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Thursday, June 23, 2011

Thursday's Ways Not To Die

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To those of you not primarily devoted to sleaze, I apologize for the recent gunk-bath we've been taking here at MNPP these past two episodes of Thursday's Ways Not To Die. I'm just going through a little bit of a Frank Henenlotter phase right now and to be in a Frank Henenlotter phase is to be submerged past your eyeballs in filth. This too shall pass. Next week I'll show a cute little pony getting petted to death or something equally adorable. But for the time being, you really gotta see this shit!

Last time around we witnessed deadly blowjobbery in 1988's Brain Damage - well two year's later with nobody's-classic Frankenhooker director Frank Henenlotter would quite possibly top himself.

Frankenhooker tells the story of a boy's love for a girl and how when the girl runs herself over with a giant lawnmower he goes a little mad. OK? OK. This involves the single greatest news report ever:
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"In a blaze of blood, bones, and body parts, the vivacious young girl was instantly reduced to a tossed human salad... a salad that police are still trying to gather up... a salad that was once named... Elizabeth."

I mean, if you don't immediately fall in love right then and there, we can't be friends.

So anyway from there the heartbroken young man decides he'll piece his beloved bride-to-be back together, but unfortunately all that's left of her is the head. So he does what any heartbroken young man with just the head of his fiance left would do - he turns to science.


Namely, he invents a super-strong form of crack cocaine that he calls "Super Crack," which he then will trick some prostitutes into smoking and once they've died from this Super Crack - he reasons this will be their own fault, because he didn't force them to smoke the Super Crack, the filthy drug addicts - he'll reassemble his love from their parts. Naturally. (I think this was one of the Canterbury Tales?)


Shockingly, this rock-solid plan - crack rock solid, har! - doesn't quite work out like he expects it to, and... well see what happens once the ladies smoke the Super Crack after the jump. (Surprisingly, all this isn't safe for work! Whoda thunk.)
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So now we ask ourselves the most obvious query:
Where the hell's Frank Henenlotter's honorary Oscar?

That muscle man you see getting bonked in the head with a head in that last one is the same muscle man you saw getting checked out in the shower in Brain Damage - apparently Henenlotter just loved his style. He plays the girl's pimp here and what happens to him later on in the film will have to be its own Way Not To Die sometime in the future because it too is fairly glorious.

But in summation, Nancy Reagan and
Whitney Houston were right! Crack is whack!



