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Thursday, May 29, 2008
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Guess That Movie Quote: Week 41
It's a special week! This week I will post an extreme close up section from a film poster. To win name the film!
Here are the rules:
If you know or think you know the source of the movie quote please leave your guess in the comments section. As people guess the source of the quote I will grey it out and give them credit (using google to find the answers will disqualify you), the person who has the most correct guesses each week will get a fun movie genius award to decorate their blog. Any person who wins 5 weeks (consecutive or non-consecutive) will earn a Movie Master award and must then refrain from guessing for 5 weeks but a master can email quote suggestions for the game.
1.SamuraiFrog
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6.SamuraiFrog
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9.SamuraiFrog
10.SamuraiFrog
11.SamuraiFrog
12..Mob
13.SamuraiFrog
14.SamuraiFrog
15.SamuraiFrog
**Update**
Talk about a sweep! Way to go SamuraiFrog you really flexed your movie muscles here. Collect you prize below:
And Splotchy! Your answers were all sooooo funny I felt I had to give you an honorary award for this week, so below you will find a special movie joker award made just for you! Thanks for the laughs! 
And to all thanks for playing! And remember to come ack next week for more movie guessing fun!!! Answers will be in the comments!
Monday, May 26, 2008
Classic B-Movie Posters #17: The Female Bunch
After a string of bad times with men, Sandy tries to kill herself. Co-waitress Libby saves her and takes her to meet some female friends of hers who live on a ranch in the desert. Grace, the leader of the gang, puts Sandy through her initiation and they get on with the real job of running drugs across the Mexican border, hassling poor farmers, taking any man they please, and generally raising a little hell. Soon Sandy becomes unsure if this is the life for her, but it may be too late to get out. 
Their law is the whip--their trademark the branding iron!
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Story Virus 2
First off let me start by saying that this is a follow-up post to the one directly beneath called Story Virus 1 oddly enough...
Just after Splotchy tagged me to participate in his Story Virus meme Randal tagged me to write the next part of his story after he had been tagged by a whole lot of others.
Here are the rules once again as written by the eloquent Splah:Here's what I would like to do. I want to create a story that branches out in a variety of different, unexpected ways. I don't know how realistic it is, but that's what I'm aiming for. Hopefully, at least one thread of the story can make a decent number of hops before it dies out.
If you are one of the carriers of this story virus (i.e. you have been tagged and choose to contribute to it), you will have one responsibility, in addition to contributing your own piece of the story: you will have to tag at least one person that continues your story thread. So, say you tag five people. If four people decide to not participate, it's okay, as long as the fifth one does. And if all five participate, well that's five interesting threads the story spins off into.
Not a requirement, but something your readers would appreciate: to help people trace your own particular thread of the narrative, it will be helpful if you include links to the chapters preceding yours.
I had been shuffling around the house for a few hours and already felt tired. The doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw a figure striding away from the house, quickly and purposefully. I looked down and saw a bulky envelope. I picked it up. The handwriting was smudged and cramped, and I could only make out a few words.(Splotchy)
Despite the throbbing pain in my knees and the dull ache in my lower back, I bent down slowly and picked up the envelope...
Oh no. It did not say this, did it?
Oh yes, it did. It did.
The handwriting was familiar in a way that inspired a cold sweat and a bout of nausea. It was the penmanship of my former husband. You know - the one that was presumed dead.
He disappeared in a suspicious blogging related accident a number of years ago and was never heard from again. I was devastated. I had hated the blog, loathed the thing. What began as a hobby that took but a few minutes a day had morphed into an addiction, the proportions of which could not be measured. It was pure evil.
The blog turned into a cruel and demanding mistress and her siren song was more than I could compete with. One day he left for an evening event, never to return again.
All fingers pointed to one blogger, but I could never get the charges to stick. That one is slick- slick, slick, slick. He can talk a good game and write like nobody's business. But there is something about him, it just is not right.
