The Forbidden Zone
What can I say about this movie that has never been said before. Pretty much everything. It was recommended to me by a friend from college, we shall call him ZZorro. ZZorro and I share a love of the crappiest films of all time. We differ in other areas, but in terms of crapfests, we are in synergy.
This movie was not really craptacular. Richard Elfman wrote and directed this movie, using that word fairly loosely, and Danny Elfman wrote most of the lyrics and songs. I thought this movie seemed odd and more like a few slapped together viniettes and I was right. According to IMDB's trivia page, that is exactly what it was. The Elfman brothers wanted to string together their musical numbers and jotted down some story. Normally, this would either involve songs that were vaguely similar in nature or topic or a very imaginative writer. Neither of these requirements were met. This is not to say that the result is not hideously fascinating or even boring. In fact, I think that this movie is of an extremely rare breed and was pretty funny. I thought at first that Richard Elfman was trying to unseat Rocky Horror Picture Show for midnight madness. Then I thought that they had hired the first person who admitted to being a writer at the California Penitentiary for the Criminally Insane. I sat there laughing and watching and I finally realized that I just didn't care. The Forbidden Zone is great, psychedelic(in the proper use of the term), musical, bizarre fun.
If you think this movie sounds nifty, try: Dead Alive(Best Movie Ever Featuring a Room Full of Zombies and a Lawnmower), Blood and Donuts(Best Movie with Donuts in the Name Only), Demon Wind(Best Movie Ever Featuring Demon and Wind in the Name Only) or
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OT: Sean is away until Thursday! Open season on the L.A. Blogsphere.
Yeah, but he just deletes my comments when he comes back. He is a giant cobag, but I don't think I care anymore.
LOL! He is a giant cobag. He only deletes, acording to his OWN words, foul language.
I concur, Blood and Donuts is by far the most superior Canadian vampire movie known to man and after Dead Alive I never looked at custard or my mother in the same way.
ZZorro
I can only vaguely remember any scene that had actual donut consumption in it, however we were drinking 151 if I remember correctly.
The golf ball at the beginning was odd. Perhaps I should have accoladed it with, Best Movie Ever Featuring a Golf Ball Soaring Through the Air to a Concrete Blonde Song
As an aside, The Forbidden Zone has a ridiculous amount of boobs and humping in it, although, silly and amusing humping and not at all sexy.
151? That will do it to anyone.
Yep. And if this is the same night I was thinking it was, I then proceeded to think it was a great idea to make a whole bunch of water balloons and then recreate the assault on Omaha beach at the wall.(The place to drink outside at our fair school.) That was not well received.
I did the same with a giant pumpkin with a bunch of frat brothers. Apparently it was some prize pumpkin that was going to be submitted to the State Fair.
Oh well...
What did you do to the pumpkin? Smash it?
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