In which I admit to my Achilles Heel

I was looking for one of my favorite webisodes, Mr. Deity, when I stumbled across this at crackle.com. It's kind of bizarre how they've chopped up a 40 minute show and made it six minutes long, but I guess that way they don't have to pay Pam Anderson royalties or something.

I used to watch this show a lot. I actually miss it now that it's no longer in syndication. I must admit that this does not seem like the show I would be interested in, i.e. the women, but part of it was nostalgia for me. It was a lot like Charlie's Angels with its dopey plots and beautiful women with guns who can kick a lot of butt. It also has a nostalgic factor because it has the hot Asian guy from 21 Jump Street.

Also, sometimes I just want a little mindless violence, like this show, the A-Team, or college football. It's my version of the perfect Thanksgiving.

tonight's movie

Death Proof finally came in Netflix. After being notified of "Long Wait" then "Short Wait" in the queue, it finally came.

In my opinion, this is the superior of the Grindhouse features. I don't know why I like this movie so much, but I really do. It's a whopping 113 minutes with the "missing reels" that were cut from the theatrical release.

The movie could be described as very Freudian. A man using his car to kill women, so on and so forth, but the twist is that the latest group of women he stalks fights back. I don't want to give away too much. Suffice it to say that it's a much bigger head trip than Planet Terror because it's much more plausible. There are no machine gun legs or zombies, so it is much more up my alley.

My one complaint is that I miss both movies together in the theater. I was sincerely hoping for another look at the Werewolf Women of the SS trailer.