the strange, hideously deformed midget creature known only as Pete,
ruling over his imaginary collection of Beanie Babies. Pete immediately
puts the moves on Fifi who in turn rejects his advances by pretending to
be in ‘the box’. This causes Pete, already angry at being French, to get
really pissed off. After an amazing fight scene in which Pete makes Gay
Pupone eat sand while getting a wedgie, Pete is defeated by his own Beanie
Babies lead by the retired Garcia bear. Sadly Gay is killed in the fighting
and Fifi, now stranded on planet Chuff, marries the Garcia bear in an imaginary
mime ceremony.
Village
Of The Damned Mimes
This movie is just
teeming with mimes - hence the title. Also known as Those Damn Mimes!
and Where Mimes Dare, this movie is set in 1975 and shows the horror
that is inevitable when mimes are allowed to live and breed. The little
town of Spoonbender, Iowa has a real problem. An infestation of mimes has
caused the people of the town to go mad, beat each other with German sausages
about the face and taunt rabid badgers into staring contests. The body
count is high as the madness engulfs everyone. Death by German sausage
is shown in graphic detail as is the frightful mime stare that paralyzes
even the mightiest of men into feeble minded, drooling dolts. In enters
Snuggly Pushpins, played cheerfully by a heavily medicated Elvis Shortliver.
Pushpins is a swashbuckling toilet washer for Taco Bell who lives on the
edge. Fearing that the mimes will want to spread their vileness throughout
the country side, Pushpins goes into action. He is unaffected by the ‘mime
madness’ because he’s already insane. He lures the mimes with promises
of autographed pictures of David Hasslehoff, buckets of lard and raw pork
products. When this attempt fails to draw the mimes out into the open,
Pushpins gets all ‘Rambo’ and hunts those offensive mimes down one by one.
Hot pokers are used to crush and kill those wretched things and Pushpins
wields them with power and grace which belay his medicated state. Good
triumphs over evil as Pushpins defeats the mimes by playing KISS records
backwards and urinating in public. The inhabitants of Spoonbender are so
happy that this misguided, medicated waif has saved them that Pushpins
is given the key to the city and a bag of rabid badgers.
Frankenstein
Meets Aunt Jemimah
A professional fire
eater named Milkweed Fetid and her idiot assistant Goober Peas discover
ancient writings carved on the walls of an underground Romanian cemetery.
So they decide to dabble with things they don’t understand and thus they
unleash the curse of the Evil Aunt Jemimah. Aunt Jemimah, looking quite
spry even after 200 years buried under six feet of dirt, turns out to be
not so incredibly evil after all. Inviting Milkweed and Goober to dine
on some of her delicious, yet evil pancakes, she informs them that she
wants to become Queen of the Pancakes and demands that since they resurrected
her they should help. As it happens, Evil Aunt Jemimah becomes an ally
to Milkweed and Goober’s fight against Frankenstein, the King of Evil Breakfast
Foods. Frankenstein, who has come to Romania in the hopes of re-opening
his once popular evil deli, is an aging old goat of a monster who risks
the deplorable laughter of his fellow monsters by sometimes appearing in
public dressed as a Bavarian school girl. When Aunt Jemimah and Frankenstein
finally met, a fierce battle ensues where Aunt Jemima trashes Frankenstein’s
decrepit green butt with her delectable pancake batter. Never before has
a horror movie so blatantly shown butter and eggs being used in such a
baneful display of depravity. This movie dares to show how deadly yummy
breakfast food can be when placed in the wrong, evil hands. After whipping
Frankenstein's hinder, Aunt Jemimah fulfills her childhood dream of becoming
Pancake Queen while Frankenstein is allowed to die like a Kevorkian outpatient.
Dr.
Jekyll And Mr. French
We always knew Mr.
