Showing posts with label rad. Show all posts
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Friday, November 9, 2012

Episode 33, recorded live in a port-o-potty!




Matt exposes himself as a Noir fan, engorged with newfound love of several films he saw while attending the annual “Not Necessarily Noir” film festival held at San Francisco’s venerable Roxie Theater. Jason tries to keep up but remains unusually quiet while Matt weaves an intricate explanation of his interpretation of the genre.

Jason’s rally is a revisiting a duo of holiday blockbuster that were the Home Alone movies of the early nineties, launching a young Mac Culkin into superstardom. These films are not as Jason remembers them. And the new Van Damme entry in the Universal Soldier saga is scrutinized. While recommended, Jason sounds conflicted.

When that’s said and done, you get to hear the boys’ take on the state of things in film, namely, the recent Disney takeover of Star Wars!

Ooh, stimulating.

Enjoy,

FSGM Management


Charley Varrick, 1973



The Night of the Following Day, 1968


Fear Over the City (Peur sur la ville), 1975


Home Alones 1 and 2, 1990-92




Universal Soldier: Day of Reckoning, 2012

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Episode 21...Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Moustache.

...So Again. Here we are. At yet another episode. And again...we drink not beer...but Root Beer. Oh, and whiskey. I was drinking alot and alot of whiskey. (See if you can't spot the exact moment that I am drunk)

So the Root Beer I was drinking was Virgils...to be exact, (if you were interested)...and, it's hells of delicious. No one is paying me to say that (yet)... just thought you'd like ta know.

On to the movies. The glorious, glorious movies.
As our 'Par Usual', we are all over the map. But, it does seem to me that we manage a pretty awesome theme. And that theme happens to be, Awesome Moustache. I have finally come to grips that I, myself, will never be able to grow an awesome moustache, or ride a faux fixie, or even ferry folks across the Rio Grande on a barge... I can only experience these pleasures from afar. From the comfort of the video screen I live through these dreams. I am a far cry from the hipster my father was and wanted me to be.
Here's the trailers to this episode.
Please, don't look me in the eyes.

The first clip is from Barquero. It's not the trailer...I couldn't find it...but, then again...I didn't look very hard. Rather this is one persons favorite clips from the movie...I think. It's the whole movie in under 10 minutes...but, I don't agree 100% with the choice of scenes...but hell, that's this movie in a nut shell...once you see it, you can't help but spend more time with it than it deserves. Lee Van Cliff= Awesome Moustache.
Have you seen Animal Kingdom? Do you like crime movies? Can you just fucking watch this already so we can talk about the ending. Also, Guy Pearce = Awesome Moustache.
Then Quicksilver. Bacon is Eggs. When his world gets scrambled, he turns to the only thing he can trust.  His bike, and freedom!!!! But after Voodoo get wacked, will that be enough to save Tiny, Teddy Bear, and Airborne from the clutches of Gypsy!
~And if that kind of incoherent talk can get yer butt into a movie, than you are sure to enjoy this....cuzz it doesn't make a heap of sense. It's like a mystery, inside a box, inside enigma, wrapped around a middle finger. So fun. I just want to hug this movie and tell it it's beautiful.
Saving the best for last. Kevin Bacon=Awesome Moustache. Actually, he's King 'Stache. We bow before him and buckle at his wake.
...mmmmmmm.....bacon moustache.

~matt delight
2011