Leprechaun: A Critique That is Totally Unnecessary

Hello there everyone. It is Lefty and I am finally back after a long hiatus. Actually all of the MLC Taskforce is back, but this is my official return to posting in what I hope you be a regular occurrence. So I figured my first post should be something big and incredibly stupid. I have assigned a task for myself. I am going into a deep dive into a series of movies one would not think of doing a deep dive of. It is the Leprechaun series. There are 7 of these movies for some reason and I have decided to sit down and watch them and post my thoughts and provide any tidbits or trivia I can find. I will probably regret this, but it needs to be done. I am doing this for you gentle readers. Doing this so you do not have to. I am not sure with how much frequency these will come out, but I do hope to have at least one review posted by this weekend. This will be painful I am sure, but it is all for the sake of writing. I have wanted to get back to this for quite a while now, but it took Poncho and Rando to pull this group together and get it all going. Special shot out to Poncho for getting our podcast posted on different sources: Amazon, Apple and Google. Yes I am blatantly doing a little self promotion. Check us out, you just might enjoy yourself!

So wish me luck as I crawl my way to the end of a dirty rainbow. One with no gold, oh no, but pain, lots of pain.

First reaction movie riff of The Manster!

Join as we watch and react to The Manster for the first time! This was recorded prior to our discussion what was featured in last week’s Trash for the Masses episode. Simply start this recording when you press play on the film! Hopefully it syncs up properly! 😀

Watch for on Amazon Prime (colorized): https://www.amazon.com/gp/video/detail/B096FLCNG1/ref=atv_dl_rdr?autoplay=1

Or on YouTube (Black & White): https://youtu.be/Sn2dztCLvL8

Leprechaun: The Review (Sort of)

Hello everyone. Sorry it took so long to finally get around to this, but let’s just say it has been a particularly crappy couple of weeks since I watched Leprechaun. Mostly my job. I have a soul vampire of a corporate job where the award is you get a paycheck and you get up and do it again the next day. The song “The Pretender” by Jackson Browne pretty much says how I feel about life right now. But all is not lost. I do receive comfort from quality movies such as “Leprechaun”, oh wait….

Well with low expectations I watched the movie and let’s say it did not exceed any of them. It is labeled a “horror/comedy” on the cover of the DVD I have. It comes up short on both. This film is a 1993 offering from writer/director Mark Jones who has brought us other sizzling cinematic options as 1998’s Nightman and 1995’s Rumpelstiltskin. Mental note to check those fine films out. I am sure there are criterion versions out there.

Well I suppose I should start with the “plot”. To be fair there is a story there, not much of one, but one is there nevertheless. There is a brief backstory of an Irishman who has somehow ripped off our friend the Leprechaun and has his pot of gold. Not really sure how this happened, just accept that it does. He tells his wife they are rich and their worries are over. Our little wee person shows up and let’s just say that our Irish friend regrets stealing his gold. The gold isn’t actually found by the Leprechaun and there is this bit where our Irish friend traps the Leprechaun in a crate with a four leaf clover. I won’t go into too much detail just in case you actually want to watch this turd.

This brings us to present day and Tory (Jennifer Aniston) and her father riding down the road. Apparently she is out visiting her dad for the summer. She of course is constantly bitching on how she doesn’t want to be there and how she hates it. Now before I go too much further, I cannot go without saying that Jennifer Aniston is just simply awful. I mean bad. I have never been a fan, but seeing this performance, it makes me wonder even harder how she became famous. So Tory and her father wind up at his new home that is getting remodeled. From there we meet Nathan played by Ken Olandt. Of course we know immediately that Tory and Nathan will be love interest.

The home in which Tory’s dad owns, coincidentally is the one our Irish friend and his wife owned. From this point we meet our other “heroes”. Alex and Ozzie, or in other words, our comedy relief. I use that term in the broadest sense. They offer very little comedy and no relief. In just this moment while writing this, I just realized what I was doing. I am sitting here trying to write up a deep dive write up for a movie that no one gives two shits about. It’s a bad early 90s horror film. Not good enough to be anywhere near a classic nor is it a so bad it’s good movie. So in mid review, I am abandoning this and will continue with Leprechaun II and hope it is better than this. I think instead I am going to give a quick review of the cd I was listening to while writing this. I am listening to the 1991 Crash Test Dummies CD: “The Ghosts That Haunt Me”. I decided on a whim to listen to it, remembering that I really liked it when it came out. I must say I still like it. It’s a laid back CD and the vocals of Brad Roberts are really fits in with the material . The songs are light hearted and easy on the ears. It is just a good pop album. At the time, these guys were one of the few “new” bands I liked. The sounds run from jaunty to melancholy. The big hit from this album was “Superman’s Song”. A surprisingly thoughtful song concerning the death of Superman. I don’t know, all I can say I just like it. It brings back some good memories and makes me smile. If an album can do that for you, it is worth its weight in gold.

