Friday, November 30, 2007

Hour 6.5

Well, not technically 6.5 hours of full on HoPoTo action, but 6.5 hours since we arrived at the secret lair of Horror Dude Jeff - our fearless and often pantless leader. Dear readers, please be sure to check out the comments, where the other "dudes" (i.e., Jeff & Karl) shall be posting from there (unless, of course, they figure out that they can sign in on their own.

Thus far, it's been more "Po" than "Ho," and most of the Po hasn't had any subtitles. You decided dear readers, is porn better when you can make your own dialogue or with the cheesy dialogue written for them. [Side note - dear god, are porn writers part of the WGA, if so, sweet christ, we can't let the strike go on forever.]

So, anyway there we were watching some sort of German schoolgirl flick - schulmadchaen report 1 (or so Jeff tells me) lots of quick cuts to the ladies, but only quick cuts to the, uh, action.

Up now - "Cheeky," by Tinto Brass - I'll let you know how it goes. BTW - Cheeky was supplanted by some other Brass masterpiece

Live Blogging HoPoTo 2007

For those not in the know (like we have any readers who aren't affiliated...) "HoPoTo" is an encore to Sarlaac minus the video & arcade games. The basic premise is to find the worst horror movies you can find, preferably ones with the most nudity. Quality doesn't matter, it's all about content baby.

The first rule of HoPoTo is you must drink during HoPoTo
The second rule of HoPoTo is that you must drink during HoPoTo
The third rule of HoPoTo is that it is a minimum of two days - weekends are best - school day HoPoto's can cause severe rectal bleeding

So, on to the fun. Here's hoping motor functions will hold out for the duration of the weekend.

10:02 PM

Movie watched thus far - Frankenhooker

Currently watching - some Swedish thing where this chick took off her gear in the first scene

Best Karl phrase so far: It smells like a bunch of shrimps had a fart fight

Sunday, November 4, 2007

Don’t make me get the bear repellant.



How craptastic was 30 Days of Night, see title. I very much enjoyed it for the inherent cheese that it possessed. Clearly no one in Barrow, Alaska has ever seen a horror movie or watched Buffy. Granted, these vamps weren’t your run-of-the-mill vamps, these guys were in need of a manicure and had a penchant for kool-aid mouth. However, I refuse to suspend my belief that they didn’t know the bad-guys were vampires.

As the lead vamp said they should have come here years ago, the town doesn’t see sun for 30 days and if vampires had Realtors, I’d bet they would all move to that section of Alaska. Their assault was aided by a “guy” who I guess wanted to be made into a vampire he failed them, I suppose because some of the town resisted? Who knows, they killed him and that was that. Also, I will say that their occupation of Barrow, was a bit shall we say, lacking in finesse. If it were me, I’d round up the townspeople and hold them for later meals. What’s the sense of eating everyone the first day; you’ve got 29 more days to go.

Some ingenious ways to kill the bad guys were deployed. How many whacks does it take to decapitate a vampire – between 2 & 4. Bear traps and bear repellent and a tractor implement.
All in all I’d give it 3 George’s, although no nudity for the boys, and a really sad beard on Josh Hartnett. Hmm, perhaps I should rethink the rating.