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Previous Ways Not To Die: Brains Blown -- Fur For The Boogens -- White Hot Bunny Rabbit Rage -- Dragged To Hell -- The TV Van That Dripped Blood -- Don't Mess With Mama -- Heads Ahoy -- Martyred For Sheep -- Heads Nor Tails -- He Loves Me Knot -- The Great Bouncing Brad -- Miss Kitty's 8 Mishaps -- Boat Smoosh -- Meeting the French-Tipped Menace -- A Magic Trick -- Slick Suck -- We Who Walk Here Walk Alone -- Raptor Bait -- Kneegasm'd -- Dare to Dream in Fincher -- Reach Out and Throttle Someone -- De-Faced -- Voluntary Drowning -- Cross Borne -- Pulled Up Hell's Sphincter -- An Arrow Up The Ass - The Numerous Violent Unbecomings of Olive Oyl -- Ack! Ack! Zap! -- Baby's First Acid Splash -- Chop, Drop and Sashimi Roll -- Forever Rafter -- Can't You Hear Me Now? -- Daisies Ways #5 - Harpoony Side Up -- Acid Dip -- On a Wing and a Prey -- For Standing in the Way of Sappho -- Busting Rule Number Three (For The Purpose of Number Two) -- Daisies #4 - Window Dressed To Killed -- Hands Off the Haas Orb -- Bullet Ballet -- A Single Vacancy at the Roach Motel -- A School Bus Slipped Thru The Ice -- Trache-AAHHHH!!!-tomy'd - For Mel Gibson's Sins -- A Wide Stanced Slashing --- Daisies Ways #3 - Scratch n' Snuffed -- The Victim of a Viscous Hit & Run -- Curled -- Kabobbed -- Daisies Ways #2 - Aggravated Cementia -- Boo! Nun! -- 2009's Ways Not To Die -- Bug Scratch Fever -- Daisies Ways #1 - Deep Fat Fried in My Own Unique Blend of 500 Herbs & Spices -- By the Yard End of the Stick -- Screwed From A Very Great Distance -- A Righteous Bear-Jew Beatdown -- Fisted By Hugo Sitglitz -- Xeno Morphed -- Fuck-Stuck -- A Vengeful Elevator God: Part 4 -- Lava Bombed -- The Cradle Will Rock... Your Face Off!!! -- The Food of the Nilbog Goblins -- The Slugs Is Gonna Gitcha -- Phone Shark -- Hide The Carrot -- Sarlacc Snacked -- Avada Kedavra!!! -- Hooked, Lined and Sinkered -- "The Libyans!" -- Axe Me No Questions -- Pin the Chainsaw on the Prostitute -- The Wrath of the Crystal Unicorn -- The Ultimate Extreme Make-Over -- Drown In A Sink Before The Opening Credits Even Roll -- The Dog Who Knew Too Much -- Don't Die Over Spilled Milk -- Inviting the Wrath of Aguirre -- An Inconceivable Outwitting -- The Five Point Palm Exploding Heart Technique -- Nipple Injected Blue Junk -- Your Pick Of The Deadly Six -- Thing Hungry -- Don't Fuck With The Serial Killer's Daughter -- DO Forget To Add The Fabric Softener -- Any Of The Ways Depicted In This Masterpiece Of Lost Cinema -- Rode Down In The Friscalating Dusklight -- Good Morning, Sunshine! -- Mornin' Cuppa Drano -- The Cylon-Engineered Apocalypse -- Tender-Eye-zed -- Martian Atmospheric Asphyxiation -- Maimed By A Mystical Person-Cat -- The Sheets Are Not To Be Trusted -- Handicapable Face-Hacked -- I Did It For You, Faramir -- Summertime In The Park... Of A Pedophile's Mind -- A Vengeful Elevator God: Part 3 -- Strung Up With Festive Holiday Bulbs By Santa Claus Himself -- A Vengeful Elevator God: Part 2 -- A Vengeful Elevator God: Part 1 -- Decapitated Plucked Broiled & Sliced -- Head On A Stick! -- A Trip To The Ol' Wood-Chipper -- Pointed By The T-1000 -- Sucking Face With Freddy Krueger -- A Pen-Full Of Home-Brewed Speed to The Eye -- Motivational Speech, Interrupted -- A Freak Ephemera Storm -- When Ya Gotta Go... Ya Gotta Go -- Hoisted By Your Own Hand Grenade -- Having The Years Suction-Cupped Away -- Criss-Cross -- Turned Into A Person-Cocoon By The Touch Of A Little Girl's Mirror Doppleganger -- Satisfying Society's "Pop Princess" Blood-Lust -- Done In By The Doggie Door -- Tuned Out -- Taking the 107th Step -- Rescuing Gretchen -- Incinerated By Lousy Dialogue -- Starred & Striped Forever -- Vivisection Via Vaginally-Minded Barbed-Wire -- Chompers (Down There) -- Run Down By M. Night Shyamalan -- Everything Up To And Including The Kitchen Toaster -- Sacrificed To Kali -- Via The Gargantuan Venom Of The Black Mamba Snake -- Turned Into An Evil Robot -- The Out-Of-Nowhere Careening Vehicle Splat -- "Oh My God... It's Dip!!!" -- Critter Balled -- Stuff'd -- A Hot-Air Balloon Ride... Straight To Hell!!! -- Puppy Betrayal -- High-Heeled By A Girlfriend Impersonator -- Flip-Top Beheaded -- Because I'm Too Goddamned Beautiful To Live -- By Choosing... Poorly... -- Fried Alive Due To Baby Ingenuity -- A Good Old-Fashioned Tentacle Smothering -- Eepa! Eepa! -- Gremlins Ate My Stairlift -- An Icicle Thru The Eye -- Face Carved Off By Ghost Doctor After Lesbian Tryst With Zombie Women -- Electrocuted By Fallen Power-Lines -- A Mouthful Of Flare -- Taken By The TV Lady -- Bitten By A Zombie -- Eaten By Your Mattress -- Stuffed To Splitting -- Face Stuck In Liquid Nitrogen -- Crushed By Crumbling Church Debris -- Bitten By The Jaws Of Life -- A Machete To The Crotch -- Showering With A Chain-Saw -- In A Room Filled With Razor Wire -- Pod People'd With Your Dog -- Force-Fed Art -- Skinned By A Witch -- Beaten With An Oar -- Curbed -- Cape Malfunction -- In The Corner -- Cooked In A Tanning Bed -- Diced -- Punched Through The Head -- Bugs Sucking On Your Head
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Tuesday, June 21, 2011

