Tuesday, 22 November 2011

a REAL movie marathon...

At 3pm on Saturday, I signed myself up for 24 hours of non-stop movie-watching. The annual Fatso 24 Hour Movie Marathon is in its 12th year and as a movie marathon virgin, I had no idea what to expect. Sure, I'd been warned about some batshit crazy films that I would never had heard of (or ever would have if it wasn't for said event) but just how crazy, I had not a clue!

We turned up super early to make sure we booked ourselves a sweet spot in the queue for a sweet spot in la cinema. But turned out to be a rather miniature queue of diehard fans ready to roll in with their beanbags. Definitely a crowd full of the not-so-normal, which actually made me feel a bit inferior... but knowing I had my fluffy blanket and dressing gown rolled up in my bag made me think I just might fit in, when the already-wearing-dressing-gown folks started to appear on the streets of Avondale.

So just before 3, in we went into the quirky Hollywood Cinema  and nabbed a prime spot right at the front of the second level, laid out our supplies and waited with baited breath for what would be the opening film. I was most excited about seeing Attack the Block, mostly for being the only film actually announced prior to the day... praying that it wouldn't be screened at some ungodly hour! But it came on at film #3 luckily, and it was brilliant! Alien invasion of a rough-looking South London apartment block run by a gang of pot-smoking teens. Plenty of action, a bit of gore, and some freakin' scary alien gorilla wolf motherfuckers!


I think the absolute highlight of the whole event was none other than The Eliminators. Hot scientist, mad scientist, "mandroid", neanderthals, river guide with a shitty boat, and a ninja basically sums it up. Oh and a butch lesbian. Gotta be seen to be believed, and even then, you'll be wearing that confused look of "really? that was all one movie? REALLY?" - it will basically change your life.

tracking down a copy as we speak...

Then there was about 8 films worth of haziness where you're never sure if you dreamt it or saw it, or most likely a combination of the two. Off the top of my head, there were giants, vampires, werewolves, satan, a sailing boat, lots of screaming, some rape, and people getting fed dog stew. I felt a bit fucked up by around 4am. Then sometime before lunch (I think?) came the Miami Connection. Best piece of worst acting and scriptwriting of ALL TIME. Basic premise is, boyband does battle with ninja gang because nerdiest boyband member is dating the sister of a scary dude associated with the ninja gang. There's some drugs in there somewhere also. An absolute must-see to really understand the gravity of the amazingly crappy shitness of everything that is the Miami Connection.


And finally, the closing film, Re-Animator. Much loved frankenstein-esque gore-fest that gets borderline old man creepy. But a good closer nonetheless.

Finally saw the sunlight and burnt our corneas well and truly before driving home to a much needed shower and induced coma. Guess that's one way to spend a weekend. 

Thank you Ant Timpson!

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