It's been a long time since I posted here (heck, long time for a lot of
us I suppose). Gone are the days of "NOT TOO DISTANT PAST", my
overlong reflections of MST3K episodes on SciFi.
Funny thing is, I've been kinda bored recently and have watched quite a
bit of Season 8 lately.
Ah, the pomposity of John Agar, the "STAY!" quality of "The Undead",
the sweaty, gut busting acting skills of Alan Hale Jr. (not to be
confused with his hairier, yet far more talented father), the turkey
conundrum of "Racing With Death", and of course the screaming, insane
antics of Lump Beefbroth...Gristle McThornbody...Bob Johnson...no,
wait....Big McLargeHuge..Yea, that's it.
It brought back the good 'ol days when MST3K was the only thing I
looked forward to on the SciFi channel. And now that they've just
gotten through a day-long "Goshziller" fest, I sit back and wonder just
what it might have been had Bonnie "If It's Cheap Looking, It Goes"
Hammer, the Big Chief Wumpum of SciFi hadn't cancelled our little
cow-town puppet show.
Perhaps Mike 'n the bots would be getting us through another Holiday
season. Perhaps we would've had more "Summer Blockbuster Reviews" of
Spidey Man, Batman Begins, and The Load of the Rings..or whatever the
heck that big thing was called.
Oh well, Happy Holidaze to you all and I wish you the best. Someday
perhaps, in the not too distant future, someone running a half-way
decent cable outfit with a rock bottom deal on bad movies will think
how neat it would be if two robots and a big-faced host sat in the
right corner of the screen making cracks at the movie.
It's a dream, yes. And one I wouldn't hold my breath on, but still,
it's a nice dream.
Ken
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