Showing posts with label cheesy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cheesy. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 June 2013

The Toxic Avenger ~ Why nuclear waste is bad for you

Not so long back, well it was a few months ago from time of writing but that’s not long is it? Anyhow, not so long ago and at the behest of my friend I sat down and watched my first ever Troma movie.

Oh My Fucking God!

You better be prepared for cursing because I think there may be a bit of it in this post.

I’ve seen lots of different types of movies, so I thought I’d be prepared for this one, holy shit how wrong I was. My eyes and brain have only just recovered from the sheer brutal assault upon them. In fact it’s very possible that at some point I may need counselling to deal with the troma … sorry trauma of this experience.

If any Troma fans want to help me pay for sessions then I’m open to donations!

Would it surprise you after reading all the above to learn that I really enjoyed this movie? I know it surprised the shit out of me to realise that once the end credits started rolling I was sad there wasn’t more to watch. If I’d have seen it as a teenager I’m damn sure I would have loved it obsessively.

It’s got violence, bad language, gore, tits and really bad sex what’s not to like? Well aside from the really wooden acting, but if you watch a lot of porn you should be used to that. There are a couple of disturbing scenes, but they don’t detract a lot from the enjoyment.

What’s it all about though?

Well I’m not going to do a thorough review as that would just be spoiling it and I certainly don’t want to do that. But a very basic description would be, “nerd gets revenge and gets the girl”. Sounds very clique doesn’t it? But it’s what surrounds that basic premise that lifts this movie into the fucking surreal.



We’re introduced to the town of Tromaville (I’m taking a wild guess here, but I’m thinking this town may be made up), a typically American town filled with thugs, big breasted women, corrupt officials and a slight toxic problem. Well it was the mid-eighties and everyone seemed to want to do a Chernobyl before it actually happened. Lovely little Tromaville (location unknown) is also home to Melvin Junko, the man with the mop, the man with teeth so huge dentists the world over would likely have wet dreams about them.




Melvin is our hero, well sort of, he’s gotta suffer horribly a bit first before really earning the hero tag. And suffer he does, from looking like an advert for pure nerdiness to the endless abuse he gets from Bozo and his hit and run loving pals. But that’s all mild compared to the pain and suffering caused by taking an involuntary bath in a barrel of toxic waste. Yes you did indeed read that right, barrel of toxic waste and man swimming in it. Thanks to a malicious prank and a couple of idiots who’d prefer to get stoned rather than doing their job properly, this is Melvin’s fate. Well at least it’s a memorable way to go out, right? Even if it’s excruciatingly painful it’s still memorable. So alas poor Melvin, we didn’t know you very well.

Don’t grieve too much though, because if you’re a geek with teeth the size of a small fucking country then toxic waste isn’t bad for you, in fact it’s the best thing to ever come into your life. Because for geeks toxic waste is the route to ultimate superhero status.

See these posts can be quite educational.*

So in defiance of all natural laws, Melvin Junko, mild mannered goofy geek, becomes The Toxic Avenger!!!
I totally never saw that one coming (that was sarcasm by the way).

Now the fun can begin.



On to the scene now steps The Toxic Avenger (henceforth known by the popular name of Toxie), a hideously ugly, gruesomely deformed monster who is driven to destroy evil. Destroy is definitely the right word for the way Toxie treats his victims. He rips off arms and beats villains with the soggy end, dry cleans little old lady’s (they are obviously evil), deep fry’s robbers and crushes heads in gym machines. As a calling card he jams a mop into the skull of his every victim. You’d think that people could figure out who this weird superhero was off just the mop bit alone, but they’re morons so obviously they don’t.

Toxie’s main aim in his new ugly life is to gain revenge on all those responsible for his ill-fated dive into a drum of toxic waste. Unbeknown to him though he has another enemy and wouldn’t you know it he’s political. The worst ones are always in politics aren’t they? The mayor of Tromaville is corrupt, well most politicians are but he takes it to extremes, and being corrupt he’s quite worried about the possibility of a monstrous freak of a hero bringing him down. You just know that such a conniving shit of a man is going to do all in his power to bring Toxie down, manhunts, guns, the army, that sort of thing. Will Toxie survive the mayor’s attentions? Well it would be a fucking pointless hero movie if he didn’t.

Being a mutated freak isn’t all bad it seems, whereas Melvin couldn’t pull a girl to save his life, Toxie has a bit more luck. True the woman of his dreams may be blind and not exactly the sharpest tool in the box, but love blooms in the strangest of ways. They may not be Romeo and Juliet, but they do make an oddly cute couple. You may need to be slightly drunk like I was to see them as cute I suppose.

I guess you can get the gist of the movie from all that. Nerd gets bullied, gets transformed into freak, rips villains to pieces, saves cute kids from maniac drivers, gets the girl and saves the day. Simple premise really.
If you’ve never seen this movie, then trust me you’re missing out on a rare and cheesy treat.


