Greetings Faux Poets,

Today, Rare Eagle and I break down just about every conceivable concept, societal strain and we still have time to paint the podcast with hilarity, frivolity and profundity.

Remember: "It is only in the vast, black darkyou just might glean a spark and use that illumination to add elation to the bleak, the dim, the stark."

Faux Poe and Rare Eagle OUT!

**All I Am by Dyalla is the song playing for introand outro purposes.

F.C.F.U. (Fact-Check Follow Up) The painting I referenced is "Tiger on the Watch" (also known as Tigre à l'affût or Tigre dans le désert) by the French artist Jean-Léon Gérôme.

Painted around 1888, the artwork depicts a large tiger perched on a sandy ridge, looking down at a formation of soldiers marching across a vast, arid valley or desert plainbelow. The painting is notable for contrasting the wild, untamed ferocity of the tiger with the rigid, calculated discipline of the marching soldiers, creating a sense of tension regarding whether the two forces will collide.

The painting is held in the collection of the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston.

Greetings Cinematic Fanatics,

Today, Vampiress and I talk about the merits of holiday adjacent horror extravaganzas, which hold up, which have faded into the horrifying pale of twilight?

-Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and The Horror Movie Queen: Vampiress!

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement)

*Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

Greetings Cinematic Fanatics!

Welcome to: Usual Ghost Faced Suspects Slick Flick Pick: Stoned Cold Killer--Glory Hole in thePlot; Passing Rude Notes in Class/Cutting Another Hole in Your Ass (Chillin', Killin', and Cindy's Mom Drillin'); (Gail's Snotty Hailstorm Project); (Scary Movie, 2000).

Today, Brother Modest Adonis and I dissect the shit out of a classic staple from our teenage days (thereabouts).

Remember that Ms. Gail Hailstorm swallows, Sydney is prude, the notes she is passed in class are dude and the killer hides under rugs as well as he follows.

What a winning comedic effort that launched a ridiculous spectrum of sequels. All try to surpass Scary Movie, but none succeed.

-Your worthwhile cinephile: Falsetto Prophet and Brother Modest Adonis!

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement)*Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of reality. We offer you: Pick 84: Slick Flick Pick: Slain at Lover's Lane--What's all the Fuss, it's Just a School Bus? (A Hack, Quack, One BizarreBrainiac); (Taking Possession, Then Repossession, of Obsession); (Drowning in the Crime Waves); (Animal Crackering the Code); (Zodiac, 2007).

Today, we discuss--how this film belongs in the scariest movie scenes of all time discussion, along with the campfire scene from The Empty Man and the bearman attack in Annihilation, this flick delivers two such scenes with the Lake Berryessastabbing and the movie poster basement scene, why aqua velvas both look highly appetizing and make for a great comedic moment in an otherwise serious flick, when your editor or a local, admired cop tells you to drop something, it isbest to heed that advice, how the date that never ended will bring some of the film's biggest melancholy moments in a film not frequenting many melancholy moments, how the roundabout retard insult remains one of the funniest scenes in this film, or any film, if you are in need of a hulking evil motherfucker, you cannot do better than John Carrol Lynch, this flick also belongs in the conversation of greatest Fincher flicks up there with The Game and Fight Club, the impossible truth that aside from murders in the first 30 minutes of thisflick, the rest is just paperwork, intrigue, follow up and grinding away, and my oh my how riveting all of the aforementioned proves to be, the quality of the cast, especially the smaller bits, not one face or personality was woefully selected, the hidden message apparent that if you stick out something long enough you just might receive a pyrrhic victory and cold hard evidence that this film's poster tagline: there's more than one way to lose your life to a killer will prove so fucking true, will make you feel lugubrious and blue and reminds you that cases of this stature are never, ever goddamn cocksucking through, and when the nightmares come, they don't present your mind with a smidgen of piddly problems, rather a fucking slew.

-Your worthwhile cinephile and Hurdy Gurdy not girly Man, Falsetto Prophet and we both know that once she starts screaming Zodiac would likely be so awestruck he would not finish his killing task of her before he decides to turn and go: Red Devil!

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

Greetings Cinematic Fanatics and welcome to: REDUX#4 , Part 2, Tea Slick Flick Pick: Fatalitea--Harsh, Cold, and of Both MissileKeys, Marko Takes Hold; Nuclear Turbulence (Sleeping with Whales if Jack's Plan Fails); (Merry Soviet Singing and Hail Mary Pinging); (The Hunt for Red October, 1990)

This is a gracious guest lecture with Admiral Adam!

Some flicks are so mesmerizing and memorable they are worthy of a second glance and an additional chance, this is a fourth offering of this parallel series to Slick Flick Pick.

