I guess on some sad lever I'm still carrying the torch for Mystery Science Theater 3000 (MS3K), the only television show, other than the sainted Buffy the Vampire Slayer, that caused me to tear up at the finale.
Well, that's not completely true...I cried when I finally saw the series finale of Seinfeld, but only because they entire cast and crew were NOT tortured and dismembered, with the remains eventually UPS'ed to Whackytobacciestan to be made into designer handbags and sold to fans of Sex in the City.
Maybe that's why I spend my time paging through movie posters of the wretched films skewered by Mike Nelson, Crow, Tom Servo and Gypsy...
As Crow T. Robot was fond of saying...bite me!
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