Popcorn Pulse 151: Level of the Boss

There was a land of the four entertainments. Books, TV, Music and Film. Everyone watched in peace until the Film nation attacked. And then everyone tuned out because who the fuck cares about the Academy awards anymore? Grab you popcorn and enjoin us in poking the bloated body of film.

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Popcorn Pulse 148: Black Face

Let’s talk tax evasion instead of movies. You know how any number of actors or musicians have tried to avoid taxes by not paying them? The director of today’s film decided to skip that and just give up his US citizenship. So we have Terry Gilliam’s Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus[2009].

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Popcorn Pulse 147: Double Miracle

Let’s dig into the best year to ever have occurred in the history of our lives. At least that’s what we’re going to call it based solely on the films that came out that year. We’re not going for anything most people have heard of though, we’ve got The Miracle Fighters(1982).

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Popcorn Pulse 145: The Last Forger

Has it been awhile since we did a Travolta movie? Probably. No one cares for us to go back and look. We grabbed The Forger[2014] off the rack to see what travesty was produced.

Travolta plays an Art Forger who’s son is dying of cancer. He calls in a favor from a mob boss to get out of jail early. This involves forging a Monet to steal and give to the mob. Travolta almost fits being a washed up wannabe artist who makes copies. Plus they don’t pull any punches and have the kid miraculously beat cancer at the end.

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Popcorn Pulse 144: Vampy Kisses

What to do for movies. Shit, we know we watched something we could do. Fuck it, Nicholas Cage it is. Time to break out Vampire’s Kiss(1988). One of Cage’s first roles where he brings a woman home back to his place and starts making out with her. Things are going well enough to start undressing. At least until a bat comes in.

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