watched it with the smallfry, and while he lost interest fairly quickly, i found it to be okeydokey. maybe it’s simply because i really would like to have a fish that walked about in a helmet?

hooray for evan dorkin!

…not worth it, sadly.

…but it was a good time. smart, goofy, campy—people have forgotten how to make a fun scare, haven’t they? thanks, mr. craven.

argh. just argh.

find yourself trapped on an airplane, with only this movie to watch? well, if that’s the case—just go to sleep. it’ll be time better spent, i promise.

after much weeding and despair, i am, once again, knee deep in my little town’s daily grind.

arowana, piranha & dorado? pfah!! i’ve caught the lot of you!!

oh, finned ones, rising out of the water so gracefully—you taunt me!! i cannot catch any of you! i shake my fishing pole in your general direction!

the tarantula gives me nightmares.

i hate that i enjoyed this movie so much. it is, indeed, fun and flirty.

gah. did i just say that? gah.

…and darned entertaining.

because it’s goddamn amazing, and basquiat was a genius. plus, when i saw it as a kid, it totally blew me away. who knew there were worlds like these to explore? who knew??!

absolutely effing lovely.