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As an FYI, this blog has now moved to atalkingcat.com because I can’t believe that domain was still available and now I own it. So, come along for the continued adventures of Duffy and all those people who also have names!
For the Shadowing
Welcome back, me! It has been a while. Like, years a while. Why start this dumb Tumblr if you’re not going to finish the job of documenting the entire breadth of A Talking Cat!?! Let’s press on, shall we? It’s nice to see you too.
When last we left Susan, she was packing away some cooling cheese. She made sure to do this very carefully, as there is a lot of time to fill. To make it seem exciting, the background music escalated like she was racing a clock. A clock that was also filling time. That’s not how clocks work.
Cut to, a river. Cut to, sloppy Phil crossing a wooden bridge the width of one car. Last we saw Phil, he was coming to murder Susan. I mean, he was going to take a walk in the woods. The woods where he will hide Susan’s remains. After he murders her.
As Susan carefully carries her chafing dish full of “top notch” cheese puffs to the car, she is witness to some foreshadowing. A car’s tires SCREECH (on a wooden bridge) as a...the hell kind of car is that?
Is that a swan? Is the car embarrassed to be in this movie so it’s sporting a fake logo? It’s possible I’m ignorant (very possible) as I’m not a car guy, but that doesn’t look legit to me. At the very least, it’s some aftermarket...front facing speakers? I don’t know.
Anyway, this guy almost runs over Phil like he’s going to run over Duffy. OH NO! You didn’t guess that’s what was going to happen later? I’m sorry to spoil the surprise. Duffy gets hit by this car. Later.
So car tires squeal on a wooden bridge, Phil almost dies, then he trots on over to Susan and makes small talk about her being a chef. Not a chef, a caterer. Don’t worry. Susan corrects Phil. Because caterers...aren’t chefs? Sorry for all the elipses. Maybe Susan didn’t go to culinary school, but she still cooks. Well, her children cook. Okay, I convinced me. She isn’t a chef.
The printing on Susan’s tag may be crooked. She probably saved money on the printing and then wasted that saved money on her money-losing cheese puffs.
That’s enough small talk. It’s a “big day for my company today,” Susan explains. But, hold on, let’s get some more small talk going. Do you want some water? Susan invites her serial killer in for another glass of water. This is his “my plan is working” face.
Well, that was fun wasn’t it? Another scene, gone by.
Wait, is that an exterior shot of not Susan’s house? I’ll save it for next time. But, I haven’t noticed that before? Next time! But! NEXT TIME!
A New Theory
Hi! Oh. It’s been a while. Hey. I have a new theory on the creation of A Talking Cat!?!
We all know Eric Roberts’ voice work could be easily recreated by a Teddy Ruxpin running low on batteries. In interviews with David DeCoteau, it has been stated that the talking cat’s voice was recorded in 15 minutes. No surprise.
The article also states that David asked Eric if he wanted to do the voice work. And Eric agreed on the spot and rolled off the recording right then and there. But here is what I think happened.
I think Eric Roberts called up David’s voicemail of his own free will and left a rambling trail of nonsense and cat noises. David then said “I can build a movie around this” and had a script written around Eric’s voicemail.
Look. Okay. I don’t actually think that’s what happened. But it doesn’t sound implausible, does it?
Good news, Phil! You're no longer the sloppiest dude.
I'm sorry, did I just make your day?
A Pony Tale: A Live Blog
A Pony Tale, formerly known as A Talking Pony!?!, is streaming on Netflix. Here is a record of my live reaction to the, assumed, horrors I am about to encounter.
Before we start, here are some things I know, or think I know. A Pony Tale is another straight to video movie directed by David DeCoteau under the pseudonym of Mary Crawford. It stars the two horrible adults from A Talking Cat!?!, Kristine DeBell and Johnny Whitaker. Johnny will be providing the voice of the talking horse. Oh, sorry. Spoiler alert. The horse talks. Horse. Not pony. Horse.
And now, we watch.
The Phase 4 Films logo sends chills down my spine.
Directed by Mary Crawford. Why are you even trying to fool anyone, David?
Music is once again by Harry Manfredini, who has fallen so far from scoring Friday the 13th.
Opening stock DeCoteau shot of misty pine tree covered hills, followed by a brand new stock shot of a rock outcropping on a lake I haven't seen before! Movie! You are surprising me!
