Slaughterhouse Princess

We try something a little different this week with a TV pilot.  Like a first episode of a show, not like Steven Weber from Wings.

Russ Ross Applesauce reminds us this week why we approach anything he suggests with cautious optimism, and are justified in doing so.

We learned something this week, sometimes it takes time to wrap your head around something, to really appreciate it, and to take in the nuance of a work. And sometimes you ignore those facts and record a podcast 10 minutes later anyway.

We would like to take this opportunity to apologize for the lack of puns we made this week based on the fact that cereal and serial are homophones in this week's episode.  It will never happen again.

We grab our favorite agave-based booze this week and head south of the border for some classic vampire smashing action. OK, ramblers. Let's get rambling.

We have a special guest this week who brings her distinct views about punk rock music, as well as people who may or may not be at the front door.  Please welcome to the podcast, Leia.

What happens when Sam Raimi has a baby with Troma that gets put up for adoption and gets raised by highly pressurized bags of blood? Aside from a serious need to reform the adoption system, this movie.

A retelling of the classic deal with the devil story in the same vein as Faust , The Devil's Advocate, and The Transformers: The Movie.  Now featuring a solid 75% to 85% more heart shaped bitrhmarks.

We take a request from our number one listener Tod this week, so turn your head and cough, because the doctor is in, mostly due to us not having our apple today.

Brett comes back just in time for a trip to the New Jersey bible belt to debate the finer points of cleavages, both front and back.

This movie spins us right round, baby.  Right round like a record, baby.  Right round round round.  Thankfully, the movie is better than this joke.

It took me about 20 minutes to realize this wasn't the gender swapped version of Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants like I had originally thought it was.

The hardest part about being a Canadian werewolf is always having to say you're sorry, with seeing your sister's ghost after you killed her a being close second.

We take a look at a movie that's part Blair Witch and part Behind the Music, as requested by the guy so nice, we say his name twice, RCB.

It's a short one this week as we take a trip to the bayou and make several unfunny jokes because Troy wasn't here to keep us in check.

In our quest to educate as well as entertain, we wanted you to know hair fetishism is also known as trichophilia.  You're welcome.

We cameth h're to chopeth wood and talketh liketh t wast shakespeare times, and we're all out of wood

Finally, a movie that proves interdimensional Eldritch abominations are made mostly of writhing piles of flesh and KY jelly.

In honor of Troy's newfound status as an amateur apiarist, we watched the first movie that we could think of involving bees, but not starring Nicolas Cage.

Have you ever thought to yourself, I sure would like to listen to an episode of Slaughterhouse Princess, but it's a little to tawdry to listen to with my kids/parents/cult leader?  Well, thanks to Patreon backer Thomas you can listen to this safe for work episode in mixed company with a minimal amount of shame.

This week we were joined by Patreon backer DairyTech in our movie chat.  And to make sure he had buyer's remorse, we let Brett pick the movie, even though we all said we wouldn't let him pick movies anymore.  The real question isn't did he regret it, but how fast did he regret it.

We somehow managed to talk about a 77 minute movie about zombie beavers for almost an hour.  Please accept this beaver fact as an apology: Beavers are the second largest rodent in the world after the Capybara.

It's the triumphant return of Brett.  Also, we watch a movie that continues to make it look like we only watch B-Movies, which we don't.

Drugs, so easy a caveman could do them.

When the fact that the title of the movie isn't shown until about 48 minutes in ranks as one of the least weird things about a movie, you're in for quite a ride.