This week in Adventures in Filmsacking we leave the comforts of Netflix & Chill and head down to the mean streets of YouTube comments where Randy has gotten into a spot of trouble after an Internet troll who has stolen Randy’s identity (and his fancy rose colored Snachat specs (FANCY!)) and starts posting racially insensitive rhymes in the form of the blues. Bud da da da dum. No one leaves YouTube without lip-syncing the blues!
Anywho, time to hop in Ibbott’s rusted out 1997 Mazda Miata and see if we can save Randy before he has to fight a hobo for a wiener in the Apple store. Man I sure hope we don’t run into any trouble along the way!
Hey, has anyone seen my cleaning gloves? I think I saw Elisabeth Shue wearing them earlier.
Continue reading “Adventures In Babysitting (1987) – Filmsack Show Notes”
Well Alice, this is our life now. Yep, Void as far as the eye can see. except for that giant Pyramid…wait. is that The Void? I mean I was thinking of The Void as more of a location or state of mind than an actual object. Hey…do you hear that?
Hmm…I wonder what they do with our mail? I mean do they pick it up here or do we have to go someplace triangle shaped to drop it off. We still need to do Christmas cards right? I mean this doesn’t get us out of that does it? Do you hear that?
Hey Alice, Sorry about chopping you up earlier.
Seriously, you don’t hear that? Hey look…it’s Bev! Awkward!
Continue reading “The Void (2016) – Filmsack Show Notes”
Shhh…do you guys hear that? It’s the Flutey Tootey music of Danny Elfman. You know what that means dont’cha. That’s right. We are about to watch one of them military action thrillers that takes place in the jungle.
But before we do that… I’m gonna need some proof of life…maybe Scott could hold up his iPad with today’s FAKE NEWS or Maybe Randy could show me his hobbit feet and the latest WoW Release notes.
No wait! I got it….Ibbott…find a cure for Alzheimer’s while playing a cover of Van Morrison’s “I’ll be your lover, too”
Ahhh…that’s the stuff.
Also, no one talk about this movie in front of Dennis Quaid…ever…infinity
Continue reading “Proof Of Life (2000) – Filmsack Show Notes”
Listen, here’s the thing.
If you can’t spot the sucker in your first half hour of this movie, then you are the sucker.
Guys around here’ll tell ya… you “sack” for a living. But It’s like any other content creation endeavor. You can’t sack for a living. You grind it out. Like toothpaste after your significant other squeezes from the top of the tube. WHY!
Also, here are some things I’ve heard from my day to day life as a podcaster.
“If it don’t hurt. Slam it in the car door.” – Mike “The Italian Ice” Rodriguez.
“Sucking on a fountain straw like that will get you face punched dude.” – Drunk Guy on 5th
“Winners floss.” – Tommy The Tooth
Gawd, how boring is something when you have nothing better to do than sit around quoting assholes and making up names for shit. Don’t splash the pot!
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This week’s FilmHack inspired me to start my own FanFic Film Play called “License to Lose” where Grandpa Anderson has to fight the DMV in order keep his license after he is diagnosed with dementia.
License to Lose will most likely be a senior-citizen adventure film starring Corey Feldman as a cantankerous old grandpa who must prove he can still drive after his dick son-in-law reports him to the DMV due to a controversial diagnosis of moderate dementia and results in his license being revoked.
Hilarity ensues as Grandpa Feldman tries to get frisky with his DMV examiner in the back seat of his Caddy. Oh Grandpa…you can’t drive in the back seat.
Further hi-jinx follow when Grandpa Feldman tries to order a vanity plate from a high tech kiosk but discovers that “Grandpa” is already taken. Sure he tries Grandpa1, GrandpaRulez, Grandpa with @ symbols for A’s….all taken. That is until he wallops the monitor with a cane. Bingo!
If you are still listening…give me a call.
Coming to a theater…or not…near you…or not.
Continue reading “License To Drive (1988) – Show Notes”
This week on LeatherSack we cannibalize a horror classic.
5 youths hop in their hipster van on a quest to uncover the answer to the mystery “Is grandpa where we buried him?” Things really escalate when the gang runs out of gas and must spend the night in an old dilapidated house next door to a family of cannibals.
The action really picks up when Fred and Daphne stumble into some real horror when they follow the “sounds of gas” right into the neighbor’s kill room.
“is that gas? I hear gas”
After Fred and Daphne fail to return, Velma dispatches as a search party of one. Uncharacteristically, Jerry…er…Velma..doesn’t lose his glasses but does take a hatchet to the face while screaming like a girl…because…she is one.
Finally, Shaggy and Scooby are left all alone and must decide between their friends and food but since Jerry…er…Velma took the damn keys the duo heads over to…you guessed it…the neighbor’s house. On the way there Scooby takes a Chain Saw to the chest, ruining his appetite for BBQ for at least a week and Shaggy fails to unmask the Villain but does manage to get away by running in and out of rooms while being chased by vampires, mummies and other baddies.
It’s hilariously horrific.
The End. and in the words of the great Douglas “Duddits” – Scooby Dooby Doo we got some work to do now.. Chain Saw Dance.
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