So my husband was gone, that other one kept blogging and I had to rebuild my life, which I did.
So I finally had the bastard declared dead. And now this. (FranIam)
I took the envelope inside and got out a magnifying glass. I studied the scribblings on the front and made out the words “This is for you. You KNOW why” just above the undead bastard’s name. What the hell?
What could it be? What did he mean, I “KNOW” why? What did I do? I had never been anything but faithful to him and his "interests." I followed his stupid blog as it meandered through the vapid expanses of his small mind, trying my best to be polite when he talked about some comment he’d gotten on a particular post, or a funny link he’d dropped into a post.
Just thinking about it made my stomach hurt.
Despite a fleeting fear that there might be anthrax powder in the envelope, I opened it and pulled out the contents. (dguzman)
A noodle, a meatball and one of the six legs of a squid? (Squid have six legs, not eight, right? Unsure I rushed to my computer to ask The Lord Google. OMG, I was wrong! Squid do have eight legs. And two tentacles. Like cuttlefish. I digress. Damn you Google!)
What was he working on when he had that blogging accident? I thought back to the nights of feverish typing. The nights the keyboard fairly reeked of despair, flopsweat and ricola. He would babble "vision quest" "noodly appendage" "the alpha and the semolina" "green sticky spawn of the stars". This last I just attributed to far too much interest in the pussy photos of Britney Spears.
In shaky handwriting was the couplet:
That is not dead which can eternal lie.
And with strange æons even death may die
I felt that I was beginning to understand. He had been killed in
an epic battle of Good versus Not-So-Good or even "meh!" (Jess Wundrun)
Feeling the need for sleep, I turned off the computer, flicked the lightswitch and headed up through the pitch to bed, where, within minutes, I was floating in the blissful land of Nod.
Rudely interrupted by the nocturne call of nature -- you know, a can of Schlitz in the fridge -- I stumbled down the stairs, not into the ground floor of our house, but into a heretofore unknown level of hell.
My Flying Spaghetti Monster, the stench!
I had forgotten to dispose of the noodle, meatball and squid leg. Yes, that had to be the reason for such a nauseating, putrescent odor. Holding my nose, I turned the corner into the den. The computer desk was empty, save for a translucent, vaguely green goo that had slid onto the floor, inexplicably forming what seemed to be the tracks of an inhuman, shambling beast.
My eyes followed their path. It led into the kitchen. (Randal)
and now my addition:
There was an palpable eerie feeling that seemed to be spreading across the room from the kitchen. I wanted to turn around and run, to escape this house, this life, the noodle, the meatball and the squid leg but something deep inside of my gut wouldn't let me. If I couldn't run then I had to know what was in the kitchen. An eternity rushed past in a split second as I walked into the kitchen and through another puddle of the green goo I had seen at the computer desk. Damn I wish I had remembered to put my slippers on before I came down here.
The kitchen was dark and the stench of rotting flesh was everywhere. I wanted to throw up but I was too scared to move. There was something here, a shape moving in the dark that I could not quite make out...suddenly my refrigerator door started opening and the light was slowly revealing a frightening, massive tentacled creature. Words could not describe the horror I was feeling at that very second, my life was flashing before my eyes at a million miles an hour, this was the end I knew it, I would be killed by the giant tentacled creature...um...raiding my refrigerator? What?
The creature turned to me and shook his head. "Now seriously," he said in a voice that would chill ice "Schlitz? Who in their right mind drinks Schlitz?"
And that is where I will stop and let the tagees below continue! Again do not feel obligated but we want to keep the story going as long as we can so if you feel up to it keep the virus going!
SamuraiFrog
Lee
Ben
Story Virus 1
Splotchy is doing another Story Virus meme and has tagged me! The last one was great fun so I was really excited to be a part of this one too!
Here are the rules for the virus directly from good ole Splo-krakakow himself!Here's what I would like to do. I want to create a story that branches out in a variety of different, unexpected ways. I don't know how realistic it is, but that's what I'm aiming for. Hopefully, at least one thread of the story can make a decent number of hops before it dies out.
