Road Warrior Weekend (and I wasn’t invited?)

So, a few days ago I got an e-mail from Liz at LA Weekly telling me about a bitchin’ party (that I apparently missed).  However, she made the classic mistake of sending me an e-mail somewhere after 4pm.  You see, depending on the day, e-mails during that window are likely to be forgotten as a result of a) the crushing tedium of the workday building up to a sensory-depriving overload or b) early post-work celebratory beers.  So, unfortunately, I forgot all about it until today.  But you are gonna be psyched that I remembered.

Here’s the deal, it’s a weekend-long party in the middle of the desert with people in Road Warrior costumes and much, much more.  They had a functioning Gyrocopter and two Interceptors (painted to match the first two movies) and it sure looks like you could drive them?!  Oh yeah… they had a THUNDERDOME!  I’m not sure if they had a wheel or what transgression resulted in the spinning of said wheel, but based on the pictures, some sweet battles went down in the ‘dome.

Speaking of pictures, check out this cute couple.

Road Warrior Couple from Road Warrior Weekend
Road Warrior Couple from Road Warrior Weekend

On the subject of cute, I think I can explain the tragic oversight that occurred when I wasn’t invited (despite the fact that I have been running a post-apocalyptic website since 1996).  Look at all the pictures.  These people are shimmering, golden gods!  Nary a fat guy to be seen and the ladies are foxes.  I was expecting to see the real life equivalent of Comic Book Guy (from The Simpsons) squeezed into some sort of half-ass Master Blaster costume.  Nope.

Ok.  So.. did I mention the functioning Gyrocopter?  Wait.. yup, I did.  And I mentioned the foxy ladies?  Well then, it sounds like it’s time for this picture.

Gryocopter Babe from Road Warrior Weekend
Gryocopter Babe from Road Warrior Weekend

Trust me.. there is a Gyrocopter in that picture.  Give it another look… don’t worry, it took me about 20 minutes to see it.  Something kept distracting me.

So, I guess you get the gist of it.  It’s like Comicon meets Burning Man, inside the Thunderdome.  Here’s an excerpt from one of the posts:

Road Warrior Weekend wasn’t your typical fandom convention. There were no stuffy hotels, no lines to pile into meeting rooms, no overpriced convention center lunches. Instead, this one-time-only event brought fans of the Mad Max series out to Southern California’s High Desert for a three-day, post-apocalyptic campground party.

And here’s links to all the related posts:

Post-Apocalyptic Party: Road Warrior Weekend Brings Mad Max Fans to the High Desert

Ever Wanted to Drive an Interceptor or Fly a Gyrocopter? You Could Have at Road Warrior Weekend

Road Warrior Weekend Slideshow

Mad Max: Babes and Bikes (if you only click one link, make this the one, you won’t regret it)

Music for the Wasteland: Our Post-Apocalyptic Playlist

So, if this thing goes down again, I better get freaking invited.  Sheesh.. ok.  I’ll hit the gym and the tanning salon first.  Jeez.

Review: Waterworld

Hmm… Halfway through this one, I had decided I was going to tell you guys this, “I expected this movie to suck so badly that I was pleasantly surprised.” This was, however, before I had finished this monstrosity. It came at me with a wicked case of Independence Day-itis. Stupid puns and one liners and ridiculous action ruined it. But, let’s not talk about that, hmmm? Let’s talk about the beginning.
The first 1/2 or so of this movie was even good, I would go as far to say. I mean, sure, it is just Road Warrior on water, but who said that is bad? I mean, I wouldn’t mind seeing Road Warrior of the classroom or something. It also had neat gadgets, and you know what a sucker I am for that kinda junk. I don’t think they thought out all of their ideas very clearly, so you really had to want to believe in the movie. For example, dirt is rare and precious, yet spam is as easy to come by as salt water? Didn’t all that junk sink to the bottom of the ocean?
Now that I think about it, if you were going to compare this movie to the Mad Max series, I would compare it to Beyond Thunderdome. I mean, Kevin is already getting old (and he’s got long hair) and there is no edge or roughness to the movie. It also has the same Peter Pan-ish quality as Beyond. Did anyone else think they ripped off the crazy air balooner character from the sidekick in Road Warrior? I mean, they both operate goofy flying machines and they are completely bonkers.
Anyway… I’m not going to talk about the end of this movie, or the Valdez joke (which was horrendous) , instead I’ll tell you this. If you rent it, pay no more than $1. Then turn the movie off at the first sign of ridiculousness. Well, maybe not the first sign… but if you passed the 1/2 point… it’s all over.

Waterworld (1995)
Waterworld (1995)

Future Kill

From the cover of Future Kill I didn’t know what to expect. Actually, the cover of the copy I got was made of lined paper. But the regular cover looks like a Giger painting. Anyway, I figured it would be aliens and junk. Instead, it was like a cross between Revenge of the Nerds and Road Warrior or something. I thought it was pretty bitchin. Here is my guess on the origins of the film.
It’s the 80’s, DEVO is huge. A couple of geeky kids from Athens want to make a movie. Not only that, but they want to get back at all the fraternity kids who’ve pushed them around. Why not put a bunch of new wavers in the film and have them kick the crap out of a bunch of jocks and preps? Sounds brilliant to me. This movie also had a little gratuitous nudity, which always helps. This movie also had new wave bands up the ass. I mean really good ones. I swear, one of the chicks was the chick from X.
Anyway, rent this movie. Splatter (the villain) is rad, and i think it’s pretty subtle in its ridicule of the Greek system. Of course, Smokey and the Bandit was too cerebral for me.
You know, this movie may or may not be post-apocalyptic… but it is in the future and people dress like new wavers and road warriors. Let’s say I just relax my standards and make it count…

Future-Kill (1985) Starring: Edwin Neal, Marilyn Burns Director: Ronald W. Moore
Future-Kill (1985) Starring: Edwin Neal, Marilyn Burns Director: Ronald W. Moore

Note: This original review was written sometime during 1996-1997, when I was a drunken, twenty-something nincompoop.  I am no longer that person.  Or, that is to say, I am in my thirties now. 😉