Well Dennis Hopper has succumbed to cancer. How shitty. Truly a fantastically talented actor who rarely brought less than his A game to even the most frivolous of films, he’s an American cinema icon who will be sorely missed.

I don’t know about you but I plan on honoring him by drinking 6 bottles of Jack Daniels and watching perhaps his most crazed (best?) performance, and the role that actually killed him for a minute or two, Mad Dog Morgan. I highly suggest you give it a try as well.

Buy it here (Amazon)

Hey Matt, I really like your reviews and all, but how about you actually watch a movie that is literally insane?

You know that isn’t a bad idea. I just might do that.

 

Yeah, but don’t half-ass it at all. Pick something that is so eerily inane that it is nothing short of brilliant.

So you are thinking about like the latest Judd Apatow rip-off?

 

No, more along the lines of a visualized acid trip.

Well I suppose I could find something beautifully surreal and …

 

But make sure their is sex and people being eaten.

Wait, what?

 

Oooh, and a bed possessed by a demon!

Well now you are just making stuff up.

 

The hell I am. Even Patton Oswalt will back me up on this. (NSFW!!!)

 

 

Huh. Well I guess you weren’t lying. Looks like next week’s review is Death Bed: The Bed that Eats.