So finally, Basement Fest 2022, the second edition of our B-Fest replacement (probably a stand alone next year, though), began. Many of the Jabootu crew were there: our hosts Paul (who actually sprung the old Ken’s World of Awful Movies site on me back in prehistoric times, and thus led directly to Jabootu) and Holly, my old high school friend Jeff from Arizona, Galaxy Jane and Mr Galaxy Jane, Chad and the Rev, and Kirk and Patty from Houston.
Paul and Holly, no offense, but they’ve always been poseurs to some extent. More people who knew people who watched bad movies than bad movie watchers themselves. For whatever reason, though, like Julie and Tim the previous weekend, these bitter old married couples decided to make the rest of us pay. So Holly started things off with a nigh-unbearable “comedy” called Karate Dog–without much karate, because they didn’t have enough budget for the bad CGI. Chevy Chase (!) voiced the dog, and the villain–and he was if nothing else enjoying himself–was Jon Voigt. Horrible movie.
Then the monster stuff started. The Rev showed Kaiju Mono, basically a much shorter (and hence much better) version of a movie called Big Man Japan that we watched at T-Fest many, many moons ago. Certainly a respite after Karate Dog.
