I just finished watching "Fiend Without a Face" and it is absolutely the funniest thing I've seen in ages.
Did you know that when those fiendish brains atop the "spinal cords" are shot they make little farting sounds? Yes, brain farts! They spurt, they fart, they die!
The costume designer deserves special praise, too. How about those fabulous oversized leather jumpsuits worn by the guys in the atomic power plant, with grommets in the armpits for ventilation. If they don't protect you against radioactivity, nothing will!
And Marshall Thompson's fur trimmed bomber jacket was years ahead of its time! I swear I almost bought one in 1986.
If you haven't seen this one, rent it! Get out the popcorn and sodas and have a blast. You'll be splorking your Pepsi for sure!
This post was last modified: 06-26-2005, 09:58 PM by Maggers.
Reading is freedom.
The mind soars, no earthly cares,
no limitations.
A Maggers Haiku, 2005
Years ago my mother used to say to me... "In this world, Elwood, you can be oh so smart or oh so pleasant."
Well, for years I was smart.
I recommend pleasant.
You may quote me.
Elwood P. Dowd