Aliens and Francois Truffaut. Not Crap.

In the final encounter scene they play a big-ass ARP 2500 on screen. Finding ARP 2500's in good shape is getting harder and harder. What will we do when the aliens actually do arrive?

Not Crap

NC. WF = 5. Problems with plot = endless.

It's midnight on a Saturday; I am stuck in the mountains with no bud or friends. Ergo I am flipping between Ocean's Eleven on TNT and this movie on AMC. Here is what I've seen so far.

1. A camel - NOT CRAP
2. A dude playing with mashed potatoes and then breaking down in tears - CRAP
3. About a collective hour of footage of electronics bugging out and white sweaty people freaking out about it - BORING CRAP
4. A little kid - CRAP

The fuck? This movie isn't necessarily a bad film, it just makes me hope the aliens kill everyone. ET kicked ass. For some reason, though, I find this an overwrought acid bath into misanthropy. Ugly people obsessing over a rocky half-dick for three hours is CRAP.

Sorry, nighttime TV mixes poorly with Jim Beam and y'all read the consequences.

galanter wrote: Finding ARP 2500's in good shape is getting harder and harder. What will we do when the aliens actually do arrive?

^ use the ARTURIA ARP 2600V. So good it could fool even the aliens!