French was a fiendish old bastard. Now we have proof! Evil Sabastian Cabot,
Mr. French to you, has taken over mild-mannered Dr. Jekyll, played with
almost no believability by New & Improved Jason. How scary is this
movie? Well Jason plays a poodle loving social leper in love with Vole
Shumpt, a professional midget body builder and spokesperson for Snackwurst
Food Products©. That should be scary
enough, but no! Mr. French, born out a spoiled batch of chocolate waffle
batter, is a cross-dressing pig farmer who sends fan mail to Bea Arthur,
collects gum wrappers and drinks maple syrup by the quart. He promptly
alienates Vole with his vile and contemptuous ways. But while Vole tries
to save Jason from his demon batter alter-ego, Jason embraces some of French’s
tawdry and insulting habits. Jason is being pulled into the dark ways of
the chocolate waffle, and he begins to show signs of waffle poisoning;
cravings for turnip-flavored Popsicle’s, bathing in maple syrup, nervous
ticks and twitching, and a lusting for hot pokers. Vole, who is often confused
with a scabby garden gnome, tries to help Jason but accidentally runs his
poodle over with a golf cart. Can Vole save her beloved Jason before he
succumbs to Mr. French and his army of gerbils? Is Mr. French the anti-Christ?
Can Jason stop dressing like a female impersonator
and wear some socks? Will Mr. French get Buffy
and Jodi to bed on time? Check out the cool scene where Vole wrestles with
some of Mr. French’s trained gerbils while filming a Snackwurst infomercial.
This chilling movie will make you question the existence of poodles, socks
and midgets. It sure did for us.
Earth
Vs. The Flying Spaghetti Sauce
An alien invasion
force composed entirely of contemptuous spaghetti sauce has threaten to
turn the planet Earth into a giant plate of pasta! What will the Earth
do? Filmed in 1983, this snarly-good film has some great special effects;
check out the hot, flesh-melting marinara sauce. The film stars such washed-up
B-movie acting talent as John Saxon, Mr. T, and Sally Struthers and was
filmed entirely on location in some guy’s backyard. The plot centers around
the discovery of a hostile alien fleet of tomato sauce bent on destroying
the Earth and enslaving the human inhabitants to toil in the bread mines
of a far off world. Check out the moving performance by Mr. T as a bikini-clad
biker and contestant of the Miss America pageant. If anyone deserves an
Oscar for bringing sensitivity to the role of a cross-dressing loser, it’s
T. After the pageant is called off due to the impending doom of invasion
and destruction, T, oh-so dainty in stiletto heels, helps Dr. Gutpopper,
a retired dentist, beat back those pesky jars of tasty, chunky style sauce.
Can the Earth mount a defense before the evil sauce has begun the mass
destruction? Does Earth have enough firepower to repel this tomatoey menace?
Is red wine the best choice to serve with linguine? Why did Mr. T stop
wrestling? And is that really John Saxon’s hair? But never fear - with
Sally Struthers in the film there is no way even the smallest morsel of
chow is going to waste. Struthers, who has one of those unhinging jaws
normally found only in reptiles, eats like an ugly dog lost in a car wash.
The ending has Struthers devouring the alien’s fleet with some fresh Italian
bread.
The
Invisible Marmoset
It all started with
a phone call from my agent. "Simian, have I got a great role for you!"
"Talk to me." "Its a real dynamic part. You’ll be playing a marmoset."
"That’s not a real stretch." "Yeah but its an invisible marmoset."
