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Anna Nicole Just Rolled Over in Her Grave. And Giggled. Then Farted.

Real-Time Review of Illegal Aliens / Dustin Rowles

Film Reviews | May 17, 2007 | Comments (60)


00:35: We open on a shot of the Earth and the narrator, who sounds like Penn Jillette, saying: “Earth. It is a tiny blue sphere in the achy black depths of space. Vulnerable and alone.” We are told that three shape-shifters are sent to Earth to save it from extraterrestrials. The aliens take the shape of three “gorgeous human females. Because really hot chicks have it easy.” Is that a nod to Earth Girls are Easy? There’s no way an Anna Nicole movie could be that smart.

01:23: When they aren’t busy saving the Earth from evil aliens, the three shape-shifters live and work in Los Angeles. “They are Earth’s last line of defense. They are the illegal aliens.” The Charlie’s Angels “parody” begins.

02:44: Very bad Star Wars-type music plays over the credits, as one of the shape shifters (form of … pig) looks to be headed toward Earth, squealing, “Woo hoo — I’m a pig in space.” The special effects look like something I could’ve created with my old TRS-80.

03:36: They’ve landed in New York City, in 1987. In an alley. The first place they go, naturally, is a bar.

05:54: One of the females is Anna Nicole, looking decidedly better than she does today. I’ve never seen either of the other two girls, but I’m guessing adult movie fans might be familiar. The three girls character names are Lucy, Cameron, and Drew — ah ha! The actresses from Charlie’s Angels. Goddamn, that’s genius — Sharon Stone-level genius. Cameron is played by Lenise SorĂ©n, whom you may recall from Nikos or, as it was called in Germany, Violent Shit 4. I’m not even kidding. Drew is played by Gladys Jimenez, possibly familiar to you from “Tremors,” the Sci-Fi television show spun off from the movie. If you know her from that, you have entirely too much time on your hands.

07:00: One of the guys in the bar is going on and on about how hot the girls are, telling them they belong in Hollywood. One thrusts his hips, like he’s about to gang-rape an ottoman. The other runs his hands over Anna Nicole’s chest and says, “Gentlemen prefer blondes.” Anna Nicole bursts into high-pitched laughter. It pierces my eardrums.

07:51: Now they are in Hollywood. The music is familiar porn-synth — funny, I didn’t notice Stewart Copeland scoring this film.

08:20: Oh gawd — it’s so freakin’ meta. The three alien girls are in their Hollywood apartment, watching a television show about Anna Nicole. Oh — it’s the Anna Nicole reality show. And it’s actually the alien that plays Anna Nicole, i.e., Anna Nicole in real life is an alien played by this fictional Anna Nicole from Illegal Aliens. Damn — it’s too much for my head to wrap around. However, it does introduce the first anachronism: They are in 1987. But alien Anna Nicole is playing the real Anna Nicole in her reality show, which was only a few years ago.

09:38: Now it’s three years later, and we’re in NYC. A pink alien inhabits the body of a woman walking the street. She looks like a porn star. After the alien inhabits her, she massages her breasts, which produce a water-sloshing sound. If you put a seashell to your ear, you can hear this woman’s breasts. She’s suddenly … Wait — she looks familiar. Is that the wrestler chick that was on The Surreal Life? Damn — it totally is. Joanie Laurer, otherwise known as Chyna. Her character’s name is Rex.

10:30: Rex walks into the same bar as before and announces that she’s taking charge now. “You’re working for me now,” she says in a weird voice. Tony says, “Did I hear you say, I’m working for you now?” all sarcastically. The entire bar bursts into laughter. Tony apparently can’t figure out how to button his shirt to the top. “Why don’t you go get your nails done,” he says, throwing money at her. She shoots him in the chest. “Now, are there any more questions?” Her voice is something akin to a woman on painkillers, Quaaludes, and Red Bull all at once.

13:30: Her new “business model” involves stealing boxes labeled “top secret” (always the best way to keep things secret) and blowing up random cars.

15:04: Back in Hollywood, Anna Nicole tells her alien roommates, “I’m going to the grocery store. You like my body.” It’s one of the more coherent lines of dialogue thus far.

