I initially wanted to call the blog "Indoor Bullstuff" (a Joe Bob Briggs reference; look it up folks), but another blog already had that URL ("Thrivin' at the Drive-In"), so I settled on "Movie Bullstuff". I soon changed it to "Cinema Gonzo", which I thought was more appropriate, as I wasn't just reviewing B-movies. It's also a tribute to a personal hero of mine, Hunter S. Thompson.
Well, after almost 40,000 page views and 160 odd posts, I'm still sane and alive, and will continue to word spew despite the governing laws of logic and taste. Expect many more reviews of 80's trash (spilling over into the early 90's) and slasher films (my forte, I guess), along with reviews of more "normal" movies (whatever tickles my fancy across the great cinematic spectrum). It's sort of a 50/50 split, art and trash, blah blah.
For the record, I've had a picture of Suzy Putterman from Terror Vision (played by the esteemed Diane Franklin) on this blog in some form or another since day one. I'd like to think of her as the official mascot around these parts, an effervescent valley girl that incorporates the musical aesthetics of the day (whether new wave, punk, or metal) into a glorious cacophony of color and form that sends a laser shot directly into the crotch. If you could enter into my noggin, it would all make perfect sense. Also, she fucking rocks.
Happy anniversary. *Cues booze and cake*
ReplyDeleteHappy anniversary Thomas! Keep talking trash, man, I love this stuff.
ReplyDeleteCongrats on being a year old. I liked you the moment you left that comment on my blog referring to Pia Zadora's space mod scrunchie in Voyage of the Rock Aliens.
ReplyDeleteI read somewhere that Cafe Flesh was Hunter S. Thompson's favourite movie.
Long live Suzy Putterman! May her crotch-destroying laser beams burn brightly 'til the end of time.
@Scarina
ReplyDeleteThanks! Also, if you have enough booze, you don't need any cake P
@John
Thanks a lot. I do my best in the trash talk department, but one day I wish to ascend to the heights of Woody Harrelson in WHITE MEN CAN'T JUMP: "CLANK! BRICK! Why don't we gather up all these bricks and build a shelter for the homeless, so your mother will have someplace to live...and your sister too. I want your mother and your sister out of my house immediately."
@Yum
ahhhhh...thanks. I is got blushies.
It's called fucking TASTE. I'm sure Hunter's fave movie would've been DR. CALIGARI if he had ever scene it.