Hot Tub Time machine! Wed. 9:25 @ galleria

9:25 Galleria HOT TUB TIME MACHINE with special guest Kit GESMUNDO

There's a couple things about movie night that we've established:
-that I update this blog exceedingly late
-that it's usually held at my apartment
-that Erika and I are unwilling to change the movie selection for those of you who wish to watch movies for "pleasure" and to have a "good time"
-that the food is uniformly fantastic and often home made.
-that I misuse the word "couple"

So this week, we plan to live up to NONE of those expectations, cuz we kinda wanna do this instead:

7TH GRADE MALL NIGHT MOVIE NIGHT
*if you have a flannel, an alice in chains shirt, cutoff shorts, etc...wear it (I don't have this stuff, but I expect more from you people than I do from myself. I'll probally be wearing a wrinkled dress shirt + my work nametag that I always forget to take off).

*Dinner will be at the Galleria FOOD COURT @8:40

*Movie starts at the Galleria at 9:25

*If you want a ride, meet at my apartment by 8:15

And the one and only kittykat gesmundo, in town for easter, will be there! Please come prepared with questions about Oklahoma City, or medical questions you'd be comfortable having a devoted medical student answer.

Final Flesh w/ Final Fettucini @ My Loop Apt (email for address)

Final Flesh! A Quick Description, that really resembles the "My info" section I have on my match.com profile:

Final Flesh is a surreal, apocalyptic My Dinner With Andre in other words, existential, sublime and ridiculous, featuring unmistakeably porno production values and shudderingly unseasoned porno actors and actresses but no actual sex!

With Final Fettucini: Description by Meganagain
Fettucini tossed in a spicy parmesan/asiago cream sauce with broccoli and cajun chicken. Served with fresh bread and a spinach salad with goat cheese, craisins, toasted almonds, and a drizzle of sorrow and contempt.

Beverage choices include Wine, Beer, or the Tears of Neglected Children.

SO FINAL FLESH:Not for the faint of heart, or for those with any heart. COME HERE FOR MORE INFO
Trailers not safe for work, so I'm not posting it. Nothing about this movie is safe for work. Which has made me reconsider working. Because what is a life without this kinda mess?

Product Description From Amazon!
NEW from Vernon Chatman, a co-creator of some of this millennium s most outre cable television programming (Wonder Showzen, Xavier: Renegade Angel and yeah Doggy Fizzle Televizzle - !) is a DVD destined to change the way we look at entertainment, pornography and probably the legal system. Final Flesh is a feature film produced in four parts: the script written by Vernon was divided up and submitted to four unique film production companies that work exclusively in the field of customized adult content. The companies shared charter is to produce a film that explores the writer s chosen fetish and with this in mind, Vernon wrote with demented determination, in order to push the definition of fetish into the realm of the cosmically absurd. Then he sat back to see what his charges would deliver. The resulting film is an epic narrative for our time. Final Flesh is a surreal, apocalyptic My Dinner With Andre in other words, existential, sublime and ridiculous, featuring unmistakeably porno production values and shudderingly unseasoned porno actors and actresses but no actual sex! Chatman s sexworker hirelings applied themselves earnestly to his cerebral text (never suspecting the prank nature of the project). Working in complete isolation from each other, they made Final Flesh a cinematic exquisite corpse whose fervid rottings comprise an insurgency in the field of...well, all the fields that involve people looking at other people for entertainment. Final Flesh isn t just a meta-comedic concept whose time has come it s also a hot evening s entertainment filled with religion, sex, philosophy, fashion, culture and reality (with all the pathos that implies), plus some really amazing dialogue. Few will sit the fence on this. Few should. Final Flesh is a confrontation and a contradiction that deserves its day in (kangaroo) court. Fortunately, it s the way of the world that the curious and easily influenced will be drawn into the web that is Final Flesh, whether they like it or not thus dissolving its concepts of avant-garde porn and comedy into the unsuspecting mainstream, where their questionable merits will have the desired evolutionary impact. If your spirit is willing the Flesh will freak you!

Collapse Wed. March 17 @ 8pm @ my apartment

Collapse by Chris Smith WITH SOUFLEE BY MEGAN
First things first; Megan is making delicate Goat Cheese Souffles in Phyllo Cups to go with COLLAPSE:

She might even make a SemiSweet Chocolate Souflee with Nougat Center. DELICIOUS!

And all this is to go with Collapse, by Chris Smith, whose made two of my favorite movies; American Movie and The Pool. Erika NEVER STOPS WATCHING THIS MOVIE.



From Scott Tobias' A Review in Onion's Av Club

Ruppert may appear like just another crackpot, the sort of obscure, raving prophet who regularly offers up worst-case scenarios in Glenn Beck’s War Room. (Or Stephen Colbert’s Doom Bunker, for that matter.) But he isn’t an ideologue, which makes his Chicken Little panic more authentic—as do his confident voice and meticulously crafted arguments. The scope of his argument is suspiciously immense, yet thought through to the smallest detail; every time a “Yeah, but” question comes up (as in “Yeah, but what about these alternative energy sources?” or “Yeah, but what about human innovation?”), Ruppert has an answer. “I don’t deal in conspiracy theory,” he says. “I deal in conspiracy fact.”
That said—and this is important to remember—Collapse is by no means an endorsement of Ruppert’s worldview. Smith (American Movie) has enough faith in his audience to allow them to sort it out for themselves. He gives Ruppert the floor, but his occasional interjections question whether his subject has walled himself into an argument by accepting only the information that supports his point of view. And in several exceptionally poignant moments, he also allows us to see an angry, lonely, vulnerable man whose life epitomizes the title as much as the globe does. There are many layers to the man and the movie, and it’s hard not to leave the theater shaken.

NO MOVIE NIGHT THIS WEEK

no movie night this week, cuz I'm going to the symphony jerks!
Here's a creepy, kooky portrait Megan Simmons did of the movie night we had without her, a couple of weeks ago. SHE'S MAKIN A MOCKERY OF US! WE'RE SERIOUS PEOPLE. Please express your anger towards her vehemently, passionately, and inconsistently.