16:00: The alien’s creator, Syntax, speaks to them through a hologram computer. He’s the movie’s “Charlie.” He says, “Hello girls.” Two of the women say, “Hi Syntax.” Anna Nicole: “Hello Charlie … I mean Syntax.”

16:58: Syntax tells the girls that he’s noticed a lot of suspicious activity … a pattern of theft in which someone is stealing all the necessary components to build a “megagravitron.” He can’t tell the girls who is doing it, but he can tell them where the next crime will take place: The Globex research facility in New York City.

18:05: So, despite the ability to take on the shape of pigs that can fly through space, the girls jump on a commercial airline and travel to NYC. I cannot believe it’s only been 18 minutes so far. If y’all wanna bail now, I’d totally understand. But you will miss the suppositories.

18:51: Brilliant — in order to capture that authentic 1987 feel in NYC, the director has a shot of a period-appropriate taxi cab driving down a Manhattan street. What’s funny, however, is that the cab is driving past modern-era cabs.

19:32: Rex: “Soon. Very soon. I will complete my megagravitron and the world will tremble at my feet. Mwah ha ha ha.” I’m actually starting to hyperventilate a little. One of the guys with her laughs along. “Are you the one building the megagravitron?” she asks. “No.” “Well, you don’t get to laugh,” she says, then shoots him in the stomach.

21:34: I have to admit, I don’t know much about Anna Nicole — I managed to avoid her as much as possible. Here, she’s putting on this ridiculously dumb blonde voice, and honestly, I can’t tell if it’s real or if it’s actually hers. Either way, the girls were conducting the stakeout of Globex, right? Anna Nicole was asleep, and then she wakes up and says to one of the girls, “I had the weirdest dream. You were dating Justin Timberlake.” It’s 1987. I figure Justin was, what, three years old then? She also dreamed that she was Chinese. “And I don’t even like rice.” She then finds a vibrator in the couch. She pets it and says, “Awww. Pretty kitty.” Then uses it as a Q-tip to clean out her ear. Then as a light saber.

22:04: Fucking hell — they have cell phones! It’s 1987.

24:02: Anna Nicole turns on the vibrator. A building explodes. Rex does the mad scientist laugh again (badly), and then eyes her getaway car, calls it a piece of shit, then shoots the guy that she just shot in the stomach. Again. I think it’s going to be the film’s running gag. And speaking of gags, I’ve may have to tickle the back of my brain after this and retch the residue settling between the folds of gray matter.

25:03: Anna Nicole takes the shape of an ’80s Trans-am, so that the other two girls can get in her and chase down Rex. One of the girls is tickling the back seat; the Trans-am laughs.

26:00: High speed chase. Rex: “How about some good old fashioned ROID RAGE.” Cameron: “Pull over now.” Rex flips her car. Anna turns back into herself and then tells the girls, “Get off me.” A footrace ensues.

28:28: Showdown — the girls used to know Rex. They locked her up in prison for life on a planet that’s impossible to spell.

29:45: Oh I hurt. I hurt. A man shows up, gun in tow. “Freeze!” Who is he? An INS Agent, of course, who is in search of illegal aliens “taking our jobs.” Anna Nicole punches him out. In the fracas, Rex flees. She steals a bus. The alien girls steal another bus. Anna Nicole: “Can we go for a ride. Wheeeee! Bumper cars. (crash) Sorrreeeey car.”

There is absolutely no excuse for this movie.

32:45: So, the two buses are chasing one another. And I have no freakin’ idea how it happened, but the INS agent that Anna Nicole knocked out before chasing the Rex bus is now inside Rex’s bus, pointing a gun and screaming at her. “Pull. This. Bus. Over … I have a … speech impediment.” That’s a direct quote, folks.

33:00: The INS Agent is struggling with Rex. For no apparent reason, he yells, “Camel tooooeee.” Rex runs her bus into a U.S. post office, which appears to consist entirely of a large sheet of glass. I suppose it’s all they could afford to smash.

34:00: A train crashes into Rex’s bus. Anna: “Can we go home now?”