If you are one of the carriers of this story virus (i.e. you have been tagged and choose to contribute to it), you will have one responsibility, in addition to contributing your own piece of the story: you will have to tag at least one person that continues your story thread. So, say you tag five people. If four people decide to not participate, it's okay, as long as the fifth one does. And if all five
participate, well that's five interesting threads the story spins off into.
Not a requirement, but something your readers would appreciate: to help people trace your own particular thread of the narrative, it will be helpful if you include links to the chapters preceding yours.
A begining by Splotchy:
I had been shuffling around the house for a few hours and already felt tired. The doorbell rang. I opened the front door and saw a figure striding away from the house, quickly and purposefully. I looked down and saw a bulky envelope. I picked it up. The handwriting was smudged and cramped, and I could only make out a few words.
And now I continue with:
I opened the envelope tearing it from the top and pulled a thick bunch of papers out. The papers looked strange almost as though they were glowing, this caught me by surprise and I dropped the papers. They scattered as they fell a slight breeze blowing them accross my porch. I wanted to turn around go back inside but curiousity got the better of me and I picked them up once again, struggling against another gust of wind to pick the last piece up. When I was finally had all of them I said on a chair and started to read...well I tried to read...they had writing unlike anything I'd seen before, strange undecipherable symbols. I gave it a second try hoping there would be something I would recognize among the pictographs and the paper started to glow again and the more I concentrated on it the stronger the glow became until it was so bright I could barely look at it. I turned away for a moment to sheild my eyes and when I looked back the pictographs had vanished leaving instead English, honest to god, plain as day English... I read the words aloud without even realizing what I was doing...
"You may have already won...won? Won what?" I asked a saucer like shape descended into my front yard.
Okay then that wraps up my part of the story now I get to tag some folks who can write their version next part of the story! Don't feel obligated but we need at least one person who gets tagged to write something so the virus will continue...
John
Pidomon
MC
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Holy Crap!
To read the best most ridiculous Chick Tract ever click here. Seriously! So laughably ridiculous. 
Overlooked Movies: The Witches
"Movies which set out to be 'commercial' usually have an artificial look about them-a certain waxlike quality. They allow for no failure, no moment of mistake." ~Nicholas Roeg director of The Witches
A young boy named Luke whose parents have died in a tragic accident, is sent to live with his grandmother. Taking him to a posh hotel in England to get away from things, they discover a secret coven of witches holding it's annual convention. The Grand High Witch has decreed that all children in England will be turned into mice, and Luke and his pal Bruno are the first victims on the list.
Tagline:
Saving the world from witches is a tall order for a boy they've turned into a mouse!
Fun Trivia:
This was the last film personally overseen by Jim Henson.
Initially Cher was considered for the role of The Grand high Witch before Angelica Huston was cast. Felicity Dahl has stated that Roald Dahl never requested someone for a role in a film bvased on one of his books after the producers of Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory decided not to cast Dahl's suggestion Spike Milligan as the title character. But he was ecstatic when Anjelica Huston was cast as the Grand High Witch, as she had been Dahl's personal favourite for the role.
It took Huston eight hours of make up time to transform her into The Grand High Witch.
Most of the Witches in the meeting are not women at all but men in women's clothing. Michael Palin appears as an extra in the film, as a disguised witch.
The mice in the movie are played by rats.
Roald Dahl who wrote the book the movie was based on hated the happy ending the producers added to the story. He apparently stood outside cinemas with a megaphone, telling people not to watch the film. It was the last of Dahl's books to be developed into a film before his death; he died just months after the film was released.
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Guess That Movie Quote: Week 40
Wow we made it to 40! How exciting! And to celebrate this special occasion I'll be adding an extra 10 quotes to this week's quiz! (Next week we'll be back to 10!)
