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GWAR is a laugh riot!
If you don't buy this...........

Hard Hitting Beach funDialogue Hemmingway would have prided his claim to is illustrated in the chilling turning point of this film when Kane is compelled to send his underling and pilot of Raven ("his mighty aircraft" as Kane so proudly endows the vicious warbird of combat) to Hawaii hot on the heels of stunning Donna Hamilton.
Director Andy Sidaris spared no expense exercising mega star power with a statley performance in the opening scences by veteran actor/sports commentator extraordinaire Jim Lampley.
Pornos and action films just don't mix.

Secret Agent Chicks!So, for a good stretch, are Playmates Dona Speir (March 1984) and Hope Marie Carlton (July 1985), who play supersecret agents Donna Hamilton and Taryn Kendall in this absolutely riotous take-off on James Bond. Except that even Bond never took as much off.
Frankly, recent Bond movies with their adrenaline overkill and obligatory explosions owe more to 'Hard Ticket To Hawaii' than it owes to them.
The plot, where it exists, concerns a drug-running ring on the Hawaiian island of Molokai. Donna and Taryn are assigned to stop the evildoers, who are led by a Goldfinger-like leader who delivers contraband in a radio-controlled helicopter (a scale model, not a real one...guess the drug business isn't what it used to be on Molokai).
Somehow, the storyline changes from smuggled drugs to smuggled diamonds along the way, but who cares? Dona and Hope Marie are clearly having a good time on camera, are so appealing (even when they're really trying to act) and the movie is so absurdly funny that anybody looking for a little element like a storyline should have his head examined.
Our secret agent friends spend most of their time either running around 85% naked in khaki jungle short shorts, 90% naked in the jacuzzi, or 95% naked kissing the tanned, buff men in this movie, but they do manage to subdue the bad guys in the end. Somehow.
In the interim, we are treated to such unforgettable lines as "Let's hit the jacuzzi...I do my best thinking there," "I don't want to control your life, I only want to suck the polish off your toes," and "If brains were bird poop you'd have a clean cage."
We also run afoul of a homicidal skateboarder armed with a pistol and a blow-up doll (why?) and a transvestite who is spying on the spies. Plus any number of nubile women, none of them at all foul.
The most memorable acting job of the film belongs to a giant rubber snake (don't be alarmed) who provides an interesting subplot (much more interesting than the plot plot, when you think about it). It seems that the giant rubber snake has been contaminated by ingesting cancer-infested rats, and wreaks havoc on the smiling islanders by ingesting them. By far the most memorable scene concerns the snake's sudden appearance from an exploding toilet, giving rise to the shouldabeenaOscar-winning line, "Just when you thought it was safe to take a..." Well, you know.
Sidaris' light touch is evident in the fact that each chapter of the DVD is listed with a chart indicating whether it contains gunfire, explosions, or bare breasts. Sidaris is strictly tongue-in-cheek. The film contains no full frontal nudity and no adult language, just a lot of innuendo. A lot of it.
The Special Edition DVD also has a chapter of the "Andy Sidaris Film School" in which the Writer/Producer/Director/etc. Sidaris (Mrs. Arlene and Mr. Andy, actually) engage in some very professional technical discussion of filmmaking. Although they'll never be Kubrick, they are serious about making a high-quality film on a shoestring budget, and it shows in their careful and clever filming and their breathtaking location shooting. And they do give some relative unknowns an acting resume, to boot. Anyone interested in how films are made needs to watch this.
Be prepared. "Hard Ticket to Hawaii" is pure, sunshiny enjoyment!
Babes, guns, action!This movie follows two women who work for a charter plane/cargo service in Hawaii. They become targets, or somebody they know becomes targets, or something (who cares) of some Evil Bad Men. Their Boyfriends (the women, not the Bad Men) show up, after flexing and acting like [fools] on their boat for a while. Within a few minutes they encounter a Random Killer doing handstands on a skateboard. The Random Killer makes a second pass and manages to wing one of the Boyfriends, but the other shoots the Random Killer with a rocket launcher. Very cool! Another nice subplot is the Infected Snake (very realistic, let me tell you) who shows up in a sort of surprise ending that left the entire audience stunned.
The director's commentary is pretty cool because it explains some of the scenes that would otherwise make no sense. They still don't make much sense, but the commentary is cool. The video quality is very good, as is the audio. The plot quality is low, as is the acting. There is no shortage of nudity and violence. Excellent all around, if you like this kind of [junk].
A slightly sad note: Andy Sidaris (the genius who directed this), claims to have twelve movies out on DVD, but as of this writing only two are available.