34:59: I’m weeping battery acid. Anna has to pee. “To pee, or not to pee. That is the question … I think I’ll pee.” Here we go: Very loud, audible urination for 39 seconds. Then a fart. Seventeen more seconds of peeing. Fart. Sixteen more seconds of urination. A fart to the tune of Dixie. Oh gawd — melodic flatulating. Fart. Fart. Fart. Louder fart. 32 more seconds of bowel movement noises, followed by Anna yelling out, “The toilet’s full. What do I do now?” You’ve finally managed it, Anna Nicole — you’ve actually desecrated your own memory.

38:00: I just have to point this out — a site called Collider.com offers this blurb: “If laughter is the best medicine, then Illegal Aliens might be capable of killing children and small animals.”

38:23: Back in NYC, Rex is using a vice grip to inflict pain on herself. The bones of her hand crunch. “God. It hurts so good! God, I love it! … One of you guys have a cigarette?”

39:02: Syntax is telling the girls that it is important to stop Rex from getting her hands on a Colliding Sinkatron. There’s only one in the world, in the possession of Max Sperling.

40:06: Cameron asks Syntax to look up someone for her: Howie Feltersnatch. Groan, groan, triple groan. [Editor’s note: I can take no more. If there are typos after this point, you’ll just have to deal with them.]

44:05: They go to Sperling’s home. Lucy has the hiccups. Drew tells her, “Try holding your breath, honey.” Oh — I don’t even have the energy to tell you what happens next, but the hiccups don’t go away. So, she screams loudly, “cause I wanted to scare myself.”

46:05: So, they’re looking for Sperling. They’re walking around a barn, which is full of hay and all that stuff barns have in them. Then, they walk into the adjoining room, which is a modern kitchen. In a barn. Oy fucking vey. Well, the kitchen has microwave. Cameron sees it, “Oh my god, there is a fork in the microwave.” They run out. The barn explodes. Did anyone know that you could blow up a barn by sticking a fork in the microwave?

47:14: Syntax notifies the girls that Rex has captured Sperling and they are headed toward the freeway. Cameron and Drew convince Anna Nicole to transform into a helicopter, because it will get rid of her hiccups. Are you hearing me out there? Anna Nicole is morphing into a helicopter to get rid of her hiccups.

49:47: Anna Nicole turns into a military helicopter. She’s shooting rocket missiles at the army van that Rex is driving. The girls save Max, but the Colliding Sinkatron explodes in the fieriest explosion you could imagine created from an MS Paint program.

51:46: All right — I had to take a break there, for a good hour and a half to recuperate. I got some tissue, cleaned off the brain that had leaked from my ear onto my shoulder, and got a few beers. I’m actually midway through my third now. We’ll see if Illegal Aliens improves with alcohol.

52:54: Okay, so the guy that Rex shot twice — once in the stomach, once in the chest — well, Lucy/Helicopter shot him 17 times. Right now, he’s gloating. Fuck it, here’s the scene:

54:24: It’s now the day after I began real-time reviewing Illegal Aliens. The combination of Coors and Anna Nicole was simply too much to deal with in one sitting. So, I’m sober again. Goddamnit, I’m motherfucking sober again. It’s just not fair.

55:03: So, this Max guy is a dildo. Seriously, he looks like the love child of Clark Kent and an actual dildo. The only reason to cast a guy this aesthetically displeasing in a role like this is if his penis is 14 inches and he can mimic the sounds of a jackhammer. I wonder if this suggests that Illegal Aliens is about to go into adult film territory? At the moment, Cameron and Drew are trying to grab his attention; Cameron is working on a car. You put a human dildo and a large-chested, stomach-baring chick in a garage, and a pizza delivery boy is only seconds away, right?

56:42: Max and Cameron are on a date. Cameron is explaining that, on her planet, they don’t eat. They just lie in a pile of organic minerals, excrete slime, and absorb the nutrients. I understand that’s how Ricki Lake lost all that weight.

58:07: Rex just beat Drew over the head with a wrench, while she was working on a car. No pizza delivery boy. Now, Rex is taking the wrench to Syntax. While the set pieces aren’t period appropriate, the special effects certainly are — the destruction of the computer looked like something out of 1987 John Hughes film. Blue lightning, etc. You know those karaoke videos you make at the county fair? Yeah — the special effects are similar.

