05/01/14 Eat The Peach (1986)

Two Irish chaps lose their jobs and decide to fill their time by building, then riding, a motorcycle Wall Of Death. This is apparently based on a true story, which, combined with cold Guinness, makes me think Ireland might be the best place in the world.

It's a gentle, warm film that ambles along and finishes where it should. Far from perfect, but very likable.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0090993/
8/10

Early Kanye West appearance Feat. Sean Hitler on drums.

"Is this your lorry, Sir?"

"No, officer. I'm a sheep."

As someone who briefly owned/rode a (much larger) trike, I'd like to say: fuck that!

Swiss Tony cameo!

"Building a wall of death, Paul, is much like making love to a beautiful woman. First you find some wasteground, then you grab your hammer... Wait. That's not right."

"What's that Pink Bear?"

"I said, you two get started and I'll join in after taking some photos."

The Irish drinking. Unusual, but it probably happens occasionally.

Perkin.

19/03/14 The Last Shark (1981)

Boxcellent (bollocks yet excellent) Italian film about an angry dolphin.

The plot- a Great White shark turns up off the coast of a popular summer resort town and starts munching people, the local politicians don't want to close the beach as it's a revenue spinner and integral to the town's identity, a gruff older fella with a moustache and shark hunting experience is hired to go out and hunt for whitey- is such an incredible fucking Jaws rip off, it makes The Asylum mockbusters look positively opaque in their influences.

However, being an Italian film from this era, the incredibly bad performances, terrible dubbing, utterly arse effects and a shark that looks like a giant rubber haddock make this every bit as entertaining as Spielberg's effort.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081677/
A billion/10

Or about 5/10.

Or much more/less depending on what you want from an Italian shark film from the early '80s.

Here's what it looks like:

"Pass me the butter, I'm going in!"

"Right lads, to summarise: shark on the left, people on the right. Got it?"

"Sorry, boss, we're still stuck. Which one is people in this picture?"

*Sigh* "You bobble-hat wearing trio of fuckwits."

"Phil! How are you?"

"Gary! Not bad mate. How you been?"

"Aah, y'know, swimming about."

"Yup. Still with Miriam?"

"Yeah, nine years this June."

Swiss Tony cameo!

"Catching a shark, Paul, is a lot like making love to a beautiful woman. First you clean your tackle, then you prepare your bait and slide it into the water. When a suitable fish shows interest, you hook it in, wrestle with it until it stops struggling then take photos and boast to your friends. ...I'm lonely."

"I think you'll find that none of those charges stuck."

"And CUT! Sorry, I'm just not feeling it. What's my character's purpose here?"

"You're a fucking shark about to eat piss-poor actors. C'mon, Gary, I saw your Hamlet at the Globe last year, I know you have this in you."

Not just bad actors at risk, toy helicopters too!

*Nom nom nom*

"Mmmm, person sticks, my favourite!"

"Are we there yet?"

"Shut up you bollocking arse."

Perkin.