Vanilla
very good collabration of artists.

Ripstein's Bunuelesque masterpiece
ASTONISHING, CRUEL, AND SORDID WORK OF ART

A "Must See" Performance!
James Last Gentleman of Music (DVD) - ABSOLUTELY FABULOUS!As an introduction to American audiances, James Last describes his music as somewhere between Lawrence Welk and the Tiajuana Brass. That may indeed generally describe the sound but the personal energy displayed by each of these superbly talented musicians is quite unique.
Occasionally I have the pleasure of introducing "the James Last sound" to those who amazingly often don't even recognize the name of the group. After the first few selections consisting of a medley - Granada/Lady of Spain - followed by the Titanic love theme, invariably these new listeners have instantly been transformed into huge fans who can't wait to get more of this music into their collections!...


D must have 4 d millenium
Mr. Justin Randall Timberlake is still the BEST
Ades's Asyla (the plural of "Asylum," used in both its meanings, as a place of refuge and a scene of madness) is available only in the video format, which is sonically quite good and visually striking. It is energetic music, with a lot of percussion, including one piece that looks like a tomato juice can, and one movement that annotator Andrew Porter describes as "a sort of Rite of Spring cum disco." A video interview of Rattle is a fine bonus. --Joe McLellan

beautifully played
Doesn't get any better than this.....