Another new stock shot followed by old stock establishing shot of the one building DeCoteau uses that hasn't been foreclosed on by the bank. Not a joke.
It's morning, and an alarm clock goes of in a "melancholy" teenager's room. After silencing the alarm, she leaps to the end of her bed, yelling "ah hah" at nobody. She seems confused that no one was hiding at the foot of her bed.
Under the bed? Nope. Pete and Craig should be hiding in her room. Confused? Don't worry. Maybe this establishing shot of a rock face will clear everything up.
The rock face didn't clear up the situation? Certainly this babbling brook will but things in order.
Still no? Maybe spending 20 seconds leering at a conifer will solve the problem.
Now that we understand...no? Okay, how about waves lapping against the lake shore?
Unnamed girl exists her room dressed for the day. If it ever takes me four establishing shots to get dress, it's time to take me to the farm. But not this farm. Or ranch. Or whatever. This movie is going to kill me.
Breakfast is on the table. Perhaps put there by ghosts? "Mom?" No answer. "Is this my birthday? Where is everybody?" If this a post apocalyptic (pony) tale of survival and abandonment, I will be so happy.
Lake shot.
Waterfall shot.
GODDAMIT! You know, you think you've seen everything. I KNEW the pony on the DVD cover wouldn't match the horse in the movie. It was the same with the cats and dogs in DeCoteau's other movies. But the girl! The girl on the DVD cover is, number one, not credited on the DVD cover. But, number two, is NOT the girl in the movie. Holy shit. That. Is. Incredible. For so many reasons.
Trying to focus here. This is just beyond anything that could even make sense.
Okay, we were at some nature shots. Now girl is feeding Horatio the horse. How is he doing? "Doing great." What? We're only 4 minutes in and the horse already talked? Slow it down, DeCoteau. You're going to give me whiplash! You lulled me into a false sense of security with these nature shots.
Oh. It was girl's brother who said that. He was hiding in a shed with her other brother and mom. Because life on a ranch is dull and sometimes you need to make breakfast and then hide to play a bad joke.
I call bullshit, because that was fucking Johnny Whitaker's voice coming out of the horse, not her brother.
The amount of swearing in these updates will only increase.
"I love you sis." "You do?" "Now we're the big happy family you always wanted.." Okay, okay. This is most certainly a dream sequence.
Apparently the ranch is close to bankruptcy. I learned this due to clumsy narration on Girl's part. But, don't worry. They won the lottery? So a dream sequence.
Yep, it was all a dream. If your dreams have dull establishing shots of the woods, you should seek the help of a professional immediately.
Pete and Craig are in Girl's room putting shaving cream on Girl's face. Because they are geniuses. Girl is also their step-sister. Oh, DeCoteau! You and your unconventional family units!
Plot. Ranch is in trouble. Ranch is being sold today. Establishing shot.
Establishing shot.
Juliette! We have a name! Or Jules. Goddammit, they're arguing about what to call her. Just give us someth...whatever. I'm calling her Girl.
"Miracles are possible if you put your mind to it." Let's check the dictionary on that. Oh, nope! Wikipedia say "a miracle is an event not ascribable to human power or the laws of nature and consequently attributed to a supernatural, especially divine, agency." Sorry. Your human mind power can't help you here.
I can't make fun of establishing shots anymore. It takes up too much time.
Brothers are...posing for each other on the porch. Like brothers do. Oh, sonofabitch! I just realized. This is Cinderella! Fuck you Sebastian Dinwiddie, screenwriter of A Pony Tale.
Backstory. Ranch belonged to Girl's father. Father died. Enough backstory.
Mr. Beetle is coming from the bank to help suss out the options and plot plot plot. Time to watch a montage of a horse trotting around!
Enter Mr. Beetle and Wesley. Mr. Beetle plans to turn the ranch into the biggest mall in America. This tiny house connected to a single horse stall will become the biggest mall in America. I guess they're going to build up, not out.
Car drives in silence for a minute or two. Because we're going for realism here.
I tried not to beat up on the young actors in A Talking Cat!?! too much because they were doing their best. The parents in the film were much worse actors. Can't be said here. Congrats, Wesley. You get the worst acting award.
And then, Mr. Beetle and Wesley hit a deer (that we don't see) with their car. And a slide whistle goes off to indicate that they made contact. Or a penguin fell down someplace.
