A Clash of Certain Titans

So, I’m sitting here watching one of the worst b-movies I have ever seen.. SO ready to turn it off and give it the rating of death on my favorite movie website, when all of a sudden a moment of profound glory attacks me without notice. The main character, under attack by dozens of zombies, and throwing condoms filled with chlorine to defend himself (somehow, in an unexplained way, this kills the zombies) says one line that makes me steady my hand, and pull my thumb away from the “stop” button and makes me think that maybe there is a point to all this b-movie horribleness.

And then.. an epiphany. Ok, so I like watching the occasional dumb movie on purpose, mostly because it encourages me to keep going, as I am absolutely positive I can do better, and the world deserves to see better talent than the cousin-sister’s-brother’s-nephew of the president of the production company. Maybe every lame movie out there had one good line… one good part… something that set it apart from the average film and brought it the attention to be produced. There was something profound rolling around in the head of that cousin-sister’s-brother’s-nephew of the president of the production company.

Everyone has a good idea. Maybe what’s important.. is those who notice it. Hmmm….