I'm an old school MSTie, having first caught up with the show about 1990. I have many of the episodes on tape, which I transferred to DVD, but I missed a few and this was one I didn't get the first time around. Now that all the episodes are online I'm a happy guy.
Fire Maidens of Outer Space (#5.16) is a fantastic example from the series. It's a Joel episode, which is great because I cut my MST3k teeth on those early shows. The movie is vapid junk, naturally, but, as is always best, there is minimal dialog, which gives the crew maximum riffing time.
And the action gives one plenty of ammo for comedy. From the Screaming Yellow Zonkers for meteors to the V2 "stock footage" rocket with a crew cabin the size of Hef's Grotto, I was slinging trash at this one as fast as Joel and the bots. The padding was thick (though not quite as bad as Lost Continent) and the science was nowhere to be found. Gravity in space? Sure, you got it. Space suits? No need. Smoking in the space ship? Mandatory. Beautiful, buxom, English speaking women in short skirts on Jupiter's moon? Of course. Plenty of stuff here for the over 50 crowd that will fly right over the kids heads (Daddy, what are Puka shells?).
Comedy is subjective, but this episode had plenty of references that smacked me square in the funny bone and put it right up there near the top. All this plus rapid fire riffing and a wasted classical music score that has no business in this movie. Crow's evil doppelganger, Timmy, no extra charge.
Smoking Count: 14 cigarettes, 1 pipe.
(Did anyone else notice the entries on the Big Check Book in the invention exchange? 4-H Bake Sale, Fireworks-R-Us, Miami Pro-Am, and check 43, Feeleo's. But check 43 was still there and blank. Frank must be the CFO of Deep 13. I like how the address on the checks is "Undisclosed Location".)
Fire Maidens of Outer Space (#5.16) is a fantastic example from the series. It's a Joel episode, which is great because I cut my MST3k teeth on those early shows. The movie is vapid junk, naturally, but, as is always best, there is minimal dialog, which gives the crew maximum riffing time.
And the action gives one plenty of ammo for comedy. From the Screaming Yellow Zonkers for meteors to the V2 "stock footage" rocket with a crew cabin the size of Hef's Grotto, I was slinging trash at this one as fast as Joel and the bots. The padding was thick (though not quite as bad as Lost Continent) and the science was nowhere to be found. Gravity in space? Sure, you got it. Space suits? No need. Smoking in the space ship? Mandatory. Beautiful, buxom, English speaking women in short skirts on Jupiter's moon? Of course. Plenty of stuff here for the over 50 crowd that will fly right over the kids heads (Daddy, what are Puka shells?).
Comedy is subjective, but this episode had plenty of references that smacked me square in the funny bone and put it right up there near the top. All this plus rapid fire riffing and a wasted classical music score that has no business in this movie. Crow's evil doppelganger, Timmy, no extra charge.
Smoking Count: 14 cigarettes, 1 pipe.
(Did anyone else notice the entries on the Big Check Book in the invention exchange? 4-H Bake Sale, Fireworks-R-Us, Miami Pro-Am, and check 43, Feeleo's. But check 43 was still there and blank. Frank must be the CFO of Deep 13. I like how the address on the checks is "Undisclosed Location".)