I saw Her today and really liked it. There was a group of four ladies in the front row who represented four generations of the same family line. Aside from talking, giggling, and playing on their phones throughout the entire film, afterwards I heard them say it was the worst movie they had ever seen. I wish I were that naive sometimes.
Stepbrothers come out of nowhere to get their money back. Okay, there is a running gag where Girl keeps tricking them out of their money. It's the same style of idiotic tricks that are written into A Halloween Puppy to deal with bullies. Which wasn't written by Sebastian Dinwiddie, but Andrew Helm. Hmm.
GODDAMMIT! You assholes and your pseudonyms! Sebastian Dinwiddie is a name from a bit by Abbott on Costello in a movie called The Naughty Nineties. The bit revolved around the unusual name Sebastian Dinwiddie. Sebastian Dinwiddie, in IMDB, only has 3 movies to his name.
Ladies and gentleman. I make claim that Sebastian Dinwiddie is Andrew Helm. Your horribly scripted logic puzzles gave you away, Helm! I gotcha! I gotcha!
I've been blogging for an hour and am only 18 minutes into this garbagefest. I need to pick it up or I will surely drown in garbage.
Jules tricked her stepbrothers out of their money and is hiding. Which will lead to a "magical horseshoe" dropping on her head. Any minute now.
Stepbrothers leave. Because why would you look in the only shed on the property that is five feet from you?
And, Girl is hit by horseshoe. Knocking her down. This calls for a long panning shot of some woods.
Now for a hilarious bit from Mr. Beetle about why anyone would put a deer crossing sign where people would drive. Oh, Mr. Beetle. You're so out of touch with the country.
"Kim. That's short for Kimberly, isn't it?" Quite the intuition you have there, Mr. Beetle! Please! Don't waste your brain powers on us mortals! The universe needs you!
Really hoping Kristine DeBell and young Wesley get to have a scene alone together. Then we'll really see what acting isn't.
As Juliet awakes, Horatio the horse explains that the lucky horse shoe knocked her out. Because now he's talking. Do I have the patience for this?Juliet and Horatio have a conversation that amounts to nothing.
Girl and Horatio could delve deeper into human/animal relations, but instead we see a horse grooming montage. Nothing says "you're an intelligent creature on the same level as me" like putting a saddle on said creature and riding it.
If we ever make contact with aliens, I'm sure the first thing we do will be to ride them.
Haha, confused by what "green thumb" means! Oh, Mr. Beetle. You are tooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much.
Juliet and Wesley meet and fall in love. Or will fall in love. That'll be an annoying little plot to follow. Wesley will show he is falling in love by getting stuck in the rain and falling apart. Because he is cardboard. His acting is like cardboard.
Mr. Ed jokes. OW! My eyes almost fell out from the rolling.
On the plus side, Johnny Whitaker's voice is crisp and clear. Unlike Eric Roberts' in A Talking Cat!?!
Now Wesley gets in on fooling the dumb stepbrothers with bullshit logic that comes in a book of brain teasers for two year olds.
50 minutes left. Praying for another 15 minute credit sequence.
Girl brings Horatio around to see Mr. Beetle, to try and save the farm. Because he's a talking horse! But, surprise, only she can her him! How confusing for Girl.
HORATIO ENJOYS LONG WALKS IN THE WOODS! Just like the dad from A Talking Cat!?! I'm pretty excited by that.
Horse tells jokes. There is confusion about why everyone else can't hear the horse. Horse grooming montage.
And Girl is riding the horse again. Because when the chips are down and your beloved ranch is about to be sold, you dick around like everything is normal. Also like the horse you're riding didn't talk to you.
This is a bad movie. Don't know if you gathered that yet.
More Girl talking to horse and people think she's talking to them humor. I'd put quotations around humor, but I already used my quotation marks up.
Wesley is catching on to Girl's predicament. And they will bond over it.
Mr. Beetle is about to take his deal and leave, but his back is thrown out! Thank goodness! Now he can stick around and they can convince him to buy the ranch, just like they don't want! Wait.
Kim adjusts Mr. Beetle's back. Duck sound.
Another horse montage. There is no Zeus!
I have to admit. I'm not fully watching this, the longest of horse montages. I'm trying to find more proof that Andrew Helm is Sebastian Dinwiddie.
