This blog post had to happen.

Netflix's recommendations are a mixed bag. Sometimes they recommend categories that are so right ("Romantic Comedies Starring Goldie Hawn" is specific, but very sculpted to my personal interests!), and sometimes they just do not get me. I mean, no, the fact that I like The Devil and Daniel Johnston does not mean that I will watch a documentary on Anorexia. And I definitely don't want to see Did You Hear About the Morgans. But recently, for the first time, Netflix recommended a movie I'd never even heard of but knew I would love. This trailer pretty much describes the plot, whether or not you should see it, and how necessary the movie is.

After I watched this, I had no choice but to make it number one on my queue. I mean, if Ice-T says I must see it, who am I to disagree? I don't know if this movie had to happen...it certainly wasn't well made, and doesn't seem to be particularly passionate. I'm so glad I saw it, though. For one thing, the rapping was terrible. It's all very "Rippity rap rap rap raptastic!" Also, the lead actor is Mario Van Peebles, who is in charge of having the least raptastic name ever as well as not doing any actual rapping, because he was overdubbed by Ice-T (according to IMDB). Ice-T is uncredited in the film and only shows up for one transplendent scene, wherein he prances about stage like a young Mick Jagger. The song "Snack Attack," which I can't find anywhere, makes the movie worth it. I don't want to ruin anything for you, but I'll just say this: someone stuffs their face with cake while everyone raps in some sort of food distribution warehouse.
This doesn't exactly fall under our Dance Movie project (because, after all, it isn't called Dancin'), but it kind of does because there was a significant amount of dancing in this movie. Worth watching!

Here you go.

Even though this blog has fallen into a state of disrepair this summer (example: we used to have two followers and now we only have one. Our readership has decreased by 50% just because of a lack of Alex/any posts at all!), sometimes I see things I just need to post immediately. This Tumblr about Rosanne fashion is one of those things. Yer welcome. Everytime I get upset about what the internet is doing to our lives, something like this comes along and reminds me why it's so important.

Something That Used to Scare Me

If you know me even a little, then you know I have a long, long list of fears, neuroses and anxieties. It's a little comforting to know that even as a child I was irrationally fearful. Take, for example, the one thing that scared me most as a kid (besides tornadoes, fires, rollercoasters and bicycles, that is): the intro to You Can't Do That on Television.

As an adult, I can look at that rationally and see it for what it is: an unashamed Monty Python rip off. But even now just seeing that gives me the nervous jitters. It's a combination of the sickly, washed-out color scheme, the unsettling noises, and the speed of everything. Sometimes at night I would lie awake, just thinking of that guy's terrible face cracking up (I wish I was kidding). When this came on TV, I would run out of the room and go hide in my parents' room behind their bed. Whatever, this is terrifying. Shut your mouth.