Crouching Tiger Drunken Clicker

March 1st, 2003

Reasons why I shouldn’t be allowed near a computer and a NetFlix account while under the influence:

Numero Uno

We (me and the hero) share the same last name! Totally!

Before TV ruined him.

Only for the bored.

When that dog runs up to Meg Ryan at the end, I lose it every time. And that’s not the Kahlua talking, either.

It says _Trilogy_ in the title. It _has_ to be scary.

G’us anuzzer grink, baby. o


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13 Responses to “Crouching Tiger Drunken Clicker”

  1. 1
    dooce Says:

    you promised we could rent “Kate and Leopold” next. you promised!

  2. 2
    GK Says:

    Much as I hate to admit it, I’m with you when it comes to the Meg Ryan / dog thing. Norah Ephron has a knack.

  3. 3
    the mighty jimbo Says:

    man…weekend at bernies 2? two? you must have been drunk cause in the first one, he DIED. you just had to know it was gonna be bad.

    when i was 12 i thought krull was AWESOME. i really wanted my own magic throwing star.

  4. 4
    Muchael Says:

    Mighty Jimbo….what do you mean Krull WAS awesome?

  5. 5
    s00ka Says:

    oh christ, dude.

  6. 6
    kath Says:

    Are you kidding me? You paid money for something described as “the extended attitude version of Hell Yeah featuring Stone Cold Steve Austin!” Amazing. Did you notice what is said for Director? LOL

  7. 7
    the propagandist Says:

    well, since i just PURCHASED the dvds Death Race 2000 (i know the guy that did the score - really!) and Return of the Dragon (chuck norris and bruce lee in the coliseum) and have the netflix Pootie Tang dvd in the player right now, i guess i shouldn’t throw stones…

  8. 8
    faith Says:

    Krull still IS one of the coolest movies ever. I remember being in a Krull contest when I was like 11 and my prize was an acre of land on Krull, and I thought that was SO bitchin. Rock on, Blurb!

  9. 9
    rumbanik Says:

    Holy shit. Weird. We were totally looking for a good, cheezy if not totally creepy horror flick to accompany our wealth of green, green grass over the weekend.

    We all agreed we would have a riotous time if we rented “that one movie with that like, native doll thing that had a sign that said, like, Don’t remove the necklace!…and that lady does it…holy shit man, that movie’s crazy!”

    So my wannabe film snob-ass says, “Dood. I know that. It’s called Tales of Terror.”

    “Dood! Cool! Let’s get it!”

    (Later, at Hollywood Video, Rumbanik realizes that “Tales of Terror” is a total different film without that doll. He is now completely dumbfounded with the title.)

    “Dood. It’s “something” terror. Something. Tales of something? Something of terror? Damn. Dood. It has a picture of that native on the front!”

    Nevertheless, we never found it. You are a lucky man.

  10. 10
    Beerzie Boy Says:

    WEEKEND AT BERNIES 2? May you be forced to look like Bruce Jenner for eternity.

  11. 11
    martha Says:

    a)i’m fully obsessed with WEEKEND AT BERNIE’S (the original), and even i can’t sit through #2. seriously.
    b)dooce, KATE AND LEOPOLD is soooooo bad. i’ve noticed that sexpot jackman just isn’t that sex when he’s all clean and…nice. shudder.

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    jen Says:

    I am serious about what I’m about to say: when I was about 9, “Trilogy of Terror” was on the 4 o’clock movie on WJLA in DC. I remember thinking the rest of the movie totally sucked, but that last sequence freaked me out beyond belief. I can still see that woman trying to bake the doll in the oven…ooohhhh, shivers.

  13. 13
    Darren Says:

    From The Onion:

    Aging Gen-Xer Doesn’t Find Bad Movies Funny Anymore

    HOBOKEN, NJÛDave Erdman, 34, no longer finds bad movies and other forms of mass-media trash culture humorous, the aging Gen-Xer confided Monday.

    “I hate to admit it, but I just don’t get off on movies like Can’t Stop The Music or Krull or The Bee Gees’ Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band like I used to,’ Erdman told longtime friend Patrick Faulk, 33, over drinks at Melvin’s, a non-retro, non-hipster, family-style restaurant. “Even that one where Gary Coleman is living in the bus-station locker and picks winning horses doesn’t do it for me anymore. The sad fact is, I can’t get excited by anything unless I actually, without irony, enjoy it. How lame is that?”

    http://www.theonion.com/onion3637/aging_gen-xer.html



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