Robin Morrison, Elijah Brubaker and guest-host Jeremy Kemp talk about the Kevin Smith movie Tusk. Opinions run the gamut and there are some truly unfortunate sideroads taken. This 2014 film is about a guy who gets turned into a walrus but the craziest thing in the movie is Smith thinking that “Not-See Party” joke was funny enough to repeat more than once.
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I occasionally make short films and play around with whatever toys are available to me. I’m no Orson Welles but I like to keep myself occupied. Recently I had the brilliant idea to enlist willing parties into my attempt to stave off boredom. I figure I have this network of people I’m connected with socially, a social network, if you will. I put the call out on Facebox and Twizzler and I received some cool entries. As I write this I’ve only had a dozen or so entries though and I need a lot more in order to fill the time I want to fill. It takes a lot of footage just to edit into a short thing to throw up on scrootoob. I figure most of us are carrying around cameras all day. It probably won’t be too much of a hassle to shoot something and send it to me, right? Sorry if that’s presumptuous but who knows, maybe it’ll be fun.
This is just for fun. Just an experiment, like every other damned thing I do. I have no idea what the finished product will look like and that’s why I’m excited about it. I imagine it’ll just be a short experimental mishmash but we’ll see, I guess.
Here are the rules
1. The video has to be shot by you or you have to appear in it. You have to own the rights, dig?
B. You have to be cool with whatever I decide to do with it.
That’s it. I mean, I might have some problems with certain file formats or something but I can’t imagine what those problems might be so whatever, do your worst. If I can’t figure out how to convert a file, I won’t use the god damned thing. Easy peezy.
send whatever video you have to Elijahbrubaker@gmail.com
around 30 seconds is great. it keeps the file size low but allows me enough room to edit. I imagine most of the people submitting to this will be people I know but just in case, make sure to include your name if you want to be included in the credits.
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Linda Blair in a roller disco movie.
Elijah Brubaker and Robin Morrison discuss the not-that-good zombie cop movie, Dead Heat. Delight to Robin’s inability to come to terms with mr. Joe Piscopo’s macrocephalic impairment and the always relevant topic of guido-meatballs crushing puss. Piscopo got a head so big he uses a mattress as a pillow. He has a five-head. He goes hat shopping with Rocky Dennis and Mayor McCheese. He doesn’t need an umbrella cuz his clothes always stay dry in a rain storm. Dude has a big damned dome is what we’re saying.
Hey… want to hear Elijah defend bestiality?
Another peculiar bonus episode where Robin Morrison and Elijah Brubaker say some horrible things and hope you are entertained by it. I don’t really want to get into it but if this is your first time listening to the show then whoa… you are in for a treat.
Another rock em, sock em bonus episode featuring a brief discussion of all kinds of dumb things like getting sushi in Iowa and what a god damned, adorable, little saint Robin’s son is. We also talk about some upcoming movies and Russell Crowe’s band.
I usually just draw on whatever scrap paper is lying around but I use the moleskine for the really important ideas.
Hey you. Out of sheer boredom I’m offering you the chance to steer how my podcasting endeavor is going to go. I think I’ll be posting new shit every week. nothing special, only mildly entertaining, short and sweet until I figure out what I’m doing and why I’m doing it. Anyway, if you have something funny, stupid, terrible, filthy etc. to say, please call this number (503) 345-9640 and leave a message. It’s a google voice number, not tied to my real phone and I wont call you back or sell your phone number or anything. This is just for fun, stop being such a god damned paranoid shithead and have a good time for once in your fuckin’ life. Jesus, some people.