So you’ve had some extra time on your hands lately, been cooped up in your inheritted Victorian mansion, and as you’ve watched the waves crashing onto the bleak beach below the cliff upon which your abode is perched, you’ve gotten to thinking that there’s only one sure-fire way to spice up your life: inviting 10 eccentric strangers to your house to be systematically killed off in creative ways until only one remains (or none, or two, or whatever—it’s really up to you). You spend weeks planning for the event—purchasing crossbows, recording creepy personalized video messages for the guests, making sure the kitchen staff knows to make that delicious raspberry tart that you like—and now the big day has finally arrived. The guests have all pulled up in their Studebagers or horse-drawn carriages or what have you…but what’s this? Oh no, they’re all standing around awkwardly in the entryway, not talking to each other! And you’ve suddenly forgotten how to speak the language and can only utter the phrase “urnmff”, which wasn’t the sinister greeting you were hoping for. This is worse than that time at junior prom when you got stuck holding all the popular girls’ purses so that they “wouldn’t get stolen”! You’re tempted to just start the inventive murders now to end the humiliation, but that giant Rube Goldberg machine that you rigged up isn’t set to go off for another 24 hours, so you’re stuck trying to entertain the guests until then. But don’t panic! There is one easy way to appease your guests—have them bond by watching a series of movies about other maniacal billionaires who play psychological games with their visitors. Here are 5 such movies to get the party started.
Monthly Archives: October 2012
Hey all, it’s going to be a short post this week because I’m kind of ill…actually, the ridiculous volume of Emergen-C that I’ve consumed over the past few days has done a pretty good job of suppressing my cold, but I’m still going to use it as an excuse to be lazy for a couple more days.
I do at least want to share this music video because it’s the best thing I’ve seen in ages. Yesterday I burnt my pizza while I was watching this because I was too absorbed to check the oven. Then I took out my burnt pizza, ate it, watched the video again, and had no regrets.
I’ve known of Menomena’s existence for awhile, but I’d never really listened to their music until they lured me in with this clever music video for the song “Plumage” (off their latest album, Moms). Thanks to “Plumage”, I’ve gained newfound respect for both their music and the band members’ ability to pull off waders and an Evil Knievel jumpsuit. Not many people can rock those particular looks, so good work, Menomena.
P.S. I really wish I could have a fast-wardrobe-change showdown with someone in the middle of a desert. I’m adding that to my bucket list.