So as I was saying, this induction is going to be a short one – or at least it was going to be until I wrote that whole long intro. Here was a match that was literally crappy!
A quick look at my Downloads folder reminded me that I’d been sitting on something called the “Raw Sewage Match” for months now. With “Bush League” off the table, I needed something short and unquestionably Wrestlecrap to write up on short notice. (By the way, Chris is crowdfunding a sequel to his modern-day cult classic, “ WNUF Halloween Special”, so if you drop him a few bucks, tell him Art O’Donnell sent you! He’ll have no idea what that means, as that’s not my real name)
He would say things like, “Puts down mop” and “Mumble mumble” right out loud. What’s also a shame is that now I don’t have an occasion to share other low-budget film-related anecdotes, like the time my filmmaker friend Chris LaMartina auditioned Nikolai Volkoff for the role of a janitor but had to pass after Nikolai proved incapable of reading a script correctly. Instead I, the viewer, am bombarded with hysterical fits of canned laughter.īut, still, I can’t very well churn out a thousand words or more about a stupid laugh track and an otherwise okay movie. Yet I don’t get to decide for myself whether a line like, “ Wrestling is like my family” is worthy of a chuckle or was even intended to be funny in the first place.
#GAY PORN GAY RAPE SCAT MOVIE#
Think about that: Documentaries don’t have laugh tracks.įilms in general don’t have laugh tracks.Īnd it’s a real shame, too, because the movie underneath it all actually seems pretty amusing, with solid performances and deadpan humor. See, up until last night, my plan was to induct the low-budget film, “Florida Bush League Wrestling”, a mockumentary made around 2000 that some distributor appears to have bought the rights to and then smothered with a laugh track. This week’s induction is going to be on the lean side due to a last-minute change of plans.