Yesterday I watched Teenage Caveman. This movie was prefaced by two short films, Aquatic Wizards about a training camp for synchronized water skiing that wasn’t really funny, and Catching Trouble an absolutely hilarious short film about a guy that catches wildlife in the Florida Everglades.
In fact, watch it right now:
That was the highlight of my evening. Well, that and the skit they did directly after the short, about catching the great white hunter.
Anyway, back to the review. Teenage Caveman was not what I was expecting from the title. Yes, it was about cavemen, but the main character looked older. Searching around the Internet tells me he was 23 in the release year of the movie. He questions the laws and traditions the cavemen live by, and their fear of the unknown just on the other side of the river. He gets into a lot of trouble, and his father loses his status in their caveman society because of it. When he confronts the “beast that kills with a touch”, he finds that the creature is actually a man in an old radiation suit. They find a book on him with pictures of what society used to be like. Apparently we have all destroyed ourselves and society went Neanderthal on us. At least those that survived.
I rate this movie 42 empty seats, one for each time the bad leader dude said something was evil. You can feel free to correct that number…if you dare!
The other day I watched Mighty Jack. I haven’t reviewed it until now because it was so abysmally bad I hesitate to even admit watching it. This Japanese movie was made by splicing scenes from an older Japanese TV show together in a completely incoherent manner. I could barely follow the plot, and most of the time didn’t know who was coming or going or even what side they were on.
The best part of this movie was after it was already over. Joel sang a song called Slot the Plot Down to the tune of Blow the Man Down, it elicited more laughs than the entire movie.
Saying this movie was haphazard would be too kind a compliment, and even Joel and the ‘Bots had a tough time making itwatchable. I rate this movie 6+ billion empty seats, one for each person on this planet that shouldn’t see this movie.
I still don’t even know who Mighty Jack was…
Today I (with the help of my father) picked up 200 feet of R-19 insulation and four sheets of 15/32″ 4×8 plywood. The insulation is for the rooms I’m finishing, to keep the sound from upstairs traveling down through the floor. The plywood is for the ceiling in the library—since I’m hanging brass tile from the ceiling it needs a solid backing, which means no gypsum.
Oh yeah, and I left work early to play 18 holes of golf. With two cow-orkers, Luke and Brian. It was a very nice day, and my golf game sucks. But still, a bad day at golf beats any day in the office…