Here are the rules:
If you know or think you know the source of the movie quote please leave your guess in the comments section. As people guess the source of the quote I will grey it out and give them credit (using google to find the answers will disqualify you), the person who has the most correct guesses each week will get a fun movie genius award to decorate their blog. Any person who wins 5 weeks (consecutive or non-consecutive) will earn a Movie Master award and must then refrain from guessing for 5 weeks but a master can email quote suggestions for the game.
And now let the guessing begin!
1. "We're not intimate dear. We just have sex occasionally."
2. "I'm sick of these conventional marriages. One woman and one man was good enough for your grandmother, but who wants to marry your grandmother? Nobody, not even your grandfather."
3. "You wanna find an outlaw, you call an outlaw. You wanna find a Dunkin' Donuts, call a cop." MC
4. "I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do." Splotchy
5. "They don't want the classic horror films anymore. Today it's all giant bugs. Giant spiders, giant grasshoppers... Who will believe such nonsense?" SamuraiFrog
6. "Now I want you to stand over behind Breed, here. Now I want you to take the stock of that gun and rap him smartly on the back of the head. You do it, boy, or this bullet that's going through his chest is liable to come out the other side and tickle your private parts." W3C
7. "A lot of holes in the desert, and a lot of problems are buried in those holes. But you gotta do it right. I mean, you gotta have the hole already dug before you show up with a package in the trunk. Otherwise, you're talking about a half-hour to forty-five minutes worth of digging. And who knows who's gonna come along in that time? Pretty soon, you gotta dig a few more holes. You could be there all fuckin' night." Splotchy
8. "I don't care who you are back in the world. You give our position one more time, I'll bleed you, real quiet . . . leave you here." Splotchy
9. "Men, you are about to embark on a great crusade to stamp-out runaway decency in the west. Now, you will only be risking your lives, whilst I will be risking an almost certain Academy Award nomination for Best Supporting Actor." SamuraiFrog
10. "I give you a choice. Surrender to me and I will spare their miserable lives, or perish with them on this primitive and tasteless planet. Surrender your sword!"
11. "Baa-ram-ewe, baa-ram-ewe. To your breed, your fleece, your clan be true. Sheep be true. Baa-ram-ewe." SamuraiFrog
12. "I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I know life is short, whatever time you get is luck. You want to walk? You walk right now. Or on your own... on your own you choose to come with me. And all I know is... all I know is there's no point in me going anywhere anymore if it's going to be alone... without you.' Splotchy
13. "Man how the hell can they call Pluto a planet? No motherfucking planet has an elliptical orbit. This shit don't make no sense."
14. "Afraid this tea's pathetic. Must have used these wretched leaves about twenty times. It's not that I mind so much. Tea without milk is so uncivilized." Captain Incredible
15. "Not up to no good are you? 'Cause if you are there's a fifty cent "Up to No Good" tax." Ben
16. "Archaeology is the search for fact... not truth. If it's truth you're looking for, Dr. Tyree's philosophy class is right down the hall." SamuraiFrog
17. "I yelled at Kenny for coloring outside the lines! Megan and I are starting to watch the same TV shows. I'm liking them. I'm losing it!" SamuraiFrog
18. "What? Were you raised in a barn? Shut the door! Probably was raised in a barn, along with the other primitives." SamuraiFrog
19. "Since you're new here, I-I'm gonna cut you a break... today. So, why don't you make like a tree and get outta here?" SamuraiFrog
20. "It's a far, far better thing I do than I have ever done. It's a far, far better rest I go to than I have ever known." SamuraiFrog
**Update**
Well The Frog is back and once again he's showed his movie muscle by getting the most correct answers! Here is your prize SamuraiFrog:
And thanks everyone for playing! It's always so much fun to see what people come up with! Come on back next Tuesday for more movie guessing fun! You too Pidomon! I think next week is definitely your week!
Answers are in the comments!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Fun with LEGOs!
These are too cool for words! I bet it would be great fun to create a giant LEGO sculpture!
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