#Good bad movies

[rosengeist]

This is unironically really important. Friends, help me, I need GOOD "bad movies".

It can be any genre, any year, can ostensibly be good or bad, but its gotta have the right fun/dumb/wtf am I even watching? Energy.

Example - Face/Off is PEAK this. Epitome of this. So bad it becomes a work of garbage art and ends up being fun. The stupid shit becomes really endearing and amusing, and suprisingly well done scenes get shine.

The Mummy (1999) also has this vibe, even if its more coherent. I suspect Showgirls might get me feeling this way, but I have not seen it. Hot Frosty or Malignant are the most recent ones to hit this, but even then, both were like...1/2-2/3rds there.

So....simultaneously dumb, but enjoyably dumb, may or may not have good elements like sincere acting, genre love, competent or even good action pieces, that sort of thing. Like where its trackable, it may even be competently made, but the fun is very high. The dumb is not an insult, the dumb IS the point.

This is unironically a mental health thing. Help me find new fun dumbs.

[dawnanddorisqna]

The risk of trying to find good bad movies.

[peteramthor]

New blog post. This time it's a new Movie Review. Taking a look at the 1991 flick "Neon City" a post apocalypse flick staring the greatest forehead in acting Michael Ironside and the one name wonder Vanity.

[totwototwo]

Please someone tell me that they have watched the 2001 movie Route 666 staring Lou Diamond Phillips and others. It is genuinely one of the best worst movies I have ever watched in my life and I crave conversation about it

[damnablehumbuggery]

Damnable Animated GIF: Demon Wind

This gives a whole new meaning to "tongue lashing!"

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[w1ng3dw01f]

so, like, these two films:

Are pretty solid films and I don’t think they get appreciated enough.

Unstoppable, starring Denzel Washington, Chris Pine and Rosario Dawson is essentially about a rogue speeding train that has to be taken care of before it derails in a populated area. Set in the modern era.

The Finest Hours, starring Chris Pine and Casey Affleck, is mostly about the rescue operation of the surviving crew of a T-2 Tanker that split in half at sea in a storm.

I love both of them. I think they’re great.

No, I am not just saying that because Chris Pine is in them, even though he’s a pretty good actor in both. He just happens to be the glue that is tying these two movies to this post.

Now, are they perfect movies? No, but they introduce and handle high stakes fairly well and the scripts are pretty good. Also, who doesn’t love a good-bad movie, or a feel-good rescue/disaster movie?

I have rewatched Unstoppable about three times and Finest Hours about five. I will probably watch them again sometime in the future.

(To me, they are almost on the same lovability as The Day After Tomorrow with Dennis Quad, Jake Gyllenhaal, Sela Ward, and Emmy Rossum, about a man traveling to save his son in a sudden new ice age, but that movie can be talked about in an entirely different post).

These movies just have a special place in my heart and they will never leave. In fact, they take up a corner of my brain rent free. I’m keeping them there.

[jupitermelichios]

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[imovrhere]

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[allthatiknowisthatiknownothing]

The definition of a “good” bad movie.

i want people to feel about my writing the way roger ebert feels about the mummy

[toruandmidori]

[words-and-threads]

Is Venom a good movie? Well the pacing is a mess and the plot beats come out of nowhere and it glosses over so so many horrifying implications. That turd in the wind speech is indeed very stupid. Eddie's wandering accent is distracting. Everything moves so fast that genuine emotional impact is impossible and the visual noise is literally dizzying. God forbid anyone with epilepsy watch it.

In short I had a fabulous time and I'm gonna watch the other two now. Thank you Haley Whipjack for making a ranty video about the 3rd movie's many faults and giving me the idea that if you're obsessed with this series I might just like it.

[nitw]

i miss the bad guys. like they really took the only good thing about zootopia (furries) and made it infinitely better by Not being copaganda

[demi-shoggoth]

Werewolves? In my vagina?