61:10: Rex also kidnapped Lucy and Max, though that particular scene was apparently deleted — they’re tied up in chairs, though there is no explanation of how they got that way. Now, Anna is breaking character and talking to the director of the movie. The director says, “Cue fart.” Anna’s incredulous response: “Untie me. I’ll do anything for a laugh, but this doesn’t make sense. You didn’t show me getting kidnapped (that explains it!) … was my kidnapping not important? Who do I have to screw to get off this movie.” Max, who is tied to her in the chair, breaks free and raises his hand. Ha. Ha. Fucking ha.

61:53: Take two. This time, Anna farts on command. And laughs. “I farted,” she giggles. “Did you smell it?” I’m never going to make it to the end of this film.

63:00: Rex is now explaining why she needs to create the megagravitron - to drag the moon into the Earth, thereby obliterating both planets (the moon is not a planet, you dumb shit), so that the inhabitants of her planet can move to Earth (but wait? Won’t it be “obliterated?”)

64:48: Rex explains to Anna Nicole that she’s going to force her to morph into the Colliding Sinkatron, so that the Megagravitron will work. She will force them to do this with … I can’t believe I’m about to type this:

Giant mind-control suppositories.

I shit you not.

66:07: OK, now Lucy and Max have been transported to Rex’s evil island, which is disguised as a liquid cheese factory. Max and Lucy walk with a limp. On account of the suppositories, see?

69:09: The megagravitron is working. The moon is moving toward the Earth. Cameron and Drew are working on the Syntax computer, while Syntax is simulating sex noises.

It’s a great day to be alive.

71:01: Syntax is back up. He says, “Shit. I sound like Cary Grant now.” I want to pour scalding hot coffee into the pupils of anyone involved with this film just for mentioning his name in the same film that Anna Nicole took mind-control suppositories.

72:52: Rex has just realized that, if the moon hits the Earth, she’s going to die, too. She’s nonplussed.

74:00: The moon is drifting slowly toward the Earth. Cameron and Drew arrive in a helicopter. Rex is speaking an alien language in a walkie-talkie, which sounds like she’s h0cking a loogey and polishing a knob simultaneously. She’s notified some other aliens to attack Cameron and Drew. The Aliens are … umm … stop-motion clay spiders.

76:13: The INS Agent suddenly arrives and blows up the arachnid aliens. “Take those mother buggers out … let’s go kick some spidey butt … we’re shutting this website down.” I just threw up in my mouth a little just so that I could experience a sensation more pleasurable than watching Illegal Aliens.

79:50: The doofus who has been shot 17 times and claims to be J.C.’s henchman has decided he wants to save the world (Dan — if this guy gets his own movie, maybe you can discuss it in the next Jesus, Etc.). Meanwhile, Drew approaches a security guard; she’s about to punch him out, when he says, “Sorry lady. I’d love to fight you. But it’s the end of my shift.” Looney Tunes humor — actually, that never gets old.

81:23: Max just yelled, “The horror. The horror,” for absolutely no reason. You know what I could use right now? A giant suppository that erases my memory.

83:32: Someone dislodged the mind-control suppository from Anna’s ass. She says, “No one sticks a rocket in my butt.” Now, she’s wailing on Rex. Drew and Cameron, who have come to the rescue in skimpy two-piece outfits, have decided to run. No real reason — they just thought it’d be fun to run. And run. And run.

85:54: Someone stopped the moon from hurtling toward the Earth. Fireworks explode behind the Statue of Liberty. The President declares that he’s considering changing his illegal alien policy.

86:00: Meanwhile, the girls are still beating the shit out of each other; two of the other actors have decided not to wait until the film is over to start the gag reel. Lucy and Cameron throw Rex into the megagravitron. Rex dies in the fiery explosion — while farting. Well, of course. Instead of paying for the explosion, however, the director has spliced in stock footage of actual nuclear explosions.

89:00: The final scene is just too much to … I can’t explain it. It’s … unreal. I’m sorry. You’ll just have to rent it to see it.

And here, just so you know two minutes and 19 seconds of my pain, this is the Illegal Aliens trailer. You can now put faces to the excruciating misery.

