Episode 123: Miss December (2011)
Quote of the Episode:
"There's maybe 5 good Christmas Horror films and alot of garbage" - Matt
More Films Featuring Wrestling Cameos
Hey brother, we watched you flex your 24 inch pythons and vote for the one non-horror film of the year for us to tackle, and you now get to ledgrop aliens all over the place while we discuss the Hulkster's 1991 sci-if comedy Suburban Commando! You better have said your prayers, taken your vitamins and done the right thing, cuz the Hulk's bad weave is coming to your spare bedroom, keeping it safe from litigenous grease monkeys, bad bosses and intergalactic warlords. If you're not feeling these colorful Hammer pants, well too bad, it's standard issue, soldier, on this episode of Horror Movie Night!
It's good to know that after the bombs fall and half of the world is mutated into weird, pervy amphibians, we'll have someone like Rowdy Roddy Piper to repopulate the planet with his incredible sperm - or at least, that's the way things go in this week's pick, 1988's post-apocalyptic, post-consent fever dream Hell Comes to Frogtown. Here's a question for you listeners, why would frog-people have an entire city in the middle of the desert? Wouldn't that be terrible for creatures that have evolved to live in both water and on land? We have more questions, but few answers, so come share our bewilderment this week on Horror Movie Night!
We may not all agree on wrestling and its entertainment value as an art form on this show, but we sure as hell agree that Netflix's GLOW was damn good television, and have been eagerly waiting for season 2 to drop. In preparation, Scott finally unleashed the most bloodless, tame pick ever on Matt and Brian, featuring some of the actual Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling in starring roles, 1989's Slashdance! While it's not a good film by any measure, and the weakest aerobics killer movie we've ever seen, there is a certain charm to it, and by its actresses' pedigree alone worth talking about. The budget didn't cover live goldfish, so there was likely no coke on hand for the writing, filming or editing of Slashdance, and what's left is a serviceable made-for-tv cop drama cut into 40 minutes of dance rehearsals. Let's get in shape and possibly choke someone with their own lasso while they sing You Are My Sunshine because really, these auditions ain't cuttin it for Horror Movie Night!