WAKEY WAKEY YOU FAT FUCKS!!! On this week of The Worst Movie Ever Made, Chris and Rob have trouble breaking down a couple of things in 1993’s “Hard Target.” Firstly, the dialogue makes them cringe, but seconds later they admit that some of it is pretty damn quotable. Secondly, the explosions that looked great were disproportionately out of context in regard to size and damage. Like, if you shoot a pint of gasoline with a gun, is it really able to level an entire warehouse? So much to unpack here as our hosts dive into the minutia, the drama, the romance, and the $217 that made the entire plot possible. You read that correctly. The billiard ball break that leads to the 8-ball-side-pocket victory is just that... $217. Flammable mullet grease trench coat transference! Backwoods whiskey stills! Jean Claude Van Damsels in distress! The death of Ermest P. Worrell in the ASSCHEEK ARENA (TM)! And much, MUCH, more... So put on your trench coat, eat some spicy Nawleans gumbo, pound a black coffee, and saddle up with your arrows and quivers or this week's episode of The Worst Movie Ever Made! 

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