Dustin Rowles is the publisher of Pajiba. He lives with his wife in Ithaca, New York. You may email him, or leave a comment below.


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Comments

What?!? Why would you do that? Tell us how terrible it is and then encourage us to rent the movie? That seems irresponsible of you. Are you just so upset you had to watch it you want the rest of us to suffer as well? For shame, Mr. Rowles. For shame!

Posted by: jen at May 17, 2007 10:42 AM

Dustin, I'm nominating you for sainthood.

Posted by: Kolby at May 17, 2007 10:52 AM

Ok, is this movie straight to DVD? Because it's perfect for the Pajiba sticker campaign.

I couldn't help myself. I laughed out loud through the entire fucking review. And through the clips. This is pure genius.

Posted by: nexus 6 at May 17, 2007 11:04 AM

So if this is a "Real-Time Review", how did you know there would be suppositories at the 18 minute mark? Explain yourself Rowles!

Posted by: Matty at May 17, 2007 11:16 AM

I might go to hell for saying this, and yes, I might be an asshole, but I am kinda glad she is gone. I mean, I don't mean to wish death on anyone, and I feel sorry for her family and baby daughter, but no more movies, no more tabloid fodder, no more Entertainment tonight briegs...I think...

...Oh nevermind. You all are just going to hate me more.

Posted by: some guy at May 17, 2007 11:20 AM

"Well, you don't get to laugh," she says, then shoots him in the stomach.

I gotta admit, that's fairly awesome.

But this movie, all in all, sounds a lot less than awesome.

Posted by: Gabs at May 17, 2007 11:28 AM

Dustin, this kind of self-abuse is not healthy. Seriously. The fact that you do it to amuse others is even more disturbing.

See a doctor, please. Before it's too late. You've got your whole life ahead of you. It's time to make the hurting stop. It's time for you to stop damaging yourself... to stop damaging your soul. You can still save yourself.

Ah, fuck that. I need to get my laughs somewhere, right?

Posted by: TK at May 17, 2007 11:34 AM

What in Kali's name possessed you to watch this drekh?

Hmmm ... that may be an answer: you were possessed (apparently by masochistic entities with a high tolerance for silicone-enhanced vapid stupidity).

You don't get paid enough to put up with this kind of abuse. No one gets paid enough to put up with this.

Now excuse me while I go throw up a few dozen times.

Posted by: wenchmaster at May 17, 2007 11:41 AM

I am aware that this is a movie review website. I am aware that you take particular joy in damning horrible movies back into the hell from which they came.

I honestly did not think you would ever review this movie. Wow. Just wow. I'll just sit here in amazement and wonder if it can get any lower than this...even The Naked Mile didn't take two days and multiple beers to review. What could be next for the real-time review?

Posted by: BLA at May 17, 2007 11:50 AM

I no longer fear Hell.

Posted by: Dario Delfino at May 17, 2007 11:55 AM

Oh crap Dustin.....I seriously think you need to put a call in to your doctor to see how much brain matter you forfeited by watching this sludge. But hey, anything for the readers right?

I don't suppose you'd mind doing an RTR of Uwe Boll's "Postal"?

Posted by: Manny at May 17, 2007 12:07 PM

LMAO! What the hell is up with the "Super Strong Rare Earth Magnets" banner below the comments? Is there going to be a new Pajiba Do It Yourself Guide coming up?

Posted by: Manny at May 17, 2007 12:09 PM

This movie sounds awesome. All the tremendous acting and rich plot intricacies of a porno, with none of the hardcore sex! So it's fun for the whole family!

Posted by: litelysalted at May 17, 2007 12:14 PM

"One of the females is Anna Nicole, looking decidedly better than she does today."

I mean, that's without a doubt true, but whoa. That was one fucked up joke.

Posted by: Cheryl at May 17, 2007 12:18 PM

I think that was the most painful experience I've ever gone through.

Posted by: wealhtheow at May 17, 2007 12:19 PM

Masochist!

Posted by: Lex at May 17, 2007 12:23 PM

I think compared to Illegal Aliens anything produced by Uwe Boll would be a veritable joy... I'm not overestimating him am I?

