CRIME! It's shambling its way across this great land of ours, and we all know who's responsible! Creatures from the grave and beyond, coming into our towns, terrorizing our babysitters, striking down our camp counselors, and carrying our brides into the sea! Thankfully, the good men and otherwise of the B.O.P. have been tasked with restoring the rule of law, and in this broadcast they will suss out which of these Ghoul-Americans are hard-working members of society, and which should be punished to the fullest extent of the law. THE PHANTOM: Opera-house menace or harmless prodigy? MICHAEL MYERS: Who will speak for The Shape? DRACULA: Is he too dead to prosecute? Listen, or else they may soon be stalking your home... or yours... OR YOURS!
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Showing posts with label Monsters. Show all posts
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Tales From The BOP: THE MUMMY (2017)
Mummies alive! Avoid getting cursed by downloading the episode now!
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Thursday, July 2, 2015
Clive Barker's Nightbreed
Deep beneath a local backwoods cemetery, the Tribes of The Moon have gathered to welcome the newest member to their breed: The Box Office Pulp Crew! After their God burns us and we(hopefully) survive the trial, we take an all too close look at the contents of Clive Barker's head, and what might be the cultiest cult film that's ever culted! Talkin' about NIGHTBREED here, folks. The movie that taught us that both everything is true, and David Cronenberg is a scary sombitch. Are YOU dreaming of Midian? Then this episode's for you.
Don't become meat for the beast by downloading here!
Don't become meat for the beast by downloading here!
Monday, May 19, 2014
BOP Reviews: Godzilla (2014)
When the new Godzilla roars, he freaking roars.
Ever since the debut of the film's astonishingly well-crafted teaser trailer late last year, I had an unexpected surge of excitement running through me - all in anticipation of a movie that, by all accounts, I should have had no interest in. Despite being intrigued by the trailers, I was never one of the many that ran out to see 2013's Pacific Rim, another recent kaiju action movie slugfest that had similarly accredited talent behind it. Not for any particular reason, but merely due to a lack of familiarity or direct association with the genre to appeal to me on a profound level. I hadn't even seen Jurassic Park since I was a toddler. My experience with movies about giant monsters hitting other giant monsters, terrorizing innocent civilians and wrecking everything in their path began and ended with a certain movie in 1998 that I'm not going to talk about, even though you totally know which one it is - it shares this movie's title and little else. But unlike that hilarious blot on cinema history, the trailers for this new Godzilla awakened an inner kaiju fan that I never even knew I had. Something indescribable had taken hold, whether it was the bleak and dead serious scope of the thing, the gorgeous effects and what I liked to call "apocalypse cloud syndrome", or the first glimpse of the big lizard himself and the fact that he now towered over entire modern skyscrapers instead of quaint outskirt villages. Or maybe it was just Bryan Cranston. Yeah, probably Cranston.
Either way, 'Zilla fever had hit me along with most of the cinema-viewing public, and I couldn't wait to see this movie on opening day. In my excitement, I even went back and, through the magic of Netflix, watched a couple of the movies I'd missed out on to get a feel for what I was in for: specifically, the original American-dubbed version of 1954's Gojira (or "Godzilla, King of the Monsters!"), and one of the subsequent sequels, Godzilla Vs. The Thing (or "Weird-Ass Movie About Tiny Women Singing To Giant Moth Creature"). With those two whetting my appetite for some monster-fueled chaos courtesy of modern special effects, I sat back and waited for my chance to feast eyes on 2014's version of the King of the Monsters. Finally, the day came. But did it live up to the hype? Many critics are torn on that, and I went in fully aware of the consensus. Despite this, I remained determined to see if they were right while not allowing it to cloud my judgement.
Ever since the debut of the film's astonishingly well-crafted teaser trailer late last year, I had an unexpected surge of excitement running through me - all in anticipation of a movie that, by all accounts, I should have had no interest in. Despite being intrigued by the trailers, I was never one of the many that ran out to see 2013's Pacific Rim, another recent kaiju action movie slugfest that had similarly accredited talent behind it. Not for any particular reason, but merely due to a lack of familiarity or direct association with the genre to appeal to me on a profound level. I hadn't even seen Jurassic Park since I was a toddler. My experience with movies about giant monsters hitting other giant monsters, terrorizing innocent civilians and wrecking everything in their path began and ended with a certain movie in 1998 that I'm not going to talk about, even though you totally know which one it is - it shares this movie's title and little else. But unlike that hilarious blot on cinema history, the trailers for this new Godzilla awakened an inner kaiju fan that I never even knew I had. Something indescribable had taken hold, whether it was the bleak and dead serious scope of the thing, the gorgeous effects and what I liked to call "apocalypse cloud syndrome", or the first glimpse of the big lizard himself and the fact that he now towered over entire modern skyscrapers instead of quaint outskirt villages. Or maybe it was just Bryan Cranston. Yeah, probably Cranston.
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Wednesday, January 29, 2014
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