"Ahhhhhh……" And so the wacky mayhem begins. This movie is a lost H.G. Wells
classic tale of murder, monkeys and cheese puffs. After a loony scientist
named Clover Narf comes up with this equally loony idea of making monkeys
invisible and turning them into his own personal army bent on stealing
everyone’s car keys, he injects his trusty, loyal lab monkey (me) with
the invisible serum. This isn’t the brightest idea seeing how we marmosets
are pretty freaking small in the first place. Its tough enough trying not
to get stepped on when I’m visible let alone invisible. Anyway Narf is
quite out of his mind and his cravings for cheese puffs and world domination
are, to say the least, not very sane. The first mission he sends me, the
Invisible Marmoset, to do is kidnap Curious George and pop a cap in the
ass of the Man with the Yellow Hat. After that I must hunt down Chim Chim
of Speed Racer fame and free him from the trunk of Speed’s car. My orders
are also to bitch slap that sniveling hecubus Spridle and kick Pops in
the hinder before I leave. I then was to secure Bubbles, Gleep of the Super
Friends, and Donkey Kong. Upon returning to the lab after my last mission
I discover Narf, besotted with power and cheese puffs, trying to animate
raisins into killer zombies. It is then I realize just how mad this whack-ass
lunatic is. Gathering my monkey brethren, we overthrow Narf in a nasty
showdown involving paper clips, rubber bands and an anvil made entirely
out of cheese. Narf gets a paper clip in the eye and, as the saying goes,
"it's always fun ‘til someone loses an eye." After we take over the lab,
we realize the power we hold and decide to continue Narf’s world domination
idea, but in a much more subtle, and evil, way. So we sit down at typewriters
and start pounding out scripts for Baywatch Nights and movies starring
anyone from the cast of Friends. And don’t forget the snarly soundtrack;
recorded by various artists, these are cover versions of the best of the
Oswald Honkers and was recorded at Clownies Meat Sandwich Shop.
The
Amazing Colon Man
Don’t think a grown
man in a diaper is terrifying? Watch this film. After wild hamsters chew
their way into the nuclear power plant a terrible accident occurs. Nuclear
matter spills onto resident janitor, Flab Crouton, a simpleton who bares
more than a passing resemblance to Mr. Clean©.
Suddenly, without any warning, Crouton begins to notice that his colon
is growing at an alarming rate. In order to control his wayward large intestine,
Crouton makes giant Depends Undergarments©
for himself and begins watching Baywatch marathons on TV. If this isn’t
scary enough, Crouton starts getting yearnings for Raisin Bran©
and the voluptuous form of Burt Reynolds©.
Thinking that Crouton is some kind of freak (well, he is) the townspeople
run him out of town with hot pokers. He ends up in Dwarf Village, a town
that consists solely of midgets, thinking that he can hide his deformity
and live normally among the wee little folk. This fails miserable since
Crouton wears only his Depends and shaves all his body hair until his fleshly
physique is oiled to a shiny perfection. Refusing to allow Crouton to deplete
their precious supply of Raisin Bran, and not wanting to have anything
to do with Burt Reynolds since his acting career is so insipid, the midgets
revolt and send their midget planes, midget tanks and midget anti-aircraft
missiles to take down Colon Man. Crouton destroys the village but does
not escape the wrath of the midgets. He dies a fiery death but not before
he utters the most famous line in the movie, "Pork; the other white meat."
This film is directed by French filmmaker, Lewgy Ezanidiot.
Godzilla
Meets Tinky Winky
Once upon a time,
Godzilla awoke from the bottom of the ocean with a hankering for human
innards and custard. "Oh my!" thought Godzilla as he began desecrating
the lovely island of Japan, turning over buildings and scorching the earth
with his frosty breath. "This is truly the funniest, most wonderful thing
to do! Oh what a good monster I am!" As Godzilla continued to obliterate
Japan, squishing cars and Japanese children under his giant clawed feet,
he sang softly to himself and gaily went about pummeling the inhabitants
of Japan into steaming piles of fleshy goo. It was about this time that
a visiting group of British tourists, the Teletubbies©,
decided that it was best for them to leave the country. They had already
had a dickens of a time with the children of Japan who, instead of adoring
them, wanted to gut them like fish and watch them writhe in freakish misery
until which time they would be dead. Since this is a reaction the Tubbies
usually get, they thought nothing of it. But now that cheerful atomic monster
Godzilla was bearing down on their hotel and Po suggested that it may be
a good time to leave. Godzilla, while he was indeed singing a lovely rendition
of I’m a Little Teapot, was getting ready to fry the hotel into
a crispy collection of toothpicks. "Oh no!" cried LaLa. "I scared!" cried
Dipsy. "Shiny" said Tinky Winky as he clutched his pretty red purse. Po
just cried silent tears of despair. "What we do?" asked Dipsy. "We die,"
said LaLa now reserved to the fact that the vulgar existence of the Tubbies
was at an end. Their contract with Satan was up. "Oh no!" said Tinky Winky.
