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Holy heckholes! News & a preview!

So, my post over on bestfunnyblog.com is up and ready to be read! :D I feel so loved. Laugh goddamn you. Read it and LAUGH!!!


Also, building up the courage to write another comparison post for Bad Movie Monday, like that STD's in Space one, only this time comparing two hillbilly-based exploitation films. Er, less the "courage to write the post" as "the courage to re-watch the movies". These are not going to be easy to watch again. Actually I'd kind of written them off, especially Creature from the Hillbilly Lagoon which although amusing in a way wasn't much to sneeze at. Also, Redneck Zombies was my first Troma film. It's a bit...kooky.

And then, tonight, I remember making recommendations to a friend. I'd just watched Lagoon, and ended up comparing it with Redneck. The review basically writes itself from there.

So I hope to have this worked up sometime tonight. First, I need some cartoons and comfort popcorn.

If it turns out I can't stomach it I'll either do it from memory (but, what of the screencaps??) or do Galaxy of TerrorStarcrash, or even maybe Body Melt or Gymkata instead. See, half the trouble is letting them simmer long enough after viewing to present themselves as ripe & funny, and sometimes it's just about biting the bullet and finding something to make fun of.

Or just making up your mind about/choosing between some potentially mediocre/nauseating re-viewings. That's probably most of where I'm at tonight. Oh well, we'll see what comes of this!

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