"Daddy says the Bible's a load of bunkum!"

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"I think you're the fucking Antichrist."

Which is Hotter?

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Steven or Elyse Keaton?
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Fun fact! Michael Gross and Meredith Baxter were born on the exact same day, June 21st in 1947! A happy birthday to the Keatons, then.

And with all due love to Gross for his memorable work as Reba McIntyre's gun-loving hubby in Tremors, my vote's gotta go to MB for her late-life lesbianism and for this, the finest display of manic cake mutilation ever put onto film.

Wednesday, June 8, 2011

I'm Being Copied By Blake Lively & Leo Dicaprio

When I planned my vacation to Italy little did I know that famed internet-troll Blake Lively would be stalking my every decision! The thought occurred to me the other day when she was snapped with Leo in Venice, but now that they've been spotted hanging out at the Teatro Romano in Verona I know it to be true! That's them on the left, and the shot on the right I took and would be what's directly behind Leo in that shot.
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I immediately recognized where they were since I was there just a couple of weeks ago. Stalkers! Hey Blake, if you're still listening, I hope y'all have the common sense to swing up to the mountains after this at least. If you're gonna copy me, copy the best part of my trip.And if you're still still listening, stop leaking naked pictures of yourself. No matter how hard you try, all anybody's looking for in Green Lantern are Ryan Reynolds' boobs, not yours!
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011

In Honor of the 199th Anniversary...

... of the War of 1812, here's a picture of Yul Brynner puffing and practicing his sword-fighting (unfortunately, not "sword-fighting") in obscenely tight pants for his 1958 film The Buccaneer. (via)


From what I can find with an extensive two minutes of Googled research, there are only two movies about The War of 1812 - this one and the 1952 Angela Lansbury film Mutiny. And when you think war movie, you think Angela Lansbury! And correct me if I'm wrong, but I figured you'd prefer a shot of Yul's snug bits-n-pieces to Murder She Wrote's lacy petticoats any day. Anyway I guess the War of 1812 is lacking sufficient dramatic tension? Grr Canadians, notsomuch.
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Wednesday, May 4, 2011

This One's For You, Noble Craig

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While Anne Sellors might have the claim to fame for having the world's saddest IMDb page, I think I might've just stumbled upon the world's awesomest. I was looking up Reverend Kane from Poltergeist 2 because as I just tweeted there was a messenger that came into my office that was a terrifying doppelganger for him. As I scanned down P2's cast credits my eyes naturally caught on the character titled "Vomit Creature." I mean, naturally, that catches the eye. It's been awhile since I've watched P2 so I needed to look up what the hell a "Vomit Creature" was, and thankfully the internet remains a magical place that immediately answers these most important questions.
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This is after he drank the possessed tequila worm, right? God I have to watch all the Poltergeists again some time. Anyway this "Vomit Creature" was played by a man named Noble Craig, and he the world's awesomest IMDb page. Look at his credits.