Manos: What was that Fate Again?Of all of the movies I have ever witnessed, I have labeled 'Manos' the worst. I have never seen 'Plan 9 From Outer Space,' but I have been told in enough detail that this would have given 'Manos' a real run for the money and then some. However, until I see 'Plan 9,' this stills holds the record for a real stinkburger.
Dubbed by Mystery Science Theatre 3000 fans as the best movie ever riffed by the dynamic trio Joel, Crow, and Tom Servo. Well, "best" meaning "the most uckiest movie ever." If you question what MST3000 is, I suggest looking at their version of 'Manos' here on Amazon.
Anyway, 'Manos' starts first with an equally bad, yet in the end likeable-by-default short film, 'Hired: Part II.' This left my younger cousin splitting his seams. He had seen nothing funnier. After 'Manos,' he had forgotten entirely about 'Hired.'
The true tone for 'Manos' is set with the opening 10-minute-drive-to-nowhere. No dialogue, no action, just the family (Mom, Dad, daughter Debbie, and Peppy, the short-lived poodle) driving to the misslabled Valley Lodge. What of this Valley Lodge we are left to wonder. However, that is soon forgotten. The first ten mintues you also get to sample the music to the movie, easy-listening jazz. You will here nothing else besides the "Haunting Torgo Theme."
After the conspicuously incompetent father/husband, whose only defense for getting themselves horribly lost is the Valley Lodge sign, finally stops at a run-down (or is it luxurious? It's hard to tell from shaky camera angles and horribly picture quality) home on the edge of the desert, we finally get a mouthful of the true movie.
The house's caretaker, Torgo, "greets" the family, we finally also get a hint of how horrible the acting is. Torgo is the stuttering, probably perpetual drunk who watches the "Master"'s house while he is away. Torgo's actual eye-candy that will have you snickering are his knees. His pants look like he jammed watermelon halves down the fronts.
From the there, the family is stranded, and after Torgo puts up little resistance at keeping them out, the family is then invited to stay. At first, the Master is merely away, perhaps on a trip of unknown origin. However, later in the movie, he is dead. "But not dead in the way you know it," as Torgo so brilliantly exclaims. Then he is away again. Somebody bungled the script, methinks.
I won't spoil to much. Needless to say, the Master, whose servant is Torgo, of course, is somehow servant to Manos. Who Manos is exactly, we never figure. Perhaps it is the pyre that Torgo is "executed" on. (Torgo's execution, ordered by the Master, is first played out by his many wives who first merely wave their hands around his face in an annoying manner. Then, his left hand is burned off. The last we see of Torgo is his running into the desert. Some execution.) Of course, the Master needs a new Torgo, and what better replacement that Michael, the incompetent father/husband, who greets two young women in the end when they attempt to find the Valley Lodge.
Throughout the whole duration, no more than five minutes of dialogue is netted. Most of that is repetition ("She'll understand, Debbie's my girl. She'll understand." Pause. "Don't worry, dear. Debbie's my girl, she'll understand.") And that also brings up the point of the music. While the Master is out hunting the family, and Torgo is peeping in on the wife, all is set to easy listening jazz. The most foreboding music is the "Haunting Torgo Theme," which is played twice, easy messily cut while Michael bullies Torgo into carrying his bags.
And to end that, I must mention: I, an intelligent youth and my father, an incredibly intelligent man, can still not figure out what, exactly, was the 'Fate' referred to in the title.
Well, that review was long and pointless, but I hope is a help to those who wish to view a HORRIBLE, MOST UCKY AND MISERABLE movie apart from 'Plan 9.' If I were to one-up my suggestion, it would be to purchase the Mystery Science Theatre 3000 edition, which not only features the movie, but the wisecracks and one-liners shot off by Joel and his robot friends.
Well, that is all for now, I guess.
Manos: What was that Fate Again?Dubbed by Mystery Science Theatre 3000 fans as the best movie ever riffed by the dynamic trio Joel, Crow, and Tom Servo. Well, "best" meaning "the most uckiest movie ever." If you question what MST3000 is, I suggest looking at their version of 'Manos' here on Amazon.
Anyway, 'Manos' starts first with an equally bad, yet in the end likeable-by-default short film, 'Hired: Part II.' This left my younger cousin splitting his seams. He had seen nothing funnier. After 'Manos,' he had forgotten entirely about 'Hired.'
The true tone for 'Manos' is set with the opening 10-minute-drive-to-nowhere. No dialogue, no action, just the family (Mom, Dad, daughter Debbie, and Peppy, the short-lived poodle) driving to the misslabled Valley Lodge. What of this Valley Lodge we are left to wonder. However, that is soon forgotten. The first ten mintues you also get to sample the music to the movie, easy-listening jazz. You will here nothing else besides the "Haunting Torgo Theme."
After the conspicuously incompetent father/husband, whose only defense for getting themselves horribly lost is the Valley Lodge sign, finally stops at a run-down (or is it luxurious? It's hard to tell from shaky camera angles and horribly picture quality) home on the edge of the desert, we finally get a mouthful of the true movie.
The house's caretaker, Torgo, "greets" the family, we finally also get a hint of how horrible the acting is. Torgo is the stuttering, probably perpetual drunk who watches the "Master"'s house while he is away. Torgo's actual eye-candy that will have you snickering are his knees. His pants look like he jammed watermelon halves down the fronts.
From the there, the family is stranded, and after Torgo puts up little resistance at keeping them out, the family is then invited to stay. At first, the Master is merely away, perhaps on a trip of unknown origin. However, later in the movie, he is dead. "But not dead in the way you know it," as Torgo so brilliantly exclaims. Then he is away again. Somebody bungled the script, methinks.
I won't spoil to much. Needless to say, the Master, whose servant is Torgo, of course, is somehow servant to Manos. Who Manos is exactly, we never figure. Perhaps it is the pyre that Torgo is "executed" on. (Torgo's execution, ordered by the Master, is first played out by his many wives who first merely wave their hands around his face in an annoying manner. Then, his left hand is burned off. The last we see of Torgo is his running into the desert. Some execution.) Of course, the Master needs a new Torgo, and what better replacement that Michael, the incompetent father/husband, who greets two young women in the end when they attempt to find the Valley Lodge.
Throughout the whole duration, no more than five minutes of dialogue is netted. Most of that is repetition ("She'll understand, Debbie's my girl. She'll understand." Pause. "Don't worry, dear. Debbie's my girl, she'll understand.") And that also brings up the point of the music. While the Master is out hunting the family, and Torgo is peeping in on the wife, all is set to easy listening jazz. The most foreboding music is the "Haunting Torgo Theme," which is played twice, easy messily cut while Michael bullies Torgo into carrying his bags.
And to end that, I must mention: I, an intelligent youth and my father, an incredibly intelligent man, can still not figure out what, exactly, was the 'Fate' referred to in the title.
Well, that review was long and pointless, but I hope is a help to those who wish to view a HORRIBLE, MOST UCKY AND MISERABLE movie apart from 'Plan 9.' If I were to one-up my suggestion, it would be to purchase the Mystery Science Theatre 3000 edition, which not only features the movie, but the wisecracks and one-liners shot off by Joel and his robot friends.
Well, that is all for now, I guess.


Get Up On You're Feet!!!
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