Since my family sounds like this when they get drunk, allow me to give you a Down's Syndrome to English Translation. I can't promise it will make any sense and I may have embellished somewhere along the way. Ahem.
"Well... how'd you enjoy the monster movie? I hope you it enjoyed it Monsters I did. It turns out that doctor was really a dog-Mad Doctor was really a joy a doctor. Those monsters weren't always the way they seem. Just misfits and outsiders. That monster's really just a guy who was in a car accident. But you get the idea. This movie's so BAD I don't believe it. In fact, here's what I have to say: HWAAAAAAAAAAAAA! Well you get the idea. That movie was weirder than I imagined. That movie was WAY too long. Next week we're presenting mons, uh, another great monster movie. Until we meet again, this is your old Scary wishing you... pleasant nightmares, everyone!"
I don't know that, given my emotional distance, this guy is particularly scary, but if he were my uncle, I would probably be very tense and uneasy around him
I actually liked Transylvania 6-5000 (the 1985 version) and maybe only because I saw it twenty five years ago, but I don't remember it deserving to be treated as such.
True Tales of Adolescense: Geena Davis in Transylvania 6-5000 was the first time I was consciously aware of being aroused by visual stimulus.
Gotta love this guy's self-satisfied grin after he does the fake vomiting bit, like he's just dropped an incredibly witty and original comic creation on us.
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