Besides the aforementioned Vomit Creature, he's played a Snake Man, a Sewer Monster, a Puddle Soldier, a Crypt Creature, and the Merging Freddy in A Nightmare on Elm Street: The Dream Child.

After a little googling I learned the secret to Noble Craig's success in a review of the film where he played the Snake Man, delightfully called Sssssss:

"... Noble Craig, an actor with no legs and one arm."

Noble Craig is a fucking superstar. Where's his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame?
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Who Wore It Best?

Blueberry couture?


Andre Leon Talley at the MET Costume Gala,
or Violet Beauregarde in Willy Wonka?
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Monday, April 18, 2011

Big Willy's Red Wedding

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For the record, I'll be watching each week's episodes of A Game of Thrones on Mondays, a day after they air on HBO, so you probably shouldn't expect any insta-reactions from me on them. I know, however will you go on without it? Be brave! Anyway I will watch last night's premiere tonight, is my point. If y'all wanna tell me what you thought of it you can go right ahead; I don't expect anything's going to spoil me since I've read all the books there are so far and know the story pretty well.

So I wasn't planning on writing anything on it until tomorrow, but something's amused slash horrified me (a thin line), so here we are. I was just now reading through Time's review of the show, and on the second page there was the following paragraph, followed by a really odd and inappropriate choice of "these stories might be related" linkage (seen in red):


I don't really even get what connection there is to be made there in the first place. But to those of you familiar with the later books of A Song of Ice and Fire, I think we can agree that a conflation of the real-life royal wedding between Prince William and Kate Middleton with events going on in fictional Westeros opens up a giant can of bloody mental worms that's probably best left unmade. Weddings never go well in Westeros.
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Friday, April 15, 2011

Speaking Socially

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Here are two thoughts that occur to me at least once a week, sometimes more, with regards to David Fincher's The Social Network, which has apparently taken up a sliver of permanent residence inside my already too crowded head.

1. I can't tell you how often the line "If you guys were the inventors of Facebook, you'd have invented Facebook" pops into my head. It's become a bit of an obnoxious dictum of my own that I repeat ad nauseum to myself. It's especially handy in New York Sidewalk scenarios, where I find myself forced to steamroll over the slower herding animals. If you guys had been the inventor of that corner, then you'd have gotten to the corner first, bitches! So on. It's useful brain language! It justifies my obnoxious behavior. I like that.

2. Now for a piece if the film's dialogue that haunts me at the opposite end of the spectrum. This one doesn't occur to me as often, but whenever I see Rashida Jones now, which is whenever a new episode of Parks and Rec is on, I think of that exchange between her and Jesse Eisenberg - "The site got twenty-two hundred hits within two hours?" "Thousand." "I'm sorry?" "Twenty-two thousand." "Wow." - and how that scene got played in a bunch of the film's awards clips and how much I started to hate it and hate it more with every single time I saw it. It's so hammy and sitcommy, the pause for effect WOW. Ugh! I began to hate it so much that it made me want to snatch the Oscar out of Aaron Sorkin's hands and smack him in the jaw with it. And I like you, Rashida Jones, you seem totally swell, but that is not one of your finest moments.
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Friday, April 8, 2011

I'm Seeing The Book of Mormon Tonight...

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... and I'm very very excited, but I'm also very very nervous about the fact that it stars that unbearable douchebag from Love and Other Drugs. Ugh, him! Casting a cloud of filth upon the presence of such a spectacular package! But then this show tonight seems more in line with his repulsive skill-set, and his abhorrent misfire of a performance in Drugs was just as much director Ed Zwick's fault as it was his.

Anyone seen Mormon yet?
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