Watching Troma’s “Electra Love 2000”. I think I have uncovered a forgotten masterpiece of campy crap.
What the hell is happening?
Holy shit this is dumb.
I’m still not sure if this is good dumb or bad dumb.
I’m leaning toward bad dumb.
If we could get some titties up in here my opinion might shift.
And now it’s a musical.
Wait, is that Kim Greist?
No, it’s not.
“Dope-addicted street-stroller.” That’s a new one.
Wait, is this based on Hamlet?
I think this is based on Hamlet.
Or maybe Hamlet is based on Electra. Either way, it seems similar.
Ho’s got hooked up with a new, scrupulous pimp.
This is getting very Shakespearean.
Definitely good dumb. Maybe not even dumb at all. Still no titties though.
Pimp Shakespeare: “Life is a hell for me. I don’t even have sex any more. Do you know who washes dishes every night around here? I do. And you call me scum.”
Ho: “If you leave us, baby, the one dry candle in our dark lives will dematerialize into the infinity of non-being.” Whoa. Deep.
Ho: “We hate men, and men hate us. That’s why we get along so well.” Oh hey, titties!
Ho, with titties out: “I knew this guy once, and he believed in the concept of enemies. And he was going to be married. And then one night he listened to the president speak on television. ‘The Enemy is Evil. The Enemy commits atrocities against his peaceful neighbor. We must rush to the aid of the peaceful neighbor. Defend peace, defend freedom, defend your God, your home, your kitty cats, your trash cans.’ And he believed him. And now he’s dead, and his fiancee is a whore. That’s the joke.” Nice titties.
Ho: “Revenge for the past isn’t good.”
“The promises you make as a child are the ones you must keep.”
“Vengeance is a fire that burns inside her.”
“This is a matter for doing, not for thinking.”
This is definitely a masterpiece of something.
“How can an idiot like you beat a genius like me?”
“Divide, and conquer.”
“When we find we’ve been going in the wrong direction, we must stop, and reverse ourselves.”
Oh, weird erotic poetry!
“Between the opening of of mother’s birth and the closing casket of death. And those that do not see me, do not know the happiness they have missed.”
“I sometimes think that all of us are artists that never were.”
“Political economy is an exciting field for many.”
“Oh, ménage à cinq!”
“Are you such a civilized man, your soul can’t be touched?”
“You would be surprised at the number of things that seem wicked from the outside, but are actually quite nice from within.”
“I’ve always tried to seek being from nothingness.”
Fuck, I’m out of wine.
“That is my curse. I have found too much truth. People talk a lot about truth, but they won’t pay a penny for it. Lies, they’ll pay millions for.”
“In plain English, why don’t you have the guts to murder the man that killed your father.”
“I’m a free man and I determine the meaning of this game, and it means nothing to me.”
“Cops don’t protect you, Insurance agents don’t protect you. Your deodorant doesn’t protect you. And your magic charms really don’t protect you.”
“The gods destroyed us long ago.”
“She has no tricks, she is as simple and clear as the water.”
“Fuck fate, we’re free!”
“Those of us who declare ourselves free, we’re just fools.”
I wish I had more wine.
“The men from the hunger charity are still waiting.”
“Send them in, and send in the lunch.”
“I’m as busy as a call girl on Valentine’s Day.”
There seems to be a lot of crosstalk on the audio track.
“Let me tell you, it is heaven and hell, it is sublime and terrible.”
Golf club scissors fight!
“A toast to justice! For one day, she was not blind.”
“The fighting has ended, but the echoes of bombs keep screaming inside my head.”
“Because you’re beautiful even the lies that fly out of your mouth sound pretty, like the truth. But I know better.”
Well that was different.