Welcome, one and all, to yet another "Bad Movies" blog. Yes, there are many blogs and websites that cater to those who enjoy the more....masochistic side of movies. Good ones, too. But this one is a little different. This one is a labor of love, put together by a group of friends and students united by the strange and fleeting joy that comes only from watching Gary Busey poorly voice a murderous gingerbread man, or from watching in abject horror as misguided extras in wolf masks worship a giant apple through interpretive dance.
This is an attempt to preserve that emphemeral beauty. We did it for you, fellow bad film freaks- you know who you are. It's like we got together, pooled our male and female DNA, went through slightly more than a year of pelvis-crushing labor, and popped out a baby that looks a lot like this blog. It's a log of the movies we watched together- a log so badass we put a B before it. We've laughed, we've cried, we've wished we could drink enough bleach to cleanse our very souls. But who ARE we? So glad you asked....
We are a group of college students and grads from (REALLY SECRET) university, located somewhere in the depths of (THE STATE THE SIMPSONS LIVE IN). We were an unofficial club that worked off the books, but held regular meetings and goshers, even a field trip or two, Not all of our contributors were at every movie, and not every member is contributing to the blog. But here are some of us.
Morgan LaRoux: is the founder of the Bad Film Midnight Society. She has been an insatiable bad/cult/camp film aficionado all her life. She majored in Mad Science at (DON'T TELL THEM ANYTHING) University, and was voted Most Likely to Rule the World In Style.
Smut Asylum:
Coinop: Another founding member and regular patron of fine bad films. After being exposed to the radioactive waste that is bad movies, he could not live without them lest he live a life of boredom. Majors in the Art of Douchebaggery and minor in Nitpicking for Professionals.
Mr. Cat: Nerdy? Check. Insane? Check. Devilishly handsome. He wishes. The Amazing Mr. Cat is never one to pass up entertainment, and what could be more entertaining than watching the most wretched films known to man? An oddball to say the least, he always has to throw in his two cents on any topic and has studied under the great Bad Movie Master Crow T. Robot.
Cracker Jack: Once he was a regular lad with aspiring dreams. But all that changed after viewing a radioactive film reel of Spider-Man 3. He came out of that screening a different man, traumatized and defeated. But from the ashes of defeat he rose up to realize that "With great awfulness, comes great rewatchability!" Today he is an active member of the group. He always tries to contribute by finding some of the worst movies imaginable for the gang to watch. When it comes to bad movies, he'll watch anything. Sometimes he'll even pay good money for it. Seriously, it's actually kind of scary.
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