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Recline, Cinematic Fanatics, in your favorite well-worn, stale chair, rustle up some popcorn, fresh as fstars, the antithesisto that stale a** chair, I just mentioned, zoom in and zone out as we unwind the daily grind with a slick f****** flick pick.
JAWS is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! When Slick Flick Pick is near, swim only in clothes, rarely alone and never right at daybreak and stick around, till, paddling Falsetto Prophet's and Seafoam Mean Red Devil's voice,you hear. Lights... camera...action... lends distraction and, with the right Slick Flick Pick, grants satisfaction.
We are your worthwhile cinephiles; you're our cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this bloody chum slick, filet-o-big, smart, fast fish flick amity means friendship, taking a bloody salt water sipand abandoned ship pick!
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of reality… We offer you: Pick 71: Slick Flick Pick: Maritime Mealtime--Dropped Shark Tooth, Submerged Truth and an Oceanic Sleuth (Amity Means Abandon Ship); (Jaws, 1975).
Today, we discuss--the overestimation of your own trio's seafaring abilities when you inexplicably destroy the boat's radio when you are but a mile from shore, the wise decision of the screenplay writers and director to make Mrs. Brody asweet, sensible woman and not, as illustrated in the novel, a whore, the ridiculous first meal Brody has with Hooper: two wines, an around the table trio of discourse and for dessert: cutting open the belly of a Louisiana shark, why it is unwise to skinny dip or chunky dive into the sea at dark, when yourmother says no to 10 more minutes in the water, you would do well to heed her restriction and if a man draws, in chalk, a makeshift shark with the little Kintner boy inside its mouth perhaps you should find a freelance shark hunter instead of Quint.
-Your worthwhile cinephile: I may cry wolf in a sheep onesie, but I'll never cry shark Falsetto Prophet and hiding from thiskilling machine seeking to feed in seaweed Blood Red Ocean Water Devil
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.
Recline, Cinematic Fanatics, in your favorite well-worn, stale chair, rustle up some popcorn, fresh as fstars, the antithesisto that stale a** chair, I just mentioned, zoom in and zone out as we unwind the daily grind with a slick f****** flick pick.
JAWS is the flick, so very slick, hence our fstars pick! When Slick Flick Pick is near, swim only in clothes, rarely alone and never right at daybreak and stick around, till, paddling Falsetto Prophet's and Seafoam Mean Red Devil's voice,you hear. Lights... camera...action... lends distraction and, with the right Slick Flick Pick, grants satisfaction.
We are your worthwhile cinephiles; you're our cinematic fanatics; together, we, excitement unlock and run down the real world's unimaginative fstars clock while feasting our eyes on this bloody chum slick, filet-o-big, smart, fast fish flick amity means friendship, taking a bloody salt water sipand abandoned ship pick!
Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of reality… We offer you: Pick 71: Slick Flick Pick: Maritime Mealtime--Dropped Shark Tooth, Submerged Truth and an Oceanic Sleuth (Amity Means Abandon Ship); (Jaws, 1975).
Today, we discuss--the overestimation of your own trio's seafaring abilities when you inexplicably destroy the boat's radio when you are but a mile from shore, the wise decision of the screenplay writers and director to make Mrs. Brody asweet, sensible woman and not, as illustrated in the novel, a whore, the ridiculous first meal Brody has with Hooper: two wines, an around the table trio of discourse and for dessert: cutting open the belly of a Louisiana shark, why it is unwise to skinny dip or chunky dive into the sea at dark, when yourmother says no to 10 more minutes in the water, you would do well to heed her restriction and if a man draws, in chalk, a makeshift shark with the little Kintner boy inside its mouth perhaps you should find a freelance shark hunter instead of Quint.
-Your worthwhile cinephile: I may cry wolf in a sheep onesie, but I'll never cry shark Falsetto Prophet and hiding from thiskilling machine seeking to feed in seaweed Blood Red Ocean Water Devil
P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.