Post by mrsphyllistorgo on Jun 12, 2010 12:12:41 GMT -5
Well, the June 11 shows have come and gone--and my only regret is that I don't own a time machine!
I actually got to see both presentations, thanks to Rad Ron, Mary Jo's spouse and most awesome human being in the history of forever, and each one was special in its own frabjulous way.
As per tradition, the show opener was David Gruber Allen, world renowned actor and comedian, best known for sensitive, delicate roles such as "Hick" and "Second Trubador", although to my mind he'll always be "Fondue Restaurant Patron." His warm up act is a hoot, and he is joined onstage by J. Elvis and TV's Frank, both of whom have not lost a whit of their standup chops. (J. plays a mean bass as well, by the by.)
And on to the show! The first one was about killer insects, and was retitled something like "Insects", but I can't remember what it was because the orignal title stuck in my mind for some reason: Genocide. Yep. As Joel (squeal! Joel!) put it, that title causes certain problems for the marketing campaign. ("Critics Love "Genocide"!)
And the movie won't let you forget it, either. One poor bastard is the main crazypants character and his main schtick is to see a bug, go bonkers, and run around clutching his head and shrieking "Genocide! Genocide!" Ahhh, good times.
Did I mention it's a Japanese post WWII flick, with a subplot involving an H-Bomb? Tasteful, it was.
But the CT team pulled it out masterfully, leaving the audience hoarse and panting with laughter. Also, the venue, The Showbox, has a bar. So, you know, liquid happiness+CT=FABULOUS!
Afterwards, after I rushed to purchase DVDs and get them signed by the whole crew (who couldn't be nicer as I dithered and babbled and tried to get my apparently-not-so-idiot-proof camera to, you know, take a damn picture) I hunted down RAD, who, as those of you fortunate enough to have met him know, is just the coolest guy around--if you ever get a chance to see his turn on the catwalk, modeling the CT man-bag holding the crew's latest offering, you will never forget it--and the wonderful man got me on the guest list for the next show! This is awesome beyond the telling of it, and I am positive it sprang soley from RAD's generous heart, and not because I may have terrified him a bit with my puppy like yelps of glee at the thought of seeing the next show.
So after all that, time for round two! This time up was "Samson And the Seven Miracles" or some such, and anyone who's been around MST for any length of time knows that not only will there be no miracles, that to even look for one is a painful folly that can only lead to the deepening of one's final despairing ennui. But no matter! Cinematic Titanic was on the job! The jokes flew fast and furious as the blandest actor/bodybuilder in the history of time wore bright red panties and rescued China from the Mongol hordes. You heard me. And the movie managed to make it boring!
For those of you who have yet to experience a CT show live, and have wondered what it's like--it's like your best birthday party ever. You go to a big shiny place with hordes of people who love what you love, whom you don't have to explain things to, and watch people you like do what they adore doing, and you're all in it together, creating an experience out of thin air.
I'm sure there are fans of other things--sports teams, performance troupes, musicians, whatever--that are as lucky as the fans of MST/Cinematic Titanic/Rifftrax. I'm sure that many people have felt that tidal wave of joy wash over them as they realize they are here, now--not anyplace else, but here, seeing this, and being part of something that is assembled before our eyes and won't exist in quite this way anytime or place else--I'm sure plenty of people are that lucky. But I can tell you this--there is no group of fans that are luckier.
MOVIE SIGN!
I actually got to see both presentations, thanks to Rad Ron, Mary Jo's spouse and most awesome human being in the history of forever, and each one was special in its own frabjulous way.
As per tradition, the show opener was David Gruber Allen, world renowned actor and comedian, best known for sensitive, delicate roles such as "Hick" and "Second Trubador", although to my mind he'll always be "Fondue Restaurant Patron." His warm up act is a hoot, and he is joined onstage by J. Elvis and TV's Frank, both of whom have not lost a whit of their standup chops. (J. plays a mean bass as well, by the by.)
And on to the show! The first one was about killer insects, and was retitled something like "Insects", but I can't remember what it was because the orignal title stuck in my mind for some reason: Genocide. Yep. As Joel (squeal! Joel!) put it, that title causes certain problems for the marketing campaign. ("Critics Love "Genocide"!)
And the movie won't let you forget it, either. One poor bastard is the main crazypants character and his main schtick is to see a bug, go bonkers, and run around clutching his head and shrieking "Genocide! Genocide!" Ahhh, good times.
Did I mention it's a Japanese post WWII flick, with a subplot involving an H-Bomb? Tasteful, it was.
But the CT team pulled it out masterfully, leaving the audience hoarse and panting with laughter. Also, the venue, The Showbox, has a bar. So, you know, liquid happiness+CT=FABULOUS!
Afterwards, after I rushed to purchase DVDs and get them signed by the whole crew (who couldn't be nicer as I dithered and babbled and tried to get my apparently-not-so-idiot-proof camera to, you know, take a damn picture) I hunted down RAD, who, as those of you fortunate enough to have met him know, is just the coolest guy around--if you ever get a chance to see his turn on the catwalk, modeling the CT man-bag holding the crew's latest offering, you will never forget it--and the wonderful man got me on the guest list for the next show! This is awesome beyond the telling of it, and I am positive it sprang soley from RAD's generous heart, and not because I may have terrified him a bit with my puppy like yelps of glee at the thought of seeing the next show.
So after all that, time for round two! This time up was "Samson And the Seven Miracles" or some such, and anyone who's been around MST for any length of time knows that not only will there be no miracles, that to even look for one is a painful folly that can only lead to the deepening of one's final despairing ennui. But no matter! Cinematic Titanic was on the job! The jokes flew fast and furious as the blandest actor/bodybuilder in the history of time wore bright red panties and rescued China from the Mongol hordes. You heard me. And the movie managed to make it boring!
For those of you who have yet to experience a CT show live, and have wondered what it's like--it's like your best birthday party ever. You go to a big shiny place with hordes of people who love what you love, whom you don't have to explain things to, and watch people you like do what they adore doing, and you're all in it together, creating an experience out of thin air.
I'm sure there are fans of other things--sports teams, performance troupes, musicians, whatever--that are as lucky as the fans of MST/Cinematic Titanic/Rifftrax. I'm sure that many people have felt that tidal wave of joy wash over them as they realize they are here, now--not anyplace else, but here, seeing this, and being part of something that is assembled before our eyes and won't exist in quite this way anytime or place else--I'm sure plenty of people are that lucky. But I can tell you this--there is no group of fans that are luckier.
MOVIE SIGN!