I think the sentence "I just threw up in my mouth a little just so that I could experience a sensation more pleasurable than watching Illegal Aliens." explained more about this movie than anything else I could possibly read. Why do you do this to yourself man?

Unlike Dario I do fear hell, now more than ever, as I have a sneaking suspicion my punishment may involve Illegal Aliens being played on a loop.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at May 17, 2007 12:23 PM

Apparently, whoever came up with this cinematic tour de force was trying to make it so bad it was good. except one key ingredient to those types of film is that those involved take it seriously, no matter how ridiculous it is.

The Aliens are ... umm ... stop-motion clay spiders.

Ray Harryhausen is weeping blood right now.

some guy, you seem too quick to assume you are the only one who feels this way. I have felt relief as well with her passing, and it sounds like Dustin isn't feeling too much pity after this flick.

Posted by: Vermillion at May 17, 2007 12:30 PM

It's a good thing my office is empty right now. I would never be able to explain why I am laughing so hard that tears are streaming down my face and am having a hard time breathing at a review of a movie as shitty as Illegal Aliens. Hell, "shitty" doesn't even begin to describe that movie. Maybe a person with only a brain stem could find that movie to be worth the digital celluloid - but probably not. Dear Lord.

I am seriously amazed at how they even managed to be meta. That type of thing seems aeons smarter than this movie could ever dream of being.

Dustin, you are a trooper. However, like TK said, you must stop doing this to yourself. You have damaged your brain irreparably. I've never seen misspellings or grammatical errors in your reviews before. I submit to you the following exhibits:

Anna Nicole burst into high-pitched laughter. (should be "bursts)

Tony says, "Did I hear you say, I'm working for you know?" (should be "now" not "know")

There, you see? You damaged yourself. You really ought to spread the brain damage around and force the other reviewers to do one or two real-time reviews. Give your poor brain a rest.

Noted and corrected -- also note, I was actually tipsy for a portion of the review, which may explain the unfortunate grammatical mistakes. -- DR

Posted by: stardust savant at May 17, 2007 12:31 PM

Dear Dustin:

You know how I always post to your Real-Time Review columns, and how I express my appreciation for your sacrifice (and wit), and I beg you to do more of them?

Well, I've finally become afraid.

Stop. It is not worth it. I'm afraid for you. Stop.

Posted by: Jerce at May 17, 2007 12:36 PM

"The music is familiar porn-synth -- funny, I didn't notice Stewart Copeland scoring this film."
snicker.

Posted by: Elspeth at May 17, 2007 12:45 PM

"Oh my Gawd you're, like, totally BLACK!!!"

Thank you for the 'Earth Girls are Easy' shout-out. I love that movie more than is allowed in polite society...

Posted by: Claire at May 17, 2007 12:53 PM

you really did this? for us? aww. i'm touched. puzzled, but touched.

Posted by: kb at May 17, 2007 1:06 PM

I think I would have sensed there would be suppositories, too.

Posted by: that bees chick at May 17, 2007 1:08 PM

OK...this is prrof positive that Anna Nicole was 39 years shy of being the child that should have been aborted. Just for giggles methinks i may fly down to the ((wherever she's buried)), dig her up, and start poking new holes in her, now, festering, rotted corpse and piston fuck her with a stolen Oscar statue. That about sums up the level of bile that rises in my throat when I hear about this woman.

**Oscar is a registered trademark of the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences.

Posted by: PissBoy at May 17, 2007 1:39 PM

Well...this should get you out of writing the Pajiba review for Bratz: The Movie. It's coming out in August. I don't think you'll be recovered by then.

Posted by: cerwen at May 17, 2007 1:42 PM

Still sounds funnier than anything on SNL this season.

Posted by: courtney at May 17, 2007 1:59 PM

Worst. Movie. Ever?

Posted by: bartap at May 17, 2007 2:06 PM

I'm actually seriously considering renting it, purely for an MST3K-style drunken lambasting session with my friends. Hell, it made House Of The Dead 2 worth seeing.

Posted by: dillthedevil at May 17, 2007 2:31 PM

MIND CONTROL SUPPOSITORIES . What is this planet coming to?