-Your Worthwhile Cinephile

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song,Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

F.C.F.C. A submarine is technically a ship, as modern submarines are large, complex vessels capable of carrying other smaller vessels, but naval tradition dictates that submariners and the U.S. Navy refer to them as "boats" as a point of pride and identity, often starting their names with the designation USS (United States Ship).

Today is as special as SPECIAL AGENT UTAH as I have a very special agent guest who hails from the Danish capital of the United States: The Faux Special Agent Utah.

This is: Special Agent Mormon SFP: Meatwaffle Sandwiches--Little Hand Says it's Time to Barrel Roll; 50-Year Storm and 25 to Life (Undercovers with Tyler); (Adios Amigo and Bodhi out of Control); (Red Hot Shot in His Foot Peppers); (Point Break, 1991).

We will dissect the merits of early 90's action/thriller film, why there can only be one Bodhi, why two meatball sandwiches are better than only one and how this is one flick that never should have fucked with for a requel.

Enjoy you cinematic fanatics! P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

F.C.F.U. About Today by The National is the song at the endof Warrior!

Busey is 81, McGinley is 66.

Holly Holm trains out of the renowned Jackson WinkMMA Academy in Albuquerque, New Mexico, alongside other elite fighters, working with coaches Greg Jackson and Mike Winkeljohn for her MMA training and striking, with specialized coaches for wrestling and jiu-jitsu. Tyrone may ormay not have trained there, he is more at ATT, American Top Team.

The famous, extended foot chase in Point Break (1991) primarily took place in the residential "walk streets" andalleys of Hermosa Beach, California, specifically around 30th and 31st Street.

The chase begins near a gas station at 600 North Catalina Avenue in Redondo Beach and concludes with Utah losing Bodhi at the Ballona Creek concrete channel in Culver City.

In the original Point Break (1991), two meatball sandwiches cost roughly $2.25 each, making them about $4.50 for both, based on fan analysis of the iconic scene where Johnny Utah orders them with other items for a total of $7.84, suggesting the total price included tax and other drinks/sandwiches.

The California city with the largest Danish population and strongest Danish heritage is Solvang, located in the Santa Ynez Valley, often called the "Danish Capital of America" due to its Danish founders, traditional architecture, cultural events, and focus on Danish traditions and cuisine, attracting tourists and descendants.

Greetings Cinematic Fanatics and welcome to:

RETRO REDUX #5: Axe Blood Slick Flick Pick: Gory, Private College Folklore--Gleaning Insight from Flashed Headlights; That's Not How I Heard it, but this Flick, I Fear it (Parkiller in Disguise with Her Piercing, Telling Eyes); (Urban Legend, 1998).

How did you hear it? Either way it was told, you're wise to fear it.

This is a gracious guest lecture with Red Devil!

Some flicks are so mesmerizing and memorable they are worthy of a second glance and an additional chance, this is a fourth offering of this parallel series to Slick Flick Pick.

-Your Worthwhile Cinephile

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla.

Enter, with us, you cinematic fanatics, into the realm of film's fantasy while we unwind the grind of reality… We offer you: Pick 83: Slick Flick Pick: Cartelenovela--Hugs, Not Eastern Facing Rugs; Waylaid Convoy, Kidnap Ploy and Aggrieved Attorney Turned Loose to Destroy (Human Trafficking Jam); (Unpaved Roads and False Flag Codes); (Sicario 2: Day of the Soldado, 2018).

Today, we discuss--the indefatigable style and lasting appeal of Benicio Del fucking Toro, who looks just as bad ass when he has a clear mission as he does when he knows not where to go, why it should not come as a stupefying shock that the same government who ordered you to get dirty plays dirty and outside the moral lines themselves, how there is a way toconstruct and immensely intense border crossing and then there is a way to improve upon said sequence and add to its nerve-jangling duration, whoever ends up dating Isabela best not hurt her fucking feelings in the process or they will be hurting and ultimately blood squirting, when you hand a pistola to a young little shit to do your bidding, at least double tap the target or otherwise dislodge their head from their neck so that you confirm proof of death and I don't know if Matt Graver is an American savior, of sick, twisted, yet necessary deeds a purveyor, or a commando who spouts off such prescient realizations, he is a full-fledged fucking soothsayer, but he is both good, bad, rad and intensely and severely misunderfuckingstood.

-Your worthwhile cinephile: Your undercover operative at the food court Mexican food joint who wants to be the next Sicario in line that BDT will anoint and he is neither all white nor all black but an indistinguishable, incorruptible mix of color half American and half Mexican OTHELLO, my favorite bicolor cat.

P.S. (Procrastinated Statement) *Intro/outro song, Soulicious, courtesy of the artist, Dyalla