The Netflix Fairy brought us Alone in the Dark. I read the sleeve and couldn’t figure out what could possibly have compelled me to put this in our queue. Christian Slater, Tara Reid and Stephen Dorff do make an appealing trifecta of uber-badness, but that couldn’t have been the reason. OK, there’s pop culture archaeology, too. That’s impressive, but not enough. Then, Husband remembered why we wanted to see it: it’s directed by Uwe Boll. And it’s widely regarded to be his worst movie of all time.
Uwe Boll’s worst movie of all time.
Uwe Boll. The man who brought us BloodRayne. Holy crap, is BloodRayne a bad movie. That’s the the movie that one critic regarded as “not as bad as getting your eyelid caught on a nail.” The movie that did this to me.
I can’t wait.
“Manos, Hands of Fate” get my vote for worst movie of all time. Even the addition of the MYS3K crew can’t save that stinker.
You keep consigning my mail to your junk folder, so I’m forced to put links into your comments.
A cat playing a theremin:
http://laughingsquid.com/a-cat-playing-the-theremin/
Use meanlouise [at] gmail [dot] com from now on, let’s see if that works better. I keep telling AOL you aren’t spam, I just don’t know what’s going on. *sigh*
Fine. I never liked AOL anyway. Hmph!