Posted by: bonnie at May 17, 2007 2:32 PM

bonnie- Your post:

MIND CONTROL SUPPOSITORIES . What is this planet coming to?

appearing just above that stupid Magcraft ad is hilarious. Please tell me you did that on purpose.

Posted by: wenchmaster at May 17, 2007 3:16 PM

It's crap like this that makes me wish ManagerGuy was still alive. How did this movie get made? On "Query Letters I Love" this never would have made it past his circular file. Sigh!

Posted by: BWeaves at May 17, 2007 3:52 PM

If I'd stopped reading after the 'Pigs in Space' joke I might have survived. I love that skit. But, no, I had to keep reading and now my brain doesn't work.

Posted by: Karyn at May 17, 2007 4:13 PM

Shockingly, I think Agent Bedhead was lucky, she got to got out and see "Delta Farce" while you got to see Anna Nicole's final film (Notice I don't use the word art).
Hmm.. Repeated farting or Repeated of the Don't Ask, Don't Tell line. So tempting.

Posted by: Ben at May 17, 2007 4:16 PM

I'd like to nominate Walking Tall: The Payback for the next real time review. It doesn't have The Rock or Johnny Knoxville, but it does have Hercules (aka Kevin Sorbo) so it's gotta be good, right?

And, it can't possibly have mind control suppositories can it?

Posted by: Smello at May 17, 2007 4:31 PM

"There is absolutely no excuse for this movie," you ask Dustin.

There is actually...erm...er...shit hmmnnn let's see...Anna NS wrote the script? They were all on crack? Man u're right there aint.

Posted by: Jean at May 17, 2007 4:53 PM

I find these Real-Time reviews to be hilarious, but even I had to take breaks while reading it to fully grasp that this...is...a...real...movie. My heart goes out to you, Dustin, and I'd tell you to stop, but you clearly have a gift for this. A one-of-a-kind ability to sit through (yes, bartap) the Worst. Movies. Ever.

Thanks for taking one for the team. Again.

Posted by: JKo at May 17, 2007 5:22 PM

I know a movie must be exceptionally bad when I can barely even make it through your review. Why are movies like this made? They're so bad it seems like there has to be a deeper reasoning for them. Somebody lost a bet maybe?

Posted by: katy at May 17, 2007 7:31 PM

This movie might actually be worse than Manos: The Hands of Fate. I never thought I'd see the day.

Dustin. I love your reviews. But please - stop doing this to yourself or I fear one day there will be no more Dustin reviews. Because you will have died.

Don't let them win, Dustin! Stay alive! Do it for us! Do it for yourself! Do it for the future of cinema! THE WORLD IS COUNTING ON YOU, DUSTIN! SAVE YOURSELF!

Posted by: dsbs at May 17, 2007 7:36 PM

Dustin, you should review some of the Sci-Fi Channel's made for TV movies. In real time. It would be a lot less painful.

Posted by: greer at May 17, 2007 7:52 PM

Oh dear god. This has to be the single most-frightening thing I have ever heard of. I can't even imagine the torture you went through for this. You deserve a Purple Heart or something, no man/woman should have to experience something this bad. Actually, screw the medal, you need a large amount of monetary compensation for this.

Posted by: vic at May 17, 2007 9:02 PM

You left out my favorite line from the preview I saw:

Anna: "My poopy hole hurts!"

Posted by: Brianne at May 17, 2007 10:17 PM

Dustin.... Oh, HONEY. No. NO. Never again, dear heart. Never do this to yourself again. I forbid it. Your poor, poor wife. I would send her a nice bundt cake, if I could.

Posted by: HattyBoomBaLatty at May 17, 2007 10:32 PM

okay i almost needed a beer to get through the REVIEW. i cannot fathom how awful this must have been. i couldn't even get through one minute of the clips. you poor, poor self-abusing man.

(i say self-abusing because i cannot have it on my conscience that you watched this piece of excrement for our entertainment- schaedenfreude only goes so far!)

Posted by: SAS at May 17, 2007 10:41 PM

I will not have anyone desecrating the name of Hank Scorpio or the Globex Corporation!

Posted by: M at May 17, 2007 11:30 PM

How dare they desecrate the memory of the Muppets with "Pigs in Space"? Dude. My childhood was just officially killed off. As should these filmmakers be.

