OVER THE TOP!

February 2nd, 2010

For Fuck's Sake, I Can't Unsee This Movie!

Okay, so I sort of slacked off this last week. Some of you may've been used to me gibbering at you on a daily basis like I was through most of January there, but I kinda fell off the wagon. You see, I have been devoting a considerable amount of my brain power to the conclusion of a lot of loose ends on my nerdery site, not that I've been writing for it so much as working a ton of geek details out.

But today, I was rummaging through my Blackberry photographs and discovered something I felt the need to share. It was something I took a picture of a few months back, something at Best Buy that my rational mind reeled at. As you can see in the photograph there, it's a copy of the film 'Over the Top', arguably one of the worst films ever made - and I say this knowing there's a lot of horrible pornography out there.

But what is Over the Top about?

Okay. Okay okay okay. Okay.

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Okay.

So there's this guy, Lincoln Hawk, who's a trucker right? And he arm wrestles for spare change while trying to get his crap together. And then there's his kid, who he winds up with after his wife dies. But his kid blames him for keeping him away from his mom when she's dying, so he leaves him for his grandfather, who was apparently behind a lot of shenanigans intended to edit Hawk out of the kid's life.

Despite being his dad. Long story.

But when the kid leaves, Hawk decides to arm wrestle in the arm wrestling world championship to win the grand prize, a new semi truck. Because nobody arm wrestles but truck drivers, apparently. And though he's all emo about losing his son, Hawk meets up with him again after he realizes what a tool his grandfather is, and then gives his pa the emo support he needs in this contest to go... OVER THE TOP.

I'm not making this up. I wish I was, but I'm not.

So having actually sat through this as a child, a fact that I cannot change despite my most fervent efforts to a) build a time machine to smack myself for doing so beforehand, or b) to perfect the Neural Editing Device to scrub my brain clean of this dreck, I can't help but enjoy the fact that not only is it available now on Blu-Ray - but you can get it for the low, low price of $25. Roll that around in your head.

Twenty. Five. Dollars. I think they should pay me twenty five dollars for mental trauma inflicted by their godawful movie!

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