Cinemassacre Monster Madness 2010

So... here I am... again.

This year... like the year before, and the year before of that, James Rolfe came to bring us another Monster Madnes.

Now the theme is a camp cult where we can find 31 reviews of some of the funniest, craziest, stupidest and crappiest movies ever made.

I'm a huge fan of Rolfe and his work, that's why I put the 31 reviews and the intro... the same that you can find in cinemassacre.com

I really recommend you to see all the videos, you're gonna have fun and learn about movies.

Here we go.

CINEMASSACRE 2010 PROMO

THE PHANTOM CREEPS (1939)

RETURN OF THE VAMPIRE (1944)

ROBOT MONSTER (1953

THE CYCLOPS (1957)

FROM HELL IT CAME (1957)

FIEND WITHOUT A FACE (1958)

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FRANKENSTEIN 1970 (1958)

THE SCREAMING SKULL (1958)

THE TERROR (1963)

WAR OF THE GARGANTUAS (1966)

DRACULA VS FRANKENSTEIN (1969 - 1972)

LEGEND OF THE 7 GOLDEN VAMPIRES (1974)

INFRA-MAN (1975)

EXORCIST 2 (1977)

THE MANITOU (1978)

LASERBLAST (1978)

NIGHT OF THE DEMON (1980)

MYSTICS IN BALI (1981)

FRIGHT NIGHT (1985)

TRANSYLVANIA 6-5000 (1985)

CRITTERS (1986)

MONSTER IN THE CLOSET (1986)

TROLL TRILOGY

BRAIN DAMAGE (1988)

MONKEY SHINES (1988)

TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE 3 (1990)

ERNEST SCARED STUPID (1991)

ROBOT WARS (1993)- ROBO WARRIORS (1996)

EVIL ED (1995)

REPTILIAN (1999)

LOST SKELETON OF CADAVRA (2001)

And That's it. Enjoy

PIZZA AND COKE

I just spent a beautiful afternoon with my girlfriend. We watched movies and had a great time. I love her.

Pizza, coke, movies and love... Is there any better than this?

The first movie was UP, I don't have to talk about it, this is a well known movie and it's awesome. One of my favorites.

The second was 9.99. This movie is about the small things that make your life better or worse. It's about opportunities, second chances and the real meaning of life.

SOMETIMES

So, there's a lot of people in this fucking world... I hate most of them.

Nah, I'm kidding... actually I don't care about them.

There's a few people I do care. I try to respect the way they are... sometimes I can, sometimes I can't... but that's the way they are and I love them, I don't wanna chage them. Sometimes I tell them what I don't like, sometimes in a good way... not always.

... Then something happens that grind my gears.

I hate when people treat me like stupid or retarded, I hate when they try to make a dupe out of me, I can't stand it...

... at the end, I can't help reading between the lines:

I don't want you to change, but please, stop being the way you are...

...

100 YEARS

UNAM celebrates 100 years as The National University of México...

Today is a day of celebration and pride for all those who study and studied in one of the many classrooms that the Universidad Nacional Autónoma of México provides for the delivery of knowledge.

I owe too much to UNAM. There I meet those are my best friends today. In it I fell in love and met disappointment, In it's classrooms learned that knowledge is not always what the teachers have, but what the students share...

It is common to hear or read from those who are important what they achieved thanks to what the UNAM gave them, but I'm writting from the other side of the coin (kind of)... Because I'm not the kind of person that people tend to follow. I'm not successful or a big contributor to culture or science... you could say I'm one of those at the bottom, one of the commons, with the difference that I'm far from the common.

UNAM has meant more than knowledge and great achievements... for me UNAM means losses, pain, sadness, disappoinment and bad memories. However, I found that the university has been one of the best experiences of my life.

I'm still part of the student enrollment of the university. I've swallowed the pain of knowing myself fitter than many colleagues who are already out of school, but I'm still here and I have to deal with it... this is only part of the things I've learned...

Being a student of the UNAM is like belonging to a secret lodge, many want to imitate but they will never be like the original... few are the chosen...

Thanks UNAM.

RUNNING

yesterday I went for a run...

Tezozomoc Park. It's a nice place actually.

I can't believe how many people run in the morning... it was awesome.

I used to run alone... at night. It's a different experience...

Instead of speaking of it I'd rather show you some pics.

I have to be honest... I died at the second lap, I felt terrible... but it just made me wanna beat my time... and after that, beat the time of my girlfriend's mom... she's in great shape. Actually I took a picture of her running away from me... I guess I couldn't live with impunity after everything I've eaten... hahaha

This is just the beginning...

(Thanks babe).

I'M FUCKING PISSED

What's wrong with you people?

I mean, WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM... stupid scumbag people...

A few minutes ago my brother was assaulted, right here, in front of my house. He was oppening the door of the car when some rude-fucking-asshole-fat bastard took him from behind and assaulted him... I'm pissed, I'm very pissed and I don't know what to do...

I can't belive that these things are happening just after the day that is supposed to be a reminder for the unity of this (I was going to say fucking... but no) country called México.

I love the place... just hate some peolple... a lot, actually. I could say hurray for México but I can't say the same for the people, sadly México is the people and the people is México... so, I assume I can't say hurray anyway.

Things can't be this way...

There's gonna be a time when people are going to take the justice in their hands (again... like in the old good days).

Suddenly this movie came to my mind and I think, I really think this could happen very soon here in my beloved country...

or maybe this

Some people say that you can't kill the monster without becoming the monster... but sometimes you have to fight fire with fire... if you know what I mean.

Someday this is going to happen... and don't say I didn't tell you.

MOST OF THE TIME I'M SCARED

Most of the time I'm scared, scared of not being good enough, at what?, at everything.

Most of the people I know think that I'm strong enough to face anything... my family, some friends, people on the street... The fact is that they only see what I let them see about me. There's a few people who really knows how I am... I can count them with my fingers.

I quit my job last week.

I still remember my first day at the office. Everybody saw me like a weirdo or something like that... they didn't know what the hell I was going to do... actually, I didn't know either.

Little by little, I showed my skills. My partners thought that I was good... very good actually*.

The fact is that every single day that I was there I worked in fear... the fear of committing a mistake and doesn't know how to solve it. Of course I never let the others know about this.

I quit, first of all, because I was working on three or four different things at the same time for the price of one... **

Second, because of the money... the were paying me a riddiculous amount of money...

I worked hard... I did my best and my partners thought that I was the best... the truth is that I was always afraid that my mask fell off and they notice that I'm nothing but a liar, a cheater... That I'm not what they saw.

That's what I'm afraid of... Not being as good as everybody thinks I am... not being as good as I should be...

Now I wanna finish my last moan in this blog with this quote from the Rockbiter:

"They look like big, good, strong hands, dont they? I always thought that's what they were. (...) I couldn't hold on to them. The nothing pulled them right out off my hands. I failed."***

*Indeed, they weren't very smart...

** I worked with the accounting department, I worked as technical support, I worked as translator and English Consultant, I took care of the importations and also I had to help pack candy... yes, candy... oh, and many times I was the delivery boy... all for the same salary.

*** Rockbiter, The Never Ending Story