and I'm all sniffly about Welsey and Lilah all over again.
Arguably the most interesting couple in the Whedonverse.
Is it better the second time around? Or the third? Or tenth? This is the place to come when you have a burning desire to talk about an old episode that was just re-run.
and I'm all sniffly about Welsey and Lilah all over again.
Arguably the most interesting couple in the Whedonverse.
Wow, this genetic opera is terrible. But awesome. And look, Paul Sorvino!
Wow, this genetic opera is terrible. But awesome. And look, Paul Sorvino!
See, that's the thing. It's ridiculously terrible, schlocky, and the bombast goes to eleven. But there's something charming about it! You can tell everyone had fun chewing on the scenery.
Um, why is "Trapped in the CLAW-sit" in the middle of this movie?
eta: Oh, it was a commercial. Apparently it's BACK on November 23.
Did I just see Joan Jett in this madness?
You did! Like I said, Repo! is hilarious.
And surprisingly, has turned into a cult movie like Rocky Horror Picture Show. There are midnight showings with shadow casts, audience participation, and specific call-back lines. I had no idea until I went to a screening for The Devil's Carnival (which is by the same writer/director team).
I would totally go to something like that.
And surprisingly, has turned into a cult movie like Rocky Horror Picture Show.
Not sure why you'd say "surprisingly". The thing practically screamed "I wanna be a cult movie" from the get-go.
Isn't there an Ed Gein musical, too? (Which seems ready-made to be a cult movie.)
Not sure why you'd say "surprisingly". The thing practically screamed "I wanna be a cult movie" from the get-go.
Oh, I knew it would be a cult movie, I just hadn't realized it was going to go the whole audience participation route.
Whereas their second project, The Devil's Carnival (which makes even LESS sense than Repo!, but is full of circus-y eye candy) was deliberately made for that sort of thing. Going to the "road show" screening of it was fun, but made me feel OLD: I kept muttering, "Child, where are your PANTS?!" at the teens running around in stockings and ruffled booty shorts.