Just for fun, I would like to point y'all to a site that features irreverent film reviews. Every Sunday, she rips into one of the oldies or one of the newies.
ALERT: lots of snark, but that's what makes it so amusing doncha know....
It’s A Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, Scientist
Like Hollywood filmmaking, scientific research has grown prohibitively expensive over recent years; and mad science, once a quaint cottage industry, is now the sole province of evil multinational conglomerates or shadowy government agencies. This means that without grants or corporate sponsorship, the criminal misuse of basic and applied research is now beyond the reach of the average small businessman.
As a result, today’s mad scientist is no longer an outcast visionary, no longer a demented genius laboring in secret to avenge himself upon the world. Now he’s just an employee with a 401k. But there was a time, not so long ago, when the typical mad doctor worked out of a one-man laboratory; occasionally assisted by an unpaid university student from Wittenburg or a hunchback on flex time. In that far simpler era, it wasn’t necessary for the fledgling mad scientist to labor in a high-tech facility a hundred feet below Area 51. All he needed was a finished basement, a 220-volt outlet, and the aspiring madman was ready to jump in and start reanimating corpses.
Sadly, those entrepreneurial days are over...
Second ALERT: during the week, she rips up the writers at Town Hall, and other PPPundits of the right. Avoid if you have a right leaning short fuse..
World O'Crap The Ape Man (1943)