#56 (AFI):
Abbott And Costello Meet Frankenstein
Year: 1948
Directed by: Charles Barton
Written by: John Grant, Robert Lees, Frederic I. Rinaldo
Starring: Bud Abbott, Lou Costello, Bela Lugosi, Lon Chaney Jr.
Seanbaby: This is what happens when you write a movie in a room full of idiots. There's no one there to smack your ridiculous head when you say, "Get this! Abbot plus Costello, PLUS! Buckle the fuck up... Frankenstein!"
Crossovers can be good. When Darby O'Gill teamed up with the Little People it was magic. Tarzan vs. Predator is way better than just Tarzan. And besides the time where Fonzie jumped the Grand Caynon, the best episode of Happy Days was when Mork visited from space and hit the Fonz with the freeze ray. And whose mouth can forget when rich milk chocolate teamed up with creamy peanut butter? Abbott & Costello and Frankenstein mix about as well as spandex and fat people. The title sounds like someone was trying to write a movie with refrigerator poetry and there were no good words left. And, of course, they're retarded. Plus, think about how this must have destroyed Frankenstein. He ends up meeting two professional morons - one of them FAT - and he couldn't kill them. Humiliation like that is all Wolfman needs to usurp control of the Monster Mash social chair position.
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#56 (IFLS):
Young Frankenstein
Year: 1974
Directed by: Mel Brooks
Written by: Gene Wilder & Mel Brooks
Starring: Gene Wilder, Peter Boyle, Teri Garr, Gene Hackman
Seanbaby: The one thing we learned from our experiment in film criticism is that building uncontrollable superior artificial intelligences out of weapons and explosives isn't as good an idea as it sounds. We've been tortured and killed, and periodically the Calculando Calrissian 2000 will create android duplicates of our dead relatives and laugh when we fall for it. Because of that damn robot, we've lost two entire cities, countless species of animals, and in Mark's case-- our precious virgin flower. But sneaking a Mel Brooks movie onto our list? That's the last evil thing you'll ever do, Calculando Calrissian 2000. You pushed the wrong fucking button.
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