The music is just such a hard clash to the original and the whole atmosphere 😅
I rewatched Southland Tales. Forgot I had already seen it, but was still a very enjoyable, wild, weird and confusing ride.
Good stoner movie 👍
Just less hassle to set up and maintain. More focused on usability and usable for less experienced users. Basically a more modern and sleeker looking Linux Mint.
Told her to ditch Cachy OS and use Zorin OS instead a few weeks ago and it seems to have stuck
Aren't the venues the issue?
I really like Greta Gerwig's movies and am excited to see what she will do with Narnia. Iirc she is a fan of the books and really wanted to do an adaptation. Happy to see Netflix is giving her a proper budget!
I doubt I will ever be able to train my brain to stop this. Also it's just doing it's job to protect me. Hard to blame it for taking this a little too far...
So instead I just try and balance it out by asking myself: What is the best thing that might happen? What's the most likely thing to happen? Which in most cases is simply nothing of note. The important thing is not to keep thinking only about the worst outcomes.
That's a cool game!
I think people got a little too hung up on the references. I mean, I get it, it breaks the immersion of it's constantly referencing other movies you know.
But if you look at the movie on its own terms, it's a really nice Alien movie.
Nor sure if this technically qualifies as positive affirmation, but what helps me is saying:
All you need to do is be (yourself)
"Yourself" is optional. Sometimes I use a variation:
Just be (yourself) The best thing you can do is be (yourself)
Reminds me that there is only one me and it's my job to fill that role. Nobody else can do that as well as me :)
No, it's one of those "don't believe the targeted harassment campaign" arguments
This is the answer, I think. However, as far as I understand it, we can get outsized reactions that are not evolutionary sensible. This oversensitivity can be just a random trait that might not be helpful at all in the current environment (or any other previous environment). It can also just be a psychology response to a traumatic event for example. Humans are quite complex.
Terrorists and a rude waiter attack a politician and take over an exclusive London club.
I totally forgot about this gem featuring Motörhead. I haven't seen this in ages, but remember it used to be a great watch with some friends and beer
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Kraa The Sea Monster (1998) is what happens when Godzilla’s sleazy cousin crawls from a Jersey swamp in a rubber suit that reeks like a stale Domino’s pizza box.
This was Full Moon’s grand attempt to ride the coattails of Godzilla ’98, and they don’t even try to hide it. There’s literally a Godzilla billboard in one of the destruction shots, like the movie itself is sighing, “Yeah, you probably should’ve watched that other garbage instead of this garbage.”
The setup is threadbare: Lord Doom—Doctor Doom’s knockoff brother from a Halloween clearance bin—sends Kraa to stomp Earth into submission. Planet Patrol, a team of photogenic twenty-somethings squeezed into lycra on what looks like a rejected Death Star set, can’t make it to the fight. S
o the job falls to a biker, a waitress, and, best of all, a clam-shaped alien puppet who talks like he’s auditioning for Super Mario Bros. Supposed to land in Italy, he crashes in New Jersey instead, so of course he speaks in a cartoon Italian accent.
And the monster? Kraa ambles through miniatures like he’s shopping for groceries. Sometimes you’ll catch timecode still burned into the frame, or a green screen that never got finished. The rubber suit itself was later sold off to collectors—proof that someone out there paid actual money to own a piece of Full Moon’s sweat-soaked kaiju history.
Planet Patrol could’ve been the saving grace. They’re pretty, they’re in lycra, and they radiate late-night-TV charisma. But they barely show up, leaving us stuck with Earthlings nobody cares about. Worse still, when the monster footage arrives, it’s so bland you almost miss the biker and waitress. Almost.
Here’s the problem: Kraa! isn’t gloriously inept like Plan 9 from Outer Space, and it isn’t stylishly wild like Starcrash. It’s self-aware bad. It winks at you. And nothing kills camp faster than a movie begging to be in on the joke. It’s the cinematic equivalent of the kid in high school rehearsing comebacks in the mirror, never realizing that trying too hard is the least cool move of all.
In the end, Kraa! The Sea Monster is a kaiju flick without menace, a parody without guts, and a spoof without bite. Watch it if you’re curious, but don’t expect “so bad it’s good.” This one’s “so bad it’s boring”—and boring is the monster no one can beat.
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