We are on YouTube!

Hey there everyone, just wanted to let you know we are slowly coming back, better than ever. We have YouTube channel and shortly we will be starting up our pod casts. The YouTube channel will be a hodgepodge of anything and everything we feel like posting! Go check it out! Our first serving is a dramatic reading of “Thrift Shop”. It is listed as age-restricted for a reason. Lots of cussing and confusion.

What is a Mid-Life Crisis?

A tale of a 52 year old man-child

According to the all-seeing, all-knowing Google a mid-life crisis is an emotional crisis of identity and self-confidence that can occur in early middle age. Well, that’s what I’m going to talk about today.

At the time of this post (2022-03-09), I am currently 51 years old. I have been married since 1992 and I have (up until 2016) been driving a reasonably priced car. I’ve had no extraordinarily extreme vices to speak of. Of course, that would change.

Where to start? Well, I’ve started collecting firearms for about five years or so as of now. Why? Just decided that I was an adult and could do so. As of 2019, I also started driving a 2014 Mustang GT as my daily driver. I’m not hunting for pussy or anything, I just wanted a performance car.

The big thing now, I guess, is trying to reconcile my feeling toward myself. I am a man with a lot of insecurities. Well, I say I’m a man, but I still see myself as a man-child. Why? Well, I still enjoy comic-books (manga) and I still like to watch cartoons (anime) and I have trouble realizing that I am an adult capable of living my life outside of the expectations that have been laid in front of me as if set in Latin on a cobblestone walkway that is supposed to be the path of my life. But I’m not that person that my ancestors expect me to be and it weighs me down more that Jacob Marley’s chains.

I feel like I’m a fledgling. Slowly bursting from my shell after being dominated for most of my formative years. I’ve only recently come to terms with my rejection of religion. Looking back at my formative years, it served only as a yardstick against which I would never measure up to. I always felt like garbage when viewed through the lens of a certain religious cult or a sect thereof. I began to actually listen to history documentaries and factual documentation (something I would never have done when I was younger). I began to see religion as it was utilized in the past (and present) and realized: All religions are fundamentally the same: “Believe what we say and do what we say or you go to the bad place.” I began to really see all of it as a cult. Christianity has an especially seductive explanation of why it is even necessary: “For all have sinned as come short of the glory of God.” Which basically translates as: You were born bad. Do what we say or you’ll go to hell! Religion has really screwed me up, but there’s other baggage in my life weighing me down that I’m not going to go into here.

So what do I find joy in?

  • Friends that I’ve kept up with
  • Working for a company that values my skills and my experience
  • Being able to expand my horizons professionally

What do I have trouble with?

  • Accepting myself.
  • Feeling like I’m worth investing time and resources into improvement.

That’s pretty much it.

I’ve been trained to believe that my worth is tied to my job. Everything else is secondary. I really learned that from both of my parents. I guess it’s primarily involved with the fact that they were pretty shit with money management. There were shit role models in regards to relationships as well. (This may be a topic for later.) This has poisoned a lot of relationships including my marriage.d

I guess, from my point of view, what a “mid-life crisis” is. Trying to fill a perceived void in your life with something other than what you really need. From my point-of-view, the substitution is something easy that can be bought with money. But I assume for others, it involves status or sex or … who knows?

I’m just glad that, for all of my many faults, I still value my close friends. These are people who know my faults and still choose to associate with me. They are more precious to me than any status or money. I have learned their value the hard way (via internal and external struggles). I value my friendship with them because they know me and choose to associate with me and I believe I am a better person because of them.

This applies to my wife, as well. But the struggles there are more personal and painful.

I’m learning about myself. I’ve really only started at age 51. Seems silly, but it’s true. I just know that toys and (the desire for) tits is only superficial. It sucks that this seems maudlin or cliche, but friends and family (IE: loved ones) are the real riches of life. I hope anyone reading this will come to understand this before it’s too late.

Regardless of any material wealth, invest in the things that really matter: your loved ones. If you are lacking that, please re-examine you life and seek help. It’s painful, but you’ll be better for it. It’s akin to a re-birth into an adult.

Let’s Have Some Fun-My Top 5 Albums

Good evening all! I hope everyone is doing OK tonight. It’s Almost Wednesday, so that’s a good thing. I wanted to do something I have not done in awhile, talk about music. I mentioned along time ago, I love music and I am trying to listen more than I used to. I wanted to just give you guys a small taste of some of the music I listen to. Everyone loves lists, so I figured this is the way to go! I imagine most will find these albums boring, especially any younger readers who happen upon this. I am not saying these are the best albums ever made, but these are my “go to” albums, depending on my mood. I used to be a really terrible music snob. I have definitely mellowed over the years. It’s not for me to judge or say that my music is better than your music. It doesn’t matter. You like what you like and I like what I like and life goes on. With that, here we go!

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