IF YOU'RE A FAN OF GREAT ACTING AND GREAT SPECIAL EFFECTS AND SCENES WHEREIN A GUY LIES ON HIS BACK AND FIGHTS GIANT MUTANT KILLER FISH WITH HIS FEET
...then you must NOT miss Mega Piranha.
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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...then you must NOT miss Mega Piranha.
(Thanks to Jeff Meyerson)
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Cool! Sounds like a good flick.
Posted by: Theresa | March 30, 2010 at 05:22 PM
Where does one go to learn Giant Fish Jiu Jitsu?
Posted by: Roger Ebert | March 30, 2010 at 05:36 PM
With a mega cast like that (Tiffany! Greg Brady!) you know it's primo.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 30, 2010 at 05:52 PM
Where are Joel, Crow, Tom and Gypsy when you need them.
Posted by: eve | March 30, 2010 at 06:00 PM
And, the Academy Award for Best Overacting in a D-flick goes to....
Posted by: Siouxie | March 30, 2010 at 06:03 PM
Exactly, eve.
You need to watch that preview. Possibly the single funniest thing I've ever seen.
"Are you OK?"
This to a girl bleeding out from a bloody neck wound.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 30, 2010 at 06:06 PM
I think I liked it better when it was Night of the Living Dead
Posted by: Romeo Vitelli | March 30, 2010 at 06:20 PM
Big boobs.
Posted by: bonmot | March 30, 2010 at 06:23 PM
Now THAT'S what I call wooden dialogue! Petrified, even.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 30, 2010 at 06:49 PM
Wonderful. I've been around a lot of fish, including some close-up sharks, and my degree is in biology. I never knew until now that fish could growl.
Each and every time on screen and all sounding exactly alike.
Posted by: Steve | March 30, 2010 at 06:58 PM
The kicking is silly. To control this outbreak, you need a sack and a deep fryer.
Posted by: CJrun | March 30, 2010 at 07:45 PM
I take it this isn't a 'chick flick'? Steve I'm no biologist but even I knew that fish don't growl. I seen bonmot is being a typical man, again.
Posted by: nursecindy | March 30, 2010 at 08:10 PM
Ever watch "River Monsters" on Animal Planet? That guy catches critters that make those CG piranhas look like fish sticks. He caught a snapping turtle in the Ganges by ACCIDENT that I'm still having nightmares about.
Posted by: padraig | March 30, 2010 at 08:11 PM
Eve, here they are!
http://www.rifftrax.com
Posted by: Gina | March 30, 2010 at 08:14 PM
Global warming is causing the giant, growling fish.
Posted by: Al Gore | March 30, 2010 at 08:23 PM
Somehow I'm reminded of the cartoon show that was my son's favorite when he was a child, some years back...
Giant mutant killer fishes
Giant mutant killer fishes
Giant mutant killer fishes
Horrors from B-film hell
Stem cell power!
They’re the world’s most fearsome
killing machine (got quite a nip!)
They’re horrors from B-film hell
and they’re mean! (don’t skinny dip!)
When the people shredders attack
the muscled hunk kicks bass fighting back!
Giant mutant killer fishes
Giant mutant killer fishes…
Posted by: Just Ducky | March 30, 2010 at 08:32 PM
*SNORK* @ the Duckness!!! I've missed your songs!
Posted by: Siouxie | March 30, 2010 at 09:13 PM
Thanks, Siouxie. I've missed writing them, and missed you, too. I keep hoping for more blogging time.
Posted by: Just Ducky | March 30, 2010 at 09:32 PM
Ducky!!!! Welcome back!
And when this movie plays, Tiffany can once again sing "I think we're alone now..." and be totally correct.
(But when did Tiffany grow cleavage? Not that I noticed...)
Posted by: PirateBoy | March 30, 2010 at 09:36 PM
PB! Thanks! I really miss y'all.
And you're a guy, so of course you noticed.
Posted by: Just Ducky | March 30, 2010 at 09:38 PM
I was just wondering if the action figure in the advertisement (before the flick started) knew that he could cook bacon with his gun...
Posted by: Flukey | March 30, 2010 at 10:52 PM
Not even worth blogging about.
Posted by: OC Dolphin | March 31, 2010 at 02:00 AM
I had a 150 gallon tank with five Red-bellied Piranhas in it until my house burned down last week. They were paranoid fish that ran to the other side of the tank whenever I came into the room, and frantically tried to escape if I had to put a hand in the water. Piranha attack stories are usually greatly exaggerated, but maybe they have a secret superfish society.
The fire marshal thinks the fire may have started around the wiring to my lizard cage in another room. He never considered the possibility of an airborne piranha attack on the lizard, and I had never taught the lizard karate. Should I tell the insurance adjuster?
Posted by: Ralph | March 31, 2010 at 02:08 AM
1) Very sorry to hear of Ralph's losing his house and pets - yikes!
2) SNORK!@ lizard karate
3) (yes, 3!) "Paranoid Piranhas" WBAGNF .... well, not much, really....
4) Hooray for the blog return of the world's only parody-composing duck!
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 31, 2010 at 07:25 AM
Piranhas are wimps. Drop a Piranha in a tank with an Oscar and you get a tank with one well fed Oscar in it. And an easy $20 if you bet on the Oscar. Not that I ever did anything like that in college. Nope. Not me.
Posted by: wiredog | March 31, 2010 at 08:30 AM
Piranhas Ripped My Flesh - a favorite album.
Posted by: Loudmouth | March 31, 2010 at 08:39 AM
Croakers growl. Sort of.
Posted by: bonmot | March 31, 2010 at 10:19 AM
Sorry about the house, Ralph.
A few years ago, we had to evacuate because of a hurricane. I tried to pack as much electronic equipment into the car as I could, then got stuck out of state and had to ship it back to Florida. Very expensive.
That's when I figured that insurance is God's way of protecting us from disaster.
Now, I just take frequent photo documentation of every room in my houses. It would help with insurance claims.
Here's wishing you sympathetic insurance agents.
Posted by: Steve | March 31, 2010 at 11:50 AM
umm.. not to be a tool or any thing, but catfish actually do growl. at least some of them do. i've encountered at least three species that audibly expressed their pissed-offness at me for catching them.
Posted by: mudstuffin | March 31, 2010 at 01:31 PM
I have a problem with the premise for this show. No, it's not the bad acting. No it's not the cheesy dialog. No, it's not the fact that Tiffany has bigger bosoms than when she had her hit back in the 80's. It's the fact that SyFy keeps funding these purposely low-budget, poor visual effects shows. I sure wish they'd stop and make more stuff on the level of Tinman.
Posted by: Schadeboy | March 31, 2010 at 02:28 PM
"Got a croaker in your pocket?" is a Gulf Coast euphemism for flatulence.
Posted by: bonmot | March 31, 2010 at 02:29 PM