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Total Recall (1990)

– FilmSack Edition

Opener:   Hey, welcome to Mars the red planet, where we are constantly trying to get the outside on the inside by living in domes made of glass and equipping our peace officers with projectile weapons and virtually no common sense. Do you wanna die?  Also, try not to look directly at Dean Norris…AKA Hank from Breaking Bad…AKA the guy with the unfortunate facial mutation shaped like a vagina, he don’t like it. Stress ball? That’s what you will look like if you go outside.

Twitter:    Total Recall (1990) Like a film adaptation of a Philip K Dick story not directed by Stephen Spielberg.  That’s all…just a jab at Minority Report.

Stuff I Loved:

All swartz movies start with boom boom boom industrial boom music

Aren’t these the opening credits to Star Trek: The Motion Picture

Ronny Cox!

Music Jerry Goldsmith.

This  is like a Filmsack All Star Cast

It’s all red! we must be on Mars.

02 and 08 Mount Olympus

Man Swartz has some noisy nasal cavities.

It’s a space love story…nope…it’s a accidental fall and break your pressurized mask and your face becomes one of those stress ball things.

Uh oh. You been dreaming about Brunettes when you are married to a blonde.

I can’t believe he would think telling his blonde wife (roots) about his brunette girl dreams is a good idea.

Man…Swartz was looking his best here…buff but not too buff.

Mmmm…hand blended protein breakfast. Add some nuts.

The future news shows people getting killed.

A wall of screens seems plausible today…but back in 1990 it was the future!

Let’s move to mars…and make little martians.

“What is this? The wilderness channel…fuck that…let’s switch back to News of the future.”

I don’t care about your sex…I want to watch the news! I think this protein shake is killing my sex drive.

Have you found Kuato?

Tokyo World Series.

Khaki, pink…cause future.

You have been casually x-ray’d

I do not want a vacation at the bottom of the ocean.

Recall memories for the vacation you never took.

For the memory of a lifetime…recall, recall…recall.

Hey, what do you do all day? I jack hammer a hole all day….that is a lot of jack hammers. Is this the future….

Apparently jackhammering is good for the arms…

I type with one finger!

Nope…these nails need changing!

Doug Quaid.

$899 credits.

Mt. Pyramid.

Foreshadowing recall agent. Crooked cabbies.

No matter where you go…there you are.

I need the Ego Trip.

Another mention of alien artifacts.

Geez…does that neck needle have to be so aggressive

He likes his women sleezy.

Swartz falls asleep…this is where in a Philip K Dick story that you are unsure what is real and what is a dream.

“Use your head you dumb bitch.. ” can you call y our nurse that?

Cars of the future are boxy and stupid looking.

Johnny Cab. I want to ride in a Johnny Cab.

‘What is going on here blargle…from swartz.”

A lot of neck breaking in this fight. Good jorb.

My wife will believe me!

Why do I have to like athletic women.

All my wife, friends and stuff. My PS4? implanted memory? booo.

Clever Girl…my favorite 2 word phrase in Jurassic Park.

Where do I keep this big ass person tracker? I mean it is huge…I’m pretty sure it is not concealable.

X-Ray wall! We got a gun! Cool sciency shot.

Everybody was grunge in this movie

There are some mighty big squibs in this movie

Escalator of death.

One of my favorite ways a chase ends. The hero gets away because he is fleeing for his life and is willing to take the leap where the bad guy is just doing his job. He ain’t gonna take that kind of risk.

The equivalent of you are breaking up. Sunspots.

Second Level….Galleria.

Trope. Helpful guy on the phone. Trust me…what choice do you have?

Hey, is that Bad Dojo?

Why won’t anyone tell me what I was doing on Mars?

The problem with spy business…leaving a brief case in a bad part of town.

Sony Triniton.

Typical Siri (JohnnyCab) behavior. or…the problem with voice commands to a limited system.

Driving with a joystick.

Johnnycab is malfunctioning. Hope you enjoyed the ride.

Rats that sound like chipmunks.

Mars money looks like monopoly money.

What is is this thing?…spy stuff….oh you will see….

Would love a hologram watch.

Howdy stranger….howdy is a funny word.

Towel head.

Picked up an explosion at the old cement thingy…

Mmmm…spy food…I planned well.

Vertical screens even before smart phones. This movie really could see the future.