*Don’t try diving into toxic waste, it actually doesn’t work!

Friday, 14 June 2013

Street Hawk ~ The complete promotion of dangerous driving.



Back in the mid-1980s American TV finally achieved something it had been threatening to do for years, it reached the upper peaks of cheesiness. Television viewers the world over thought that peak had been reached with both the A-Team and Airwolf, but those shows while being inherently cheesy had a few qualities that lifted them into the lower echelons of comedy drama. But with Street Hawk the TV executives had struck the golden cheese!

It was bad, so terribly bad, yet I loved it. I suppose back in the 80s I loved anything to do with speed (still do I guess), and I was fascinated by the idea of detective work, whether that be by the police or a genius P.I. TV shows like TJ Hooker, CHiPs, Magnum P.I and The Fall Guy were all favourites of mine. Street Hawk combined the 2 and thus was instant success in my juvenile mind.

Basically Street Hawk was about a police officer and his pet, top secret government motorbike. This was a bike designed to go fast, now you may say that all bikes are designed for that, however Street Hawk was so fast that it could fucking outrace the Starship Enterprise! At warp 10! And with the guy riding it looking in no danger of ever falling off. In fact our hero looked so relaxed while riding the bike he could have been chilling in his favourite armchair with his morning newspaper instead of travelling at ridiculous speeds and enduring insane amounts of G force.



This is Jesse Mach, an ex-motorcycle cop, injured in the line of duty. Now a police troubleshooter, he's been recruited for a top secret government mission to ride Street Hawk--an all-terrain attack motorcycle designed to fight urban crime, capable of incredible speeds up to three hundred miles an hour...and immense firepower. Only one man, federal agent Norman Tuttle, knows Jesse Mach's true identity. The man...the machine...Street Hawk.

There we have the introduction to our hero, all around American nice guy Mr Jesse Mach. This introduction always followed on from the opening theme music:



If you’ve read any of my earlier blog posts, you’ll know just how much I enjoyed the theme music.

What isn’t said above is that while Jesse Mach is a police officer by day, at night when out breaking light speed records he’s a friggin’ vigilante, and his own daytime boss wants to arrest him. Said boss doesn’t know that one of his underlings is the ruthless vigilante motorcycle warrior. Well obviously otherwise he’d just slap the cuffs on him when he arrived for work in the morning and bitch slap him a few times just for the trouble he’s caused.

You have to wonder though, if he’s pulling a full shift during the day and riding around like a one man army at night, when does he find the time to sleep? Is Jesse Mach actually A) a robot, B) possessed by his own bike or C) a shit police officer who sleeps on the job? Due to America cancelling the show we’ll never know the answer. I like option B personally, so I’ll let myself stick with that explanation.


So there we have Street Hawk, a man possessed by a bike to hunt down criminals, while evading the law and acting like a criminal.


Tuesday, 26 June 2012

Here's 10p.....

Go phone your parents and tell them you won't be home tonight!

I can pretty much guess that using that line would get you laughed at, slapped or both should you ever have the balls to go and say it to a girl. Yes I know people don't use payphones anymore, but that was a semi-popular line when I first started going out.

So brought upon by nothing at all, other than that line just appearing in my mind, I'm going to do a top ten list for cheesy, corny, witty and rude chat up lines. Some I've heard and some have been used on friends of mine.

Before I start though, I must stress that I've never used any of the following, or indeed any chat up line. For one I don't have the confidence to believe they'd work for me, for another women laugh at me enough without me giving them any extra ammunition.

Off we go...

One
I'm no Fred Flintstone, but I'll make your bedrock!
Seriously this one is terrible, it's a crap pun never mind a crap chat up line.

Two
Did it hurt? When you fell from Heaven
There's not much I can say to that, other than whoever uses it deserves a slap.

Three
If I could rewrite the alphabet, I would put U and I together!
I'm guessing this is meant to be quite romantic, in a weird, creepy way...

Four
If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?
Heard that said by various friends (who shall remain nameless to protect their embarrassment), surprisingly it worked once.

Five
Is that a mirror in your pants? 'cause I can see myself in them!
*sigh* Bad, just bad!

Six
Nice legs, what time do they open?
Well that's a smooth one isn't it? Almost guaranteed to have no success at all.

Seven
Do you believe in love at first sight ... or should I walk past again?
Does that actually have any chance of working?? Hmmm...

Eight
Nice dress, it would look great on my bedroom floor.
Corny with a hint of wit, might get a smile that...

Nine
Do you believe in casual sex, or should I get dressed up?
That one I like, definitely gotta have the nerve to say it though.

Ten
The only time I'd kick you out of bed is to fuck you on the floor!
Using that as an opening line would require more confidence than I'll ever possess. Friend of mine tried it once, we had to leave the pub not long after because the girl and her friends couldn't stop laughing at him. Cruel maybe?

That concludes my list. Incidentally any women reading this feel free to give your verdict on the above lines, or indeed on any that you have been subjected to!