I'm only commenting on the important stuff now. Okay, okay. Girl is telling Wesley about all the tricks her stepbrothers play on her. Like the time they tied one of her feet to the bed and put her alarm clock just out of reach! Oh, but wait! Flashback! Now we get to see what she just described! Alarm goes off and she...turns it off. And then trips on the rope she is tied to. That's...that's not what you just described. That's...what is happening?
Now Girl is hitting Wesley with a magic horseshoe so she can her Horatio. Sorry, sorry. I said I'd only comment on important stuff. This is just horrible plot nonse...oh, wait. Now that Wesley is knocked out, he is having a dream where he's conversing with trees and gross. Show me more of that. No, don't wake him up and go back to the plot. No, stop it movie! Just stop. Stop it all. Just, no more.
23 minutes left. Is hoping for 20 minutes of credits too much?
After Mr. Beetle's back adjustment, he and Kim are in love. Or something close to it. Because nothing needs to makes sense. It's just a movie, after all. It's something you watch between sleeping and pooping. Why put any effort into it?
Wesley fell asleep after Horatio talked to him. The only way to wake him up is with a kiss. Again, see above explanation about the futility of not needing anything to make sense ever in anything.
They can't hit everyone in the world on the head with a horseshoe, so they can hear Horatio. Also, "maybe there's a limited amount of magic in the horseshoe." Making. So. Much. Sense.
I need a million little Dutch boys to fill these plot holes.
I want to murder everyone. Not just the people in this movie. I can't take much more of this nonsense.
Surprise! The ranch was sold! Surprise! Mr. Beetle had a change of heart! Now he's changing the place into a spa ranch thinger. So, thank goodness, the horse saved the ranch! Or, no. No. The back adjustment saved the ranch. The talking horse was unnecessary. THE TALKING HORSE WAS UNNECESSARY!
Please leave your doors unlocked, everyone. I will be over to murder you soon.
And we end on a horse montage. Goodnight, everyone. Sleep with one eye open.
Wait one fucking second here. What is this shit? You lazy fuckers. You changed the title at the beginning but not the end?
I hate everything now.
Horrible, terrible, tragic news, everyone. The magic is gone. That's right. A Talking Pony!?! have been renamed A Pony Tale. I'm so so sorry. I'm just...I don't know. I know I'm breathing because my lungs are moving, but I feel like I'm suffocating. This is a dark dark day.
Came From Somewhere To Say Something
Terrible mother Susan returns from...I don't know. Someplace at least 5 minutes away. More than 5 minutes, actually. When we see Susan driving, she is literally (yes, for real literally) in the middle of nowhere. Because this is California, I will assume it took her at least 35 minutes to get home from wherever. So why has Susan come all this way?
We won't find out until Susan screams "Tina" a few times before she gets inside the house. Now we're in a hurry, film? You can't wait the 5 seconds for Susan to get in the house? Remember how you just wasted three minutes of our time showing a car driving with no context or dialogue? Do you remember that, film?
Luckily, Tina is inside the house. She's just taking the cheese puffs out of the oven because mom runs a catering company and forces her children to do the cooking. Terrible mother Susan.
Susan was with the investors serving breakfast. And now she's back for more food. Economically speaking, it makes a lot of sense to drive 35 minutes each way to get the food you('re children) cooked at your home and bring it back between meals.
Now let's remember, Susan isn't meeting with investors. She's hitching her star to a toy company that is meeting with investors. If the investors put money into the toy company, that means big catering money from the toy company. I didn't really need to explain that. We all know the big catering budget most toy companies have. It's common knowledge that their catering needs can keep a single parent household afloat.
This scene is so goddamn insane! The cheese puffs, which will be mentioned 100 more times throughout the movie, are "top notch" in Susan's opinion. Quality ingredients and such. In fact, Susan is "losing money on those cheese puffs." Losing. Money. On. Cheese. Puffs.
"You have to spen-d money to make money," Susan follows. To which Tina, the smartest dumb person in the film, says, "to maybe make money." Losing money on cheese puffs. That's like losing money by spitting on to a fire hydrant. You don't. It doesn't make sense. None of this makes a lick of sense.
Here is my big question. Is the toy company not paying Susan? Is her payment the chance of catering for them if they get investors? That's what it seems like. I'm not saying Susan doesn't deserve to be treated poorly. She does. But that's a dick move, toy company.
Anywho, Susan tells Tina to stick around in case the investors have any special requests. Which is a normal thing to say. Personally, when I'm at a catered luncheon, I like to approach a caterer and gently whisper "Hey, how about you get your daughter to whip me up something special." Win-win. Either you get a special treat or you get punched and then you can sue.
