‘Doctor Who’ thing of the day: Dalek Christmas tree
What is it about Christmas and Daleks? Is there some Yuletide connection with Skaro that I’ve missed all these years? What on Earth — or beyond — would inspire this?
What is it about Christmas and Daleks? Is there some Yuletide connection with Skaro that I’ve missed all these years? What on Earth — or beyond — would inspire this?
It mystifies me as I try to fathom just what the hell an actor with the stature of Robert DeNiro is doing in a movie that finds the height of its humor in a child’s projectile vomiting and four-hour boners.
Nice to see a story about a fantasy mythology that isn’t drawing on the Anglo-Saxon well that is running dry…
I’m talking real, down-to-earth, honest-to-awfulness, worst movie you’ve ever seen. Not the movie that’s so bad it’s great. Not a guilty pleasure you acknowledge is terrible but you have a sneaking fondness for anyway. Nope: I want you to dredge up the most excruciating memory of a movie-watching experience you can manage without blowing out a cranial artery.
People are demented.
Because who wouldn’t want to spend Christmas with a Dalek? They’re so cuddly. I know I always think of mistletoe and eggnog and Christmas crackers when I hear that friendly cry of “Exterminate! Exterminate!”
If you were derelict enough in your cheesy-movie duties to have missed this masterpiece of awful when it aired on Syfy in June, now you have you chance to rectify this deplorable oversight.
Oh, dear. This is going to be very silly, isn’t it?
Fan “pirates” out-of-print comic, and creator heartily approves. Can Hollywood learn a lesson from this?
It’s a bit suspicious that New York is not one of the ”select cities” Country Strong is opening in on Wednesday. Don’t they want the New York critics to see it? Maybe they’re afraid we don’t get country music…