The boys get particularly horny with this segment as a particularly dumb sex pun is repeated far too many times. Things get a little quiet as the cast gets cut down but we pump up the jams with some music discussion including an obligatory dancing Sam Rockwell.
From Dead to Ghosted, Dead at 21 that is, we’re talking Adam Scott (actor). A comprehensive and curious retrospective through a working man’s on screen career.
In writing this, there may need to be an actual introduction for the man himself right at the start. I have a feeling we may need an introduction to what we’re even trying to accomplish with these discussions. We know who Adam Scott is, and if the people reading this do too, then what more can this give them?
As we find out, there is a versatility to the nice looking fellow known to the mainstream as Ben Wyatt (Parks and Recreation) and comedy nerds for “That’s Not Funny” Adam (Comedy Bang Bang, U Talkin’ U2 To Me?). We’re guessing most mainstream will ask their culturally educated friends while watching Step Brothers or Big Little Lies if that nice looking fellow is, in fact, Ben Wyatt, and hoping they’ll reply his name is Adam Scott.
Is this all Adam has to offer in his profession, to fill the welcome role of that nice looking fellow, alternating between snarky douchebag and affable goofball?
There are acts of vehicular manslaughter in the Fast and Furious franchise. There are certainly quite a few straight up murders throughout, with Vin Diesel and his family getting a fair share of blood on their hands and, therefore, steering wheels. Listening to the lyrics in almost all of these songs for the official album, however, you’d think this is the album to Death Race 2000.
“Murder, murder, murder, murder, murder.”
This is a strange predicament we have here. Much like the strange and comedic contrast of fantastical steampunk technology atop a Western backdrop, never have we had such a distinct movie and soundtrack experience. Now there’s been similar ventures; Batman Forever was our first foray into a nostalgic film with eclectic song choices, American Pie was a dumb if enjoyable romp with a dumb and torturous soundtrack, and Alexander hadn’t even seen Digimon so he was stuck with just yet another ska laden session.
But what of Wild Wild West? Let’s just acknowledge this film in that we could have hour long discussions of each and every scene, it is a bizarre, troubling miracle of movie making. A miracle in the sense that it ever got made. As we vividly recall just some of the bonkers inclusions, we are alleviated by the surprisingly refreshing inclusions in the official soundtrack. I could explain more in this introduction but the usual quote I select sums up this visual and aural adventure into a very ’90’s wild West.
“Big Willie gets Dru Hill dressed as the Wild Bunch and these guys are stuck with Gilderoy Lockhart and his mechanical legs.”
After a brief respite to recuperate from the narrowing thought trail of dog murder, our optimism was in need of refueling. Having focused too heavily on their mortality, we had began to lose focus on the spiritual gift that dogs have given us. Thinking big was the right move, real big. What is more grand and opposed to death than questioning the very life of dogs?
From the end back to the beginning, we had to discuss the origin of dogs to discover the origin of dog movies. Mount your cork boards and unravel your red string because we’re unraveling the mounting discovery of humanity’s future guided through canine past.
“There is a ferret in this movie voiced by Amy Sedaris.”
After a brief respite, Alexander and I have returned to the much needed analysis of canine cinema. Accomplishing the creation of our own dog movie so soon had placed us on a narrow path and the break has shifted us away from intense dog murder.
When returning to the series, we questioned what had to be assessed and came to the obvious point. We had barely talked about existing dog movies, only in reference, and had to map out the political climate of the waters we’re braving.
“You wouldn’t get Marley biting Owen Wilson on his jeb-end.”
Dogs. Doggies. Doggos. Canines, mongrels, and doggy style. What are they? Where did they come from? How did they become our best friend? We may never know the answers. Even now, As I correspond with a friend, Alexander, a dog absently stares in my direction as I know another one stares at him. Like any friend, what do they want in return of their friendship?
If only they could talk. Like the titular Marley in the 2011 prequel Marley and Me: The Puppy Years. Then, in an inane venn diagram, the cultural osmosis of pets and movies comes together. Why are there so many dog movies, and could they alleviate our concerns?
So now Alexander and I are delving into the glut of canine cinema to research and develop the prefect character study. A film that strives for more than family friendly entertainment but an existential and educational expose. Against our best instincts, we must make another dog movie.
I helped make this monster, now I have to teach it how to not kill things.
There’s a common statistic thrown around car insurance sites that most accidents occur within three miles of a person’s house. They don’t mention that almost ninety percent of these are caused by your alcoholic son doing doughnuts around the house in his shitty Voltswagen Golf. Now, if he wants his flagged YouTube videos of him blaring his Cascada CD played at his funeral, he might certainly qualify to make this list.
Death caught on film, it’s not just for market corner VHS trades. Cast and crew have passed on while on production and the only honourable thing to do is dedicate their last work in their memory. Sometimes, however, they may well have only been there for a paycheck, and their name so prominently attached is perhaps the opposite of their last wishes.
This is the very first shot of James Nguyan’s 2010 Birdemic: Shock and Terror.
To keep the roster diverse, WWE have to talent search both above, below, bath, and beyond. These monsters are willing and ready to compete for belts, money, and material gain. Even in death, lives on the American dream.