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Sunday, May 19, 2013 from 8:00 PM to 10:30 PM
On the other hand, "Octopussy" totally refers to a penis? What else could it be?
Eight-sided wackiness ensues.
Hosts: Sherilyn Connelly, Mikl-Em, Maura Sipila, and other sephalopod.
In the tradition of Mystery Science Theater 3000,
except you can't tell which ones are the robots.
— David Manning
Cinema is our culture's dominant art form.
It holds up a mirror to who we are.
It reflects our society, our dreams, our hopes, our fears.
Our films are how future generations are going to judge us.
Unfortunately, most of them suck.
Seriously, though—ever notice how you can't walk down the street or open a magazine or stand in line at a store or simply exist without ads for some dumbass multi-zillion dollar movie about a talking kangaroo being shoved down your throat?
And then they expect you to pay fifteen dollars to see it in some googolplex, and after sitting through a half hour of commercials? Or watch it on DVD and have to sit through even more commercials and anti-piracy ads that you can't skip past? Doesn't it all just piss you off?
If so—or if you just like to have a good time—then Bad Movie Night is for you.
Laugh with the hosts riffing on the movie. Yell your own comments. Try to figure out what the hell "Skull Films!" means. Help yourself to the free popcorn. Enjoy the non-alcoholic beverage of your choice purchased from the store across the street. Don't worry if the guy behind the counter glares at you. He does that to everyone.
Best of all, only pay six measly bucks (and ninety-nine measly cents).