OK, so after Invisible Invaders we watched a really obscure Italian film called The Machine (or Camera) that Kills Bad People, which is kind of a more light-hearted precursor to Death Note. Then it was Sandy’s shorts (Mason and I had a horrible short but decided to hold it for when we had a larger crowd again), and then Chad held a second quiz, on Dracula, Jack the Ripper and Sherlock Holmes.
The day before at lunch Mary I and had in fact been talking Holmes, as we often do, and name dropped Holmes stage actor William Gillette. Chad mentioned this after the quiz, and I asked if he was annoyed when we did so. He said yes, which didn’t surprise me, because I would have been too. Anyway, I won that quiz slightly more handily than the day’s before, and took home a super-nifty El Santo figure, which now sits on my computer hard drive with my Blacula bobble head, small Grey Hulk figure, the Octoman figure I won a year or two ago after a quiz, and the beloved Yui Hirasawa figure Jeff gave me for Christmas.
After the quiz we went out to dinner (Italian), then came back and picked between an Al Adamson or H.G. Lewis movie, since Sandy owns both their mega-sets. We went with Adamson and I bent arms and we watched Nurse Sherri, which I knew was supposedly an Exorcist knock-off. It starts off as a nurse sex film (probably literally, knowing how Adamson worked), with one weird shot where you can see EVERYTHING Nurse Sherri has, and then kind of becomes a possession film. I don’t remember such about it, but it wasn’t really horrible.
The one accessible Neil Breen movie was Twisted Pair, where he plays superpowered twins (!). We had to buy a digital copy off Amazon. We chipped in so Sandy wouldn’t have to purchase it. In fact, he made five bucks off the deal. Watching the crowd of hardcore bad movie buffs laugh gaspingly in amazement for a good half hour at their first exposure to Breen was fantastic.
Finally, we ended the day with Tammy and the T-Rex, which recently became widely available after decades via a Blu Ray release. We watch the gory cut, which was weird because the rest of the movie plays like a Disney Channel teen movie. The young leads were Denise Richards, who, uh, was very pretty, and Paul Walker, so kudos for the casting director. Nice to cross this one off the list, anyway.