This stupid movie.
Driving Me Crazy
When we last left Phil, he told his investment banker that we was going for a walk in the woods. Cut to...
...a car! Guess Phil decided to drive instead of walk. That's not the worst scripting issue we've run into for A Talking Cat!?! So Phil drives.
And drives.
And drives.
Jeez, Phil. Were you really going to walk all this way to your neighbors? Phil finally arrives at...
...whoops. Sorry. Still driving.
And driving. Did I mention this scene has no dialogue? Anyway, still driving.
And driving.
And driv...oh wait! Phil made it! He finally arrived at Susan's house! So Phil get's out of the car and...
...TWIST! It was Susan the WHOLE TIME! That's one minute and twenty-two seconds of silent establishment for someone who (A) was not in the previous scene and (B) was never established at another location. We didn't know she had to get back from somewhere because we didn't know she was somewhere else! So why do we need to see Susan driving back for a minute and twenty-two seconds? This makes no sense! This is pre-Filmmaking 101.
If you give a rhesus monkey a choice between this scene and a wire mother, it'll chose the wire mother.
Anywho, Phil is somewhere in the woods coming to murder Susan. It's a good thing she got back home from wherever so she can be murdered.
A Talking Pony!?! isn't out yet. But you can see quite a bit of it in this demo reel.
Where do we start?
"Ok, so. Mr. Financial Adviser. Where do we start," says Phil with the finesse of someone who has never had a conversation in their life. Phil is on the phone, so we can't visually tell who he's talking to. Luckily, instead of saying Fred or Derek or Nevin, he says "Mr. Financial Adviser" so we know exactly what this person's role in society is.
Unless Finanzielladviser is a German last name. In which case, I am being ignorant.
"So where should I invest," continues Phil. Thank goodness we know who he is talking to or we would be totally lost. Invest? Who do you talk to about investments? Hot dog vendors, maybe? Bell hops? Perhaps very smart bats.
After saying "nah...nah...uh-huh" and shaking his jowls around like a dog shaking a colostomy bag filled with mashed potatoes, Phil gets excited about investing in a toy company. He responds "I don't care" to an unheard comment. The comment from Mr. Finanzielladviser is probably "I mentioned the toy company as a joke. It would be a terrible investment."
Then Phil drops the mic on the argument with the phrase every debate student should learn. "I have a lucky cat." Damn, son! You just got taken to school! This dude has a lucky cat!
After squaring that away, Phil calms down and lowers his voice. Menacingly, he tells Mr. Finanzielladviser "it's time for me take a walk in the woods. I got a neighbor to meet." Which is a weird thing to say to anybody. Let alone your financial advisor.
One sided conversation over.
Oh, wait. Phil is talking some more. "Ya...I don't know...Going to see a neighbor." Which is in response to Finanzielladviser saying...I don't know, "are you going to kill your neighbor" maybe?
Young screenwriters, please take note. Even if the audience is only going to hear one side of the phone conversation, please write the second person's dialogue as well. Trust me, it'll help things make some sense instead of none sense.
Next up? A car drives through the hills.
Happy Halloween from @aric
Alternate cover art from @alexjowski. The day has been won. You can all go home.
Magic Puppy: Live Reactions
It's time to watch Magic Puppy, from the writer and director team behind A Talking Cat!?!, and spew out words as they come to me. It'll be terrible.
Opening credits call the movie The Magic Puppy. Which differs from Magic Puppy, A Magic Puppy, A Halloween Puppy, and The Great Halloween Puppy Adventure. This movie has 5 different titles. And you thought it didn't get worse than Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever.
Opening credits use music NOT from A Talking Cat!?! and look semi professional. Except for the random floating Glamour Shots of dogs next to Frankenstein('s monster)s.
Jerk slow motion pan over a model city made of damp cardboard. And, pan down to an establishing shot used in A Talking Cat!?! The one where Phil is quoting Humphrey Bogart.
Kristine DeBell stumbles down the hallway in a POV shot to wake her sleeping son. It is night time. The perfect time to wake someone up to tell them about your day at work.
Pumpkin wipe transition.
Two scenes without a shirtless man. David DeCoteau is losing his touch.
Classic Kristine DeBell. Pausing with a dumb look on her face, assumedly trying to remember her lines.
Enter Eric Roberts, who sticks his fingers in all the donuts he just brought, licks his fingers, and sticks them back in.
10 minute mark. Zero puppies.
Ghost wipe transition.
Ne-CHROME-a-con? It's pronounce ne-al-u-min-ium-a-con, dummies.
The sun is having a heart attack trying to light the actor's faces. Outside.
This kid's 30 year old girlfriend looks like she needs a hit.
Needless to say, this film takes place is the same house used in many David DeCoteau movies.
Cabin casually brought up. Because if you have two locations to use, you need to use them in every film.
Enter the twins. Who are...bullies? Passive aggressive bullies. They look like they might strip at any moment, but don't.
Mom comes out to help her son, and then lets the "bullies" steal the Halloween decorations.
Witch wipe transition.
20 minute mark. Still no dogs.
The entire score is someone vamping on cymbals and the piano.
Roberts and DeBell are working on their relationship. So they're going on a weekend away together. With DeBell's son. And his girlfriend. So all by themselves, except the other people.
Eric Roberts turns in a performance equal to or lesser than that of A Talking Cat!?! Sounds sleepy/drugged.
Son's 30 year old girlfriend is trying to cast spells. Which accidently turns Eric Roberts into...a sleepier Eric Roberts.
The most intense blue filter is being used to represent night time. But that doesn't work when the clouds are solid white.
Night time outside, no blue filter day inside. "Goodnight mom."
And now, 27 minutes in, Eric Roberts become a dog. DeBell call's to her son to look at this. And, in classic DeCoteau fashion, we get to see the son wind his way down the huge stair case and waste our damn time.
Eric Roberts doesn't seem to know he is a dog. Sadly, his mouth isn't being horribly animated. At least the dog is staying in on place without the use of a laser pointer.
Now the family is taking this strange dog along with them on the trip. Because logic.
Why is everyone afraid of these twins? Also, nobody has changed their clothes. It is tomorrow, after all. I think. I can't tell, because it's not night day.
Stock white car driving around scene. I'd say the people in the car are vamping their conversation, but anything made up off the cuff would sound better than this.
Oh my god, this driving scene will never end.
And we arrive a second standard DeCoteau location, the cabin.
This is a kids movie. What kid hasn't dreamed about how an adult relationship on the brink of disaster might change if one of the adults turned into a dog?
More Eric Roberts voice over of him making general discovers about things a dog might think.
Location...3? Mind blown. Inside lives girlfriend's witch friend. Or a hippy.
And the DeBell petting and playing with puppy Eric Roberts scene is where the sex would go in a non-kids DeCoteau film.
No grown woman should be wearing this many beads.
And back to petting Eric Roberts.
45 minutes in. Still no shirtless boys.
I can't believe there are 35 minutes left.
Time to talk about why Eric Roberts hasn't found it way to the cabin. This will, in all likelihood, last for 35 minutes.
You guys! Quit talking about Eric Roberts! He's right over there! And a dog! Yikes! You guys are going to be sooooo embarrassed.
Eric Roberts doesn't want to go to the pound because he has a family already. Which explains why he is dating someone. Wait a sec...
More petting Eric Roberts action. Also, Kristine DeBell just ate some grass.
You guys! Every religion and tribe regards this time of year as sacred! I believe it, because I heard it from a hippy who pretends to be a witch in a kids movie!
Through nonsensical logic, the boy and 47 year old girlfriend figure out they turned Eric Roberts into a puppy. How do you reverse a spell? Say the same spell...backwards! There is your magical antidote to any spell cast on you.
This magic effect is the same one used when Duffy is saved (dies for our sins) in A Talking Cat!?!
So now we have 24 minutes of trying to turn Eric Roberts back into Eric Roberts.
Now everyone needs to go BACK from the cabin to the first house to turn Eric Roberts back. But they have time to stop at some haunted houses along the way. Along the deserted road in the country where they are the only car for miles around.
A Talking Cat!?! was a delight of massive horribleness. This movie is a bland dull bad that is tough to watch.
One hour in, no shirtless fellas.
Oh no! I forgot. Since they're going back to the first location, they have to show the car driving and "ad lib" conversation again for five minutes.
Whoa, a shot of cars driving in the city! That's new and slightly exciting.
Ghost wipe back to the first house.
Oh no! The twins left their haunted house on the off chance they'd find someone running around with an old spell book. Logical!
If boy wants the book back, he has to go through the twins' haunted house! Oh no?
In the haunted house? Gravestones. Couch with sheet on it. Child's drawing. Rubber bat. Cotton spiderwebs. Plastic spider. Chair with sheet on it. More cobwebs. Cowboy and gorilla. Cowboy and gorilla.
Oh no! That old hippie lady was Cindy from the Brady Bunch.
Synopsis of 50 year old girlfriends most recent movie: A Christian girl goes off to college for her freshman year and begins to be influenced by her popular Biology professor who teaches that evolution is the answer to the origins of life. When her father suspects something happening, he begins to examine the situation and what he discovers completely catches him off guard. Now very concerned about his daughter drifting away from the faith, he tries to do something about it.
From witchcraft to young Earth Creationist propaganda in two films. That'd make anyone's head spin.
60 year old girlfriend scares cowboy with magic. Cowboy hides behind gorilla. They retreat.
BLUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUE FILTER!
And Eric Roberts is Eric Roberts again. With...12 minutes left in the movie. With 5 minutes held over for credits, we still have 7 minutes of bullshit left.
Eric Roberts is moving his neck around like a velociraptor. I'm not handling this well.
Oh, 70 year old girlfriend finally kissed the young boy. Because they weren't girlfriend/boyfriend this whole time.
And now, 9 minutes of credits. 9 minutes? There is no god.
That's it. The end. Do not watch Magic Puppy. Seriously. No shirtless guys. What's the point?
Magic Puppy, formerly known as A Magic Puppy, A Halloween Puppy, and The Great Halloween Puppy Adventure, is now streaming on Netlfix with its new dog, poster, and tagline. This Halloween, unleash the IMPAWSIBLE with Eric Roberts.
Magic Puppy is written by the same writer as A Talking Cat!?! I could have used a bunch of sarcastic quotation marks there, but I didn't.
In The Darkness
Night falls on A Talking Cat!?! How do we know it's night? Because a dark blue filter is put over the scenes shot during the day. This is a cost cutting measure done by movies in the 1960s. 1960s. For an outside shot it isn't the worst. If I'd have fallen off of a skateboard in the last ten minutes, I might believe that that isn't the sun hidden behind some clouds. Let's see if this self delusion and head injury combination helps for an inside scene.
Oh no! Someone call a doctor! Everyone is dying! How did this happen? Probably Susan's food. She is as terrible a caterer as she is a human being.
Oh, wait. Maybe everyone isn't dying, but let's stop for a second and consider the lighting in this scene. If blue is used to indicate darkness, then Susan, Trent, and Tina are sitting around in a completely dark house with no lights on. Aside from the glaring sunlight coming in through the back window. Moonlight! I meant glaring moonlight.
With this blue filter technique, blue represents darkness. This is so the audience can see what is going on but the actors are supposed to pretend that they are in the dark.
Tina is looking at her computer. Trent is supposedly watching TV. These are light sources. But everything is blue. I mean, this whole film is lazy. But this is really lazy. Really really lazy. There is so much real nighttime! At night! Hours of it, in fact! Use some of it instead of none of it. Or set the goddamn scene during the day!
What's this scene about? Everyone is horribly sick and Susan is on a call about a catering job. This job is for a toy company. Or a meeting for a toy company. This toy company is meeting with investors and wants things catered by a single mom with one oven.
If Susan can trick this toy company into thinking she's competent, then she'll have a permanent job catering for them! During investor meetings, I guess. Which happen once a year. Shh, don't think about it.
Anywho, Susan is giddy and once again uses her kids for labor. This is a sustainable plan. Trent, the kiss-up, tell his sister that she "better not mess this up for mom like you messed up your face." Susan doesn't hear this. She is all the way in the kitchen.
Duffy, the talking cat, appears for some reason. Tina begins talking to Duffy quietly about previous events, to which Susan replies "are you talking to me?" Dammit, Susan! Are you in the kitchen or not? Either hear nothing or hear everything. This kitchen sound logic is driving me crazy.
Which brings another scene, where at least 50 things are wrong, to a close.
Oh, wait. First Susan makes Tina take Duffy outside, which she does. We cut to another fake moon shot and then cut back to Duffy and Tina INSIDE for another 30 seconds before going on to the next scene. Because that's how inside and outside work. Now the scene is over.