"Big Godzilla wants to play!" And with that Tinky Winky ran out of the
hotel. Swinging his purse and giggling he danced around Godzilla until
the mighty creature laughed and laughed and laughed. Godzilla had found
a true friend. The rest of the Tubbies, seeing Tinky Winky and Godzilla
frolicking about, ran outside to have some fun. Not liking the rest of
the group, Godzilla crushed them with a swoosh from his mighty tail, turning
LaLa, Dipsy and Po into merrily colored pools of terrycloth sludge. With
that Tinky Winky cried, "Again! Again!"
The
Old People
This film is taken
from a short story written by Crumbly Biscuits for 1950’s horror/sci-fi
magazine Idiot Planet. Are these people old? Yeah you bet! Older
than dirt. Why, they remember having to walk to school with no shoes on
in the middle of winter. And it was uphill both ways. Filmed in 1952 and
starring that pillar of mediocre acting talent John Agar, a true piece
of human driftwood, this movie is a chilling look at how deadly crusty
old people can be when they don’t get enough fiber in their diet. Watching
this film, you can almost smell urine staining the celluloid, like some
giant Depends Undergarment©. This
film has it all: walkers, support hose, false teeth, incontinence, and
sadly, much more. When the local nursing home, The Raisin Ranch, runs out
of whole wheat bagels, there’s trouble. A group of rabid, frothing old
people start to kill with reckless abandon. Metal canes are jammed in places
you never thought they could be jammed into. Hearing aids are used
to beat victims senseless. Anything these deranged ancients can get their
hands on they do - bibs, reading glasses, Freedent©
gum (won’t stick to dental work) is used to torment and massacre hapless
idiots who get in their way. Check out the snarly cameo by Pablo of Crapco
as a crackpot doctor trying to locate more tasty whole wheat bagels and
maybe some yummy lox too. Pablo’s death by toenail clipper is gruesome
yet cinematically beautiful. After a while however these elderly people
are all bound up so-to-speak. It’s up to Agar to relieve the pressure and
bring these folks back to their normal, vegetative states. Agar, who’s
acting is in and of itself a giant enema, merely lapses into an endless
dialogue and slowly kills off each and every one of these archaic people
with sheer, horrifying boredom. Good thing too, as all that urine was starting
to back up the plumbing.
I
Was A Teenage Frenchman
I think the title
says it all. This chilling film is about the life of Mice Laundry, a frustrated
teenager who one day discovers that he is French after he drinks some especially
runny blue cheese. Following Mice’s life as a filthy teenage Frenchman,
we see how Mice just doesn’t fit in with the rest of the town’s hormonal,
gun-toting teens. He discovers that his biological parents where really
circus folk - his dad a sideshow geek and his mother a giant hamster -
in the Cirque de Soleil. Finding out this horrid truth, Mice seeks solace
from the local drunken clergyman, Father Lucky O’Charms. Played by real-life
alcoholic actor and new liver recipient, Dergus Zanpherpepper, O’Charms
vomits a lot and gets the shakes. He’s really not of much comfort to Mice
as he is extremely inept, unkempt and usually loaded to the gills. Whenever
Mice sees blue cheese he reverts back to his horrible French ways. This
doesn’t deter his moronic, inbred girlfriend Junebug, the toothless turtle
food collector and demolition derby queen. She still loves him even when
he leaps into an impromptu imitation of Jerry Lewis after ingesting several
pounds of blue cheese. After slipping into a mime impression, Mice accidentally
impales himself with a wedge of Cheddar and goes into a mime-coma. At the
same time O’Charms drowns in a pool of his own drool and Junebug is killed
when her mobile home is ransacked by angry weasels. This movie is directed
by famed French Canadian director Gurgle Irkedusall and spawned a new generation
of teenage movies; I Was a Teenage Boy Scout, I Was a Teenage
Elvis Impersinator and I Was a Teenage Zeppelin. (Proceeds of
the rental of this movie goes to getting Zanpherpepper a fresher liver.)