It's more common than you think

Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992)

[observerpix]

The Best Worst Movie Ever

Hi! I don't know if I'm going to spend much time here, but I thought I would announce my time by sharing with you a review I wrote WAY back in 2008 about a movie that is still so wonderfully terrible, that I try to get everyone to watch it. Flashback Review! Southland Tales

There are many levels of bad movie. There are good bad movies that you love watching because you enjoy making fun of them. There are bad bad movies that you are so mad you wasted your time and money seeing that you are offended by the thought of them. Then there’s Southland Tales. It’s the kind of bad movie that you want every single one of your friends to see so that you can all discuss the atrocity to which you’ve just subjected yourselves.

I believe the only way to truly enjoy Southland Tales is to be tripping on some pretty good acid. Even then, though, I think you might get bored after about thirty minutes and resort to watching static on television.

It’s truly not a boring movie; that’s definitely not what’s wrong with the film. It’s got nuclear war, Big Brother, political corruption, crazy drugs, time travel, and little people in SWAT gear. What bored me is that I didn’t care what the hell anyone did or didn’t do.

In 2005, a nuclear bomb was dropped on Texas. This, of course, led to World War Three. Now, three years later, the government has reinstated the draft, issued nationwide identification cards, and controls the Internet. The Republican Party has a good chance of winning the election, and there’s an extremist Marxist group that doesn’t want that to happen.

Dwayne Johnson is Boxer Santeros, an action star who’s married to Madeline Frost (Mandy Moore), the daughter of Senator Bobby Frost (Holmes Osborne) who happens to be on the Republican ticket. Senator Frost’s wife is Nana Mae Frost (Miranda Richardson) who is not only the head of the NSA (I think), but she also runs the USIdent office, a Big Brother operation that controls the Internet and every other thing going on in America.

Still with me? I’m not done yet.

So Boxer gets kidnapped and taken into the desert. Somehow, he gets back into California with a case of amnesia and has been shacking up with porn star Krista Now (Sarah Michelle Gellar). He and Krista write a screenplay that oddly emulates what’s going on in the world, and they get wrapped up in what I believe to be a conspiracy that involves the Marxist movement, a German who’s created a power station operated by ocean water (played by the hilarious Wallace Shawn), and some strange time-space continuum whatnot. Oh, and a drugged-up war veteran played by Justin Timberlake narrates.

The movie plays as if too many ideas crawled onto the page, and Richard Kelly didn’t want to let any of them go. There are scenes that actually had my attention. I thought, finally, this movie is going somewhere and getting interesting, but no. As soon as some semblance of a storyline would show itself, the film would stumble and fall right back into an immature statement about American politics and war.

Richard Kelly definitely has ideas buried in the muck that is Southland Tales. Peppering the film with news footage that looks like it was plucked directly from C-SPAN is perfect. He’s poking fun at our country’s need for sensory overload in every sense of the word. Having one of your main characters be a porn star who is trying her hand at singing, television, and her own energy drink is spectacular. But either he concentrated too much on jamming every concept in, or he didn’t let the actors in on the joke.

Mandy Moore is surprisingly interesting as the whiny senator’s daughter, but I know for a fact she can do better work. Christopher Lambert, Miranda Richardson, and hell, even John Laroquette should be ashamed of themselves. I wouldn’t think it was so sad to see them play such horrible characters if it didn’t look like they were trying so hard.

Dwayne Johnson is the only one who gives a convincing performance. And it’s really only because he’s playing a confused, half-wit of a man who can’t quite figure out what his purpose might be. He does know one thing, though. He’s a pimp, and pimps don’t commit suicide.

Yeah, I don’t know what it means either, but it was the funniest damn line in the entire movie.

[w1ng3dw01f]

My Top 20 Most Rewatched Movies and Franchises in no Particular Order

The Day After Tomorrow

Into the Storm

The Finest Hours

Beasts of the Southern Wild

Dolphin Tale (1 & 2)

Hoot

Pacific Rim

Real Steel

Jurassic Park/World franchise

Star Wars franchise

Fast Five

Race to Witch Mountain

Super 8

The Holiday

Little Women (1995)

Sense & Sensibility

Pride & Prejudice

Moonstruck

The Pelican Brief

Speed

Out of curiosity, what are yours?

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.