Film

A perfectly cast Nicolas Cage and Sean Connery are a mismatched buddy team for the ages in Michael Bay’s uncharacteristically enjoyable 1996 action adventure The Rock.

John Travolta continues to scrape the bottom with the deathly dull 2019 racing Trading Paint.

With Shania Twain for some reason?

This Nicolas Cage vehicle is g-g-g-rounded until all of the g-g-g-ghosts!

Nicolas Cage has made a LOT of movies. Some of them are pretty crummy, like the overwrought 2019 Southern Gothic melodrama Grand Isle.

In a real change of pace, John Travolta, late in his career, that was not good.

Nicolas Cage. A jaguar and a killer on the loose. A boat. All the ingredients for a goofy good time.

Holy shit is the 2019 H.P. Lovecraft adaptation Color Out of Space a terrifying and terrific masterpiece of cosmic horror.

After making The Cotton Club and Rumble Fish early in their careers, a well-fed Nicolas Cage and Laurence Fishburne reunite