Posted by: cinekat at May 18, 2007 7:16 AM

Why can't you do an RTR on a movie that has a chance at being good, or at least looks intriguing. I was watching Pan's Labyrinth last night and there was a preview for Sublime...try that. Or maybe the re-cut of Payback? I mean, i know the potential for humor is more than slightly lessened but i thought all the pajibians out there had something against torture porn. That's essentially what this was...minus the hardcore fucking and all...

Posted by: PissBoy at May 18, 2007 7:48 AM

Somehow I don't think the RTR format would work with a decent movie. The joy of the RTRs for me is the reviewer's insistance 10 minutes in that the movie cannot get any worse... and then the consequent proving wrong of said reviewer. Plus it means that I will never, ever be tempted to watch the movie under any circumstance as I know exactly how bad its going to get. This is a useful function of the RTR.

I can't imagine a decent movie reviewed in real time as working, although please feel free to prove me wrong.

Posted by: Alex the Odd at May 18, 2007 10:52 AM

I gave up at 16:00.

Anna disappoints me, in that she has seemed dead set since her Guess?/Playboy days (when she first popped up on my radar screen) to become and steadfastly remain a caricature of herself. Her porn was a cartoon. Her television show was a cartoon. Her movies were cartoons. Even her death was a cartoon. Her entire life, like an extended and implausibly real episode of "Drawn Together".

It's a shame, really.

Also, Dustin, despite my obvious crush on your brainmeats, I am saddened by the fact that you continue to do RTRs on shit like this and leave films like Sherrybaby completely untouched. WHY? I rented it last weekend and then raced over here to see what you (or anyone else on Pajiba) had thought of it at the time, and... nothing.

Also a shame.

Posted by: juliagulia at May 18, 2007 1:49 PM

"I'm weeping battery acid" That just killed me!
Is it possible there was some kind of "Producers" like scheme involved in the making of this movie?
Claire, I too have great love for Earth Girls are Easy!
Julie Brown's Blonde song is awesome!

Posted by: Trixie at May 18, 2007 3:17 PM

I want to say thanks. But why Dustin? Why?!

Posted by: Gaby at May 18, 2007 5:45 PM

I nominate "Shark Attack 3" for the next real-time review. It's awesome.

Posted by: Joe at May 18, 2007 11:10 PM

Can't stop laughing - your paraphrasing is hysterical and might even be better than the real thing...which I'm going out to rent right away because this? Is pure gold.

Posted by: Sandra at May 18, 2007 11:19 PM

Hey, isn't that logo at the beginning of the trailer a direct rip-off of Westwood Studio's logo?

Posted by: Aaron at May 19, 2007 1:10 PM

You know Dustin, up until now I've really been enjoying the real-time reviews. I absolutely love bad movies. But I think this is the first time one of these didn't make me laugh. This is the first time it was actually painful. God bless you, man. I have no idea how you made it through.

Posted by: Mr. Awesome at May 19, 2007 3:10 PM

You know, I just checked IMDB and the writer for this movie has a rather impressive resume... as a cameraman.

Posted by: Zoey at May 19, 2007 7:46 PM

"The horror. The horror," Is obviously a reference to Heart of Darkness. I mean, they have similar audiences, right?

"Pigs in Space" was one of the shows-within-a-show (within another show?) of The Muppet Show. Add that to the blasphemy of saying Cary Grant's name in this movie, and I volunteer to hunt down the remaining participators in this...thing.

Posted by: Crinn at May 19, 2007 7:57 PM

Oh my god, I laughed out loud through this whole thng. Seriously, the movie is named Violent Shit 4? That is the funniest thing I've ever heard.

But don't do this to yourself anymore Dustin. You're going to get hurt.

Posted by: Camille at May 20, 2007 8:09 AM

I gave up reading at 34:00--not because it was poorly written, but because I couldn't get the images of poor Dustin's head exploding, and I just didn't want to stick around until the end in case his head did, in fact, end up exploding.
Don't go into the light, Dustin!

Posted by: em at May 21, 2007 12:11 PM

What the fucking hell. I'm moving to Canada.

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