The
Texas Egg Mess
Based on a true
story, this film takes us to Texas in 1978 and tells the tale of a rather
grizzly night of terror and eggs. After a night of hard drinking at the
local Denny’s©, Fudgie Dewhale, matriarch
of the inbred Dewhale clan, becomes convinced that there is a black-market
for fermented egg white moonshine. So Dewhale begins hiding chickens in
her trousers for several weeks at a time in an attempt to harness eggs
with a powerful fermentation. This is disgusting enough to film as a horror
movie all its own, but no, there’s more. In enters some goofy, mixed-up,
middle aged teenagers who stumble into Dewhale’s plan. Directed by Rube
Stumpy, this film is filled with teenage mayhem and inbred fury. Some teenage
loser gets disemboweled with a chicken. Someone else gets run over by a
tractor. Some inbreeds eat dog hair and drink motor oil. There are endless
close ups of chickens laying rotten eggs onto corpses and inbred kids without
eyelids. This movie moves like a funeral procession on Valium. If truth
is stranger than fiction, then it's also stupider than fiction.
The Dewhale clan is best described as completely asinine, and even that
is being kind. And maybe it's just me, but why would you want to have children
with one of your siblings? The only thing this story is missing is crippled
circus midgets. If we had a few of those freaks
in the movie maybe I would have actually cared what happened to these insipid
middle-aged teens. The high point of the movie comes when the local sheriff,
a small part played by a irritable and gaseous Mr. Lardlumps, complains
that his boils are acting up again. We’re spared actually viewing them,
however the implied visuals are scary enough. But at least the movie lives
up to its title - it is indeed a mess.
The
Fat Wolf Man
Two mad scientist
bachelor types live with a fat, giggling little boy named Ginger, who wears
skimpy leather hot pants and speaks like a chipmunk sucking on helium.
As a joke, the scientists feed Ginger a secret concoction that turns him
into a fat, giggling werewolf. Not knowing how to reverse this, they get
him a job as a disc jockey for a local oldies station. Ginger does well
spinning records and barking at the moon. He even gets a shiny new flea
collar and some Milk Bones©. Fed up
with trying to housebreak Ginger, the two loser scientist head home and
leave Ginger in the tender care of a motherly Joan Crawford. Suddenly another
movie springs up in the middle of this one. Not that that is a bad thing
considering that this film is brimming with dead space, a lot of endless
walking sequences and many shots of overhead lamps. As the two scientist
bicker and insult each other in a haze of Tequila and SPAM©,
a spaceship crash lands in their back yard. The alien that appears is a
rather shaggy looking red creature with a cheerful disposition and a childlike
voice. After sucking the scientist's brains out with a straw, the alien
heads into town looking for mayonnaise and cheap wine. Later a meteor impacts
in the desert. A woman is found dead of mayonnaise poisoning and it’s all
up to the fat wolf man, Ginger, to do something about it. No matter that
he’s just a fat little boy with fur glued to his face. No matter
either that he’s urinated on Joan Crawford’s best oriental rug. Ginger
is thrust into being a hero. Following a meeting with the shaggy red alien,
a fight ensues where Ginger promptly gets his hinder handed to him by his
giggling alien counterpart. Suddenly things get really sticky as a group
of intergalactic hedghogs show up and practice
a game of tug of war on some leftover meatloaf.
Don’t ask me how this concludes - I’m usually too strung up with Valium
to ever get to the end of this one.
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