Sometimes I find myself inordinately amused by the bizarro WTF??? factor of an action. My work comrade Paul and I were email bantering one time, and the topic du jour was blaxploitation cinema (we have a wondrous variety of email subject matter) He alerted me to a SPECTACULARLY BAD movie poster and in response, I proposed the hilarious notion of buying a HUGE print of this poster and taking great care to frame it nicely and then hanging it in a place of prominence in one's living room. I don't know why, but the thought cracks me up. Well, of course I'm gonna make w/ the visual aid--
I wonder if Roxanne would have fawned over THIS for a housewarming gift?? I think what I *most* love is that line of copy : "NOW you are ready for Mandingo"
Oh, and here is a poster that I really would genuinely like to hang on my wall. Vinnie Price is the COOLEST.
This reminds me to remind you--NOW is the time of year to start with your Vincent Price movie marathons. I streamed "Theater of Blood" on Netflix on Saturday night. I only managed to get about 1/2 way thru it though. The movie was decent, but the sound quality was AWFUL. I had the sound on my laptop turned up all the way and so was the volume on the Netflix player, but I was still missing bits. I felt like my Dad without his hearing aids. NOT enjoyable.
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