I’m Ted Baxter; here now, the news. Flawless impression, right? This is one of my Guilty Pleasures, the Will Ferrell comedy “Anchorman.” Yes it’s juvenile and as lowbrow as you can get without being a neckbeard but it makes me laugh and the cast is amazing, as are the cameos. Seriously, how many movies are there that have appearances by Tim Robbins, Danny Trejo, and Jack Black. Oh. Really? That many? Huh. I had no idea. Well, anyway, this one is a lot of dopey fun and it’s the movie that spawned a thousand memes (“Well, that escalated quickly!” “I love lamp.”) So slap on some Sex Panther, put on some jazz flute and dust off your many leather-bound books as we tackle the movie that asks the question “Why even bother trying to be classy?”
Herein, forthwith, etc, is another Guilty Pleasure; this time it’s one of the earliest works of the writers Abrahams, Zucker and Zucker, the mad minds behind the “Airplane!” movies. Heavily influenced by sketch comedy (this movie premiered the same year as “Saturday Night Live”), “Kentucky Fried Movie” is a series of vignettes parodying all sorts of tv, movie, and commercial styles, from martial arts movies to sexual coaching tapes to . . . porn?! Is it tasteful? No. Is it a bit dated? Yes. Does it drag at times? Sure. Is it funny? Well, give a listen (spoiler: yes it is!) It may all seem a bit much but in case of emergency, this podcast comes equipped with Big Jim Slade, so there’s nothing to worry about. So join us, and find out how zinc oxide affects your life. Film at eleven.
Kevin Smith is a celebrated director. “Clerks” is often credited with jumpstarting the indie film movement. “Chasing Amy” is a Golden Globe nominee. “Dogma” is one of my favorite movies. But . . . this one. “Mallrats” is, shall we say, not one of his best. This one, however, is my pick, partly because it is supposed to take place in the Mall of America, that monument to shopping that opened while I was living in Minnesota. The movie is dopey, the plot and dialogue are juvenile, but it’s still quite a bit of fun. The movie introduced us to Ben Affleck, tried to given Shannon Doherty a film career (ok, bit of a misfire there), AND it included a speaking performance by the great Stan Lee that’s more than one line! Also, this is the movie that is referenced by the Stan Lee cameo in the recent MCU film “Captain Marvel.” So . . . that’s gotta mean something, right? Right? Um . . . so anyway, join us and maybe you too will be able to see the sailboat.
Here it is folks: if you look in the encyclopedia under “guilty pleasure,” all you’ll see is a picture of Bruce Willis and the words “Hudson Hawk.” It’s true. Don’t bother actually checking an encyclopedia (right, like anyone has one of those lying around anymore) and most importantly don’t ask anyone who owns an encyclopedia to actually check because they are lying to you. Yes, this week we’re talking about the movie that dares to ask the question “ . . . wait, what just happened?” A remarkable cast, some great locations, David Caruso in a blissfully silent part, and a script that is so dang bazonkas it’s hilarious. Yes, this is a terribly made movie but . . . darn it, the thing is just so much fun. Forget about suspending your disbelief, lock your disbelief in the basement, nail the door closed and come and listen to us. C’mon; you could be swingin’ on a star!
Welcome back, Pointers! This week’s “Guilty Pleasure” is one
of mine: the John Cusack (and most of his family) vehicle “Grosse Point Blank,”
a movie about a charming professional assassin attending his 10th
high school reunion.
Yeah, I know.
I do recognize this movie as seriously flawed: plot holes, odd improvised dialogue, a tone that shifts so wildly and suddenly you might end up with whiplash but the characters are a lot of fun, the cast is very cool and the music is pure 80’s (in a good way. No, really). It’s just . . . odd. And really, are we supposed to be rooting for a murderer-for-hire to reconcile with his high-school sweetheart and find love? Really?
But where else will you find a movie with Alan Arkin, Dan Ackroyd and kick-boxing legend Benny “The Jet” Urquidez in it? Seriously, where? Give a listen, maybe we’ll tell you (spoiler: we won’t).