So. The Gimps all went to see Army Of Darkness (which kicked ass) at The Garland theatre midnight movie the other weekend. We sit down just as the movie starts, and people start to cheer as Bruce Cambell announces, "My name is Ash, and I am a slave." Then the movie goes on for a few minutes and the classic "Well Hello Mr. Fancy Pants" line comes up, and something like 20 of these assholes in the theatre bumble through, trying to match the line, while making their voices heard over the other morons who choose to let you know they have seen the movie enough to know what comes next. Normally, one would let this pass, but not 3 minutes later, yet again, the "boomstick" speech comes up and is totally slaughtered by every person who chose to step up to the brilliance of it. This cannot slide. Not for this movie. Line after line is butchered and nearly ruined as the movie goes on and this fat fuck in front of us tries to get himself laid by commenting on how well he qouted the previous line to this girl next to him. I'm assuming that it did not work, for as the movie proceeded on, the quoters realized how little they were admired for their minimal script knowledge, as Nick, The Kid and Mr. Sam pointed out and scolded each of their short comings. Some may see this as harsh or mean, well.....screw you. The rest of the movie rocked as the "cool guys" chose to shut up and let the rest of us see the movie. Army Of Darkness shouldn't be touched with a ten foot pole while it rolls, leave the quotes for afterward. Mindless droning...check.
~Lando~