Broog: Alien Film Critic has come to our planet to crush puny humans and critique mass quantities of celluloid. Here is Broog's perfectly reasonable response to viewing The Matrix Reloaded and The Matrix Revolutions:

"Broog was, after forty minutes of “Reloaded”, filled with the desire to charge through the glass partition behind him and eat the entire reel of film in order to save his fellow cinemagoers from the pain, an urge which is the more remarkable because Broog in ordinary circumstances would wholeheartedly approve of puny humans writhing in agony. By the same point in “Revolutions”, Broog was designing a new annex to the Chamber of Oiled Hedgehogs for the special use of Andy and Larry when Broog is able to get his grasping organs on them. Broog would rather sit through every single episode of “Little House on the Prairie” without anaesthesia."

My devout desire is that Broog would implant both Michael Medved and Roger Ebert with its parasitic, brain-devouring offspring.

Thanks, and a wiggle o' the antennae in rone's direction!

Posted by MrBaliHai at 3:10 PM | Permalink

The Meeker Museum is a shrine to actor Ralph Meeker, who portrayed brutal detective Mike Hammer in director Robert Aldrich's masterpiece of film noir and cold-war paranoia, Kiss Me Deadly. A more disturbing film from that era, you're unlikely to find; it features Cloris Leachman tortured to death with pliers, a mysterious briefcase* full of fissionable material that turns everyone who looks at it into a flaming human marshmallow, and a mysterious apocalyptic ending that may or may not have killed our protagonists.

Before you take your leave of the museum, be sure to stop by and say "howdy" to Conway Twitty and the amazing Woo Woo Grabowski. These days, Woo Woo is retired from film, but makes his living hand-sculpting gear shift knobs for Kustom Kar Kulture enthusiasts.

*-Quentin Tarantino ripped off paid homage to KMD's radioactive briefcase in Pulp Fiction.

Posted by MrBaliHai at 11:47 PM | Permalink | Comments (2)