At least it's not Jerry Springer

I was talking to a friend last night when we realized that we share a guilty pleasure: those horrible Saturday night movies on the Sci-Fi Network. You know the type - the actors appear to reading cue cards; the special effects are... special, for lack of a better word; and the plots have more holes than a flute. Typically you can find me late at night watching this tripe in amazement that someone was actually able to convince a studio to give said tripe the green light. So week after week I subject myself to such torture as "Boa", "Python", "Crocodile I & II", "Snakehead Terror", "Frankenfish" and the like. Oh, how could I leave out the ever-popular "Mansquito"? Yes, "Mansquito" - as a bonus, the movie also featured a womansquito.

This week they're showing "The Fallen Ones", which is about the archaeological find of the century - a mummy. But not just ANY mummy mind you - no, this one is 42 feet tall and is supposedly the offspring of an angel and a human woman. I'm assuming they'll use Genesis 6:4 to back up this assertion. Oh I'm sure this one will have plenty of cheese; after all, it stars Casper van Dien. I'm suprised he hasn't won an Oscar yet for his thespianism, as exhibited in such fare as "Starship Troopers", "Beastmaster: The Eye of Braxus", "Shark Attack", "The Omega Code", yada yada yada. The only movie which managed to escape unscathed was "Sleepy Hollow", probably due to the miniscule amount of screen time Senor van Dien appears onscreen and the fact that his death was pretty memorable.


I couldn't quite bring myself to watch "Man-Thing" last week though. The cheese factor was a tad too high, even for me.

I suppose it could be worse - I could be addicted to Lifetime movies or "Trading Spaces".