If you've read any of my stuff before, it is apparent that I have no taste or discrimination at all when it comes to media. Hell, I'll watch just about anything. And if that thing is Halloween-themed, I'll watch it even quicker. So after going home sick today I popped in my latest Netflix treat, "Paul Lynde's Halloween Special." I figured the cold medicine would enhance it.
Now, I knew going in that it wasn't going to be good. But I figured that it couldn't be that bad.
Holy crap, was I wrong.
Bad musical numbers and jokes you can see coming from a mile away make you wonder, "Was this for kids?" "Slow people?"
I suppose it can be instructional in showing the kids today how shitty TV could be back in the '70s, and Kiss does a couple songs, but other than that, stay far, far away.
You'd really think Paul Lynde would be much more discriminating in his choices of roles.
In happier media news, I finally got volume 5 of the 42nd Street Forever exploitation film trailer DVDs. Man, I could watch those things constantly. The best thing about this volume is the crazy juxtapositions between cheap-ass kid shows like "Pinocchio's Birthday Party" up next to the barbarians and boobs epic "Sorcerers" next to kung fu and science fiction trailers.
You should totally get that from Netflix. Hell, you should actually pay for it. Just stay far, far away from Paul Lynde.