It’s been a little bit since we did a theme episode. Or it might not have been so long and we have short memories. That’s what happens when your brain is fueled by rage and stupid like ours. We settled on a show focused on Bill Murray. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 55: Bill Murray
Too often we’re busy discussing the newest films like all the other pedestrian podcasts. Given our always topical choice in films, we decided to reach into the bag of recommendations and find something that has aged. We pulled out a copy of Sidekicks(1992) to see if it aged like wine or like tuna salad. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 54: Devil Kick
Today we jointly discuss a Clint Eastwood movie, The Beguiled(1971). While he has a large filmography, we wanted to avoid a number of the more well known films by Mister McSquinty. Plus the opening scene was so awful that when Wetall saw it, telling him we had to do this. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 53: Hard Clint
If there’s one thing Hollywood, and filmmakers in general, are good at, it’s realizing that there’s a calendar in their office. We’re pretty certain that’s the reason why there was an abundance of films centered around the new millennium released, of course, right around the turn of the millennium.
So it’s quite a surprise that there is a movie called Millennium(1989) which has nothing to do with the year two thousand nor about the much feared Y2K “bug”. It has to do with time travel where people from a thousand years in the future show up to kidnap people before they can die in a plane crash while leaving doppelgangers behind. Also, there are “time-quakes”. No, really.
Weltall then talks about Swordfish. A movie we may have already talked about but couldn’t find any proof of the fact. It features Hugh Jackman pretending to be a hacker which is almost as unbelievable as Halle Berry as a golfer. Did we mention Halle golfs in this? We imagine that the clip of her swing will be what Jack Nicklaus will have to watch on endless loop in the afterlife. It will be as penance for all those crappy cartridge games that slapped his name on them.
Tim then talks about the remake, Poseidon. Not only is it rather unnecessary it’s got enough CGI that it serves as a tourist brochure for the Matrix. The main characters come together for apparently no reason to go to the engine room after the ship is overturned. People die off in order of billing and randomly end up imperiled while not knowing how the got there.
After a lot of low budget and generally poor films as our joint discussion, we thought it would be interesting to pick something considered a classic. So we chose Rashomon(1950). It’s a movie so influential that it had a story telling device named after it. That where a story is told from multiple viewpoints expanding on the potential for unreliable narrators. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 51: Rash Man
Even if humanity stopped making films right this second and never made another, there would still almost be too many to watch in a lifetime. That doesn’t mean they’re all quality though. By the time you died, you’d have watched a mountain of garbage recorded by some schmo with a Sony Handycam and two hundred parts ambition to one part talent.
So it’s baffling when one of the best known turds from the nineties, Samurai Cop, received a sequel in the twenty first century. Through the miracle of crowdfunding, the majority of the original cast is reunited under a director who is either worse than the original or a savant at making movies appear bad. Going by his filmography, we believe the answer to be obvious. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 50: Empire Cop
There was a period in the eighties and nineties where if you wanted to make a movie featuring martial arts, you did so by invoking something from the “far east”. Hence Samurai Cop(1991). It features some regular B movie actors, a bunch of unknowns and hilarious dialogue. And as there was a sequel done last year, we’ll be doing that in our next Popcorn Pulse. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 49: Ultra Cop
Contrary to popular belief, we don’t listen and have strong feelings about all current or recent musical acts in existence. As such, the only time we’d ever heard Selena Gomez was in tandem to Justin Bieber. Then we decided to watch Getaway.
Someone involved in this movie decided that Selena, who has no name, screech like a macaw with its leg caught in a car door at Ethan Hawke for twenty minutes. This is in spite of the fact she learns right away that he’s just a pawn. But at least all the car crashes are practical effects and we get to see Jon Voight disgustingly eat olives. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 48: Filthy Getaway
As we hadn’t time to get our hands on a copy of a film which was suggested, we had to go with a second choice. We jointly discuss Now You See Me, featuring the teaming up of Jesse Eisenberg and Woody Harrelson once more.
It features a team of four magicians who get recruited into a super secret society of magic. They go on a string of illusions/heists while pursued by the Hulk during some of his down time. This would explain why he was too busy to aid Captain America during the events of Winter Soldier. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 46: Now You See Dick
We don’t often get recommendations that we can jointly review. Tim is more than willing to sit down to any abomination put to celluloid, preference given to anything that predates the turn of the millennium. Weltall is tolerant as long as it isn’t mind meltingly stupid and filmed on some liberal arts major’s iphone. So it was with no small amount of trepidation that we approached a recommendation from our most prolific source of emails
Sorceress(1982) is a budget sword and sandal flick. Not that there was any other kind of fantasy film before Peter Jackson demonstrated it was worth investing a few bucks into a fantasy and treat it with a certain amount of gravity. It was made in Mexico, presumably to skirt the guild fees and to stretch their budget dollar further. It features twins who posed in Playboy, back when people cared, a knockoff Gimli before Gimli was filmed and creepy goat man who bleats and runs off to presumably masturbate in the woods. Continue reading Popcorn Pulse 47: Sorceressuckit