Rotor Rooter for your head.

Does a head tracker really need to be that big…How could he even breathe through his nose….that thing had to cover up most of his sinuses.

Rats love candy bars…nom nom nom.

Plot device…give your tracker to  a rat or bird…or something that will lead your followers on a goose chase.

No smoking in the colony. No touching the domes or seals.

What a handsome lady.

2 weeks.

Kuato Lives! Martians thinks he is George Washington.

2 weeks…glarbgle. 2 weeks garble.

Talk about making a scene.

That young lady thinks it’s funny to see the lady….

Who is the two weeks lady? What is she doing  now.

That effect is still amazing…the lady to Quaid scene is amazing.

Well great…you shot the dome wall…which apparently is nothing more than a thin pane of glass that can easily be pierced with a standard issue bullet. Why do they have those guns in there if that is what will happen.

The price of air conversations.

Taxation without representation.

You are in such trouble.

Everything is so red on mars

I don’t give you enough information to think. I like that philosophy.

The many facial emotions of the guy from Star Ship Troopers.

I’ve got magazines…music…and if that don’t work…whiskey! ride in my cab!

Thumb identification technology…man…

Woot…I left myself a map to sex! Man I really loved myself.

Welcome to Mars man…where we are always trying to get the outside inside by blowing stuff up.

Damn…the man don’t even know if he has been on Mars or not…who is the cab driver even talking to.

Pepsi

All psychics are freaks.

Take your 5 kids to the dentist!

A bartender who is all like…what do you want? how about some booze ya worst bartender ever.

Hey vagina face. Can I flick that?

Dean Norris aka Hank from Breaking Bad aka “unfortunate face mutation shaped like a vagina axe wound.”

3 boobies!

Schwartz grunts when he gets his balls grabbed.

These skanks are skanks cause they can’t dance for shit.

The Littlest Skank

The girls always turn on Swartz.

Character Trope: The mousy gov’t/company man.

Schizoid Embolism …not a real thing

Do not take pills…real or otherwise….do not take the pills! especially a red pill

Finally, the fight we all wanted…blonde vs brunette.

That 3 tittied lady has one gimmick…flashing her 3 tits.

Kill them all!

Little lady with a big knife.

Stop fighting and pull out…Let me dramatically turn towards the video phone…why no…I’m not pulling my pud.

Running with flashlights is always a cool thing to see.

I think vagina face/forehead has an attitude like Hanks brother-in-law

How do you keep the bad side of your face moisturized? You never blink psych.

Apparently it is painful or at least orgasmic to show Kuato.

grody belly oracle.

Open your mind! Open your miiiiind,

Alien technology is half a million years old.

3 fingered aliens.

Hey…while you guys were “opening your minds” the place is coming down around you.

Man I never realized how much the matrix took from this movie.

What’s nastier than Kuato? Dead Kuato.

Everybody is in on it…Like Wizard of Oz.

You are your own ObiWan Kinobi

How many techs does it take to haul Schwartz kicking and screaming…all of them!!

If you are going to go into the clean area strong arm guys…you need to wear these stupid over coats.

Sit still stop fighting…just makes it hurt…

Best weapon ever…rod from arm rest

that one tech looks like a young doc brown.

Oh man..ax to the belly…what if that guy had his own Kuato…you just killed it.

Not the fish!! They can’t breathe now….oooooh…like the people in sector G…cut scene!

The reactor makes air…moron….and yes…it was made by aliens.

Bad teeth cabbie is scary when he laughs.

Don’t trust a character with bad teeth.

Getting drilled would hurt.

Hologram or not…just shoot already…

You got to watch crossfire…even if it isn’t a hologram you are not likely to land all of your bullets in your target.

You are coming with me! nope.

Eat this elevator.

What party? ohh…cause they are like suppose to go to an after party but he isn’t going.

Rich guys love going home to eat cornflakes after a hard day of being bad.

Rich guy wants to win at all costs…even willing to blow himself up.

I got the giggly pops!

Green alien power!

Man…even if you survived getting depressurized…what kind of damage would you have…

Here comes the oxygen!

I know this is not how re pressurization works…but it sure looks cool.

Here comes the sun!

Do you have any idea how long it has been since the bartender’s chest hair has blown in the breeze…well…it’s been a while.