My Russian is a little rusty, but that shouldn’t matter too much. After all, everything in Russia is rusty anyway. They launch brand new nuclear submarines that are leaking oil like a 1985 Chevy Citation. I’m pretty sure they install the rust as original equipment along with all the other features of their mechanical contrivances. Then again, they set up bleachers to watch people play chess, so I’m not about to call them dumb.
I’m never sure whether I want my camp entertainment to be intentionally camp or not. There’s an adolescent fun in discovering absurd entertainment that’s made by people who are dead serious about what they’re doing. Serious sauce makes absurdity tastier.
Free Advice: Don’t try to win an Oscar for an adventure picture the same year that Lawrence of Arabia gets made. Don’t try to make any money, either.
So you get Marlon Brando to annoy Captain Bligh for you while he tries to decide what kind of accent a British person has. That’s supposed to put butts in the seats. But it didn’t. They made a real, live Bounty for the movie, and sailed it all over the Pacific, but even that didn’t help. Brando got a hot looking wife out of the deal, and bought an island or two, but everyone else took a saltwater bath on the deal.
Those boys are rollin, I tell you what.
They’re on the wrong side of the road, which is the right side of the road in New Zealand. There really is no right side of the road when you’re standing on a cutting board with a couple of roller skates screwed to the bottom of it. The most interesting thing about the video is that there’s a bunch of guys doing it at the same time. Therein lies a point