Last night we drove for far too long and finally staggered into a room at a Hampton Inn & Suites in West Sacramento, CA. At first, there was good TV — The Daily Show and The Colbert Report — but then I turned off the satan-box for some downtime. Mom complained, saying she needed some mindless background chatter to make her mindless paperwork seem bearable. So I turned it on and went to the SyFy channel.
Phantom Racer was on. What ensued was my drunk liveblogging of it on Twitter.
Some choice tweets:
Above is a literal transcription of her lines in that scene.
Oh, yeah: SPOILER ALERT.
At this point I’m thinking YAY THEY WON MOVIE OVER but then car bubbles back to the surface of the lake and they’re running again. They get to a gas station, which they blow up in order to destroy the car. And guess what?
At this point I stopped watching. It was far past my bedtime, I was tired, and I’d stopped giving enough of a fuck.
However, my comment about SyFy movies being worse than syphilis prompted two pretty awesome replies from Randall Nichols. I share them below.
Accurate. Sharktopus did cause some burning.
In other news: the Hampton Inn & Suites seems to think that Fox is a good neutral news network to show in the breakfast room, and some staff members found my scathing commentary amusing. Also, for a swanky hotel they have a distinct lack of corkscrews.
Today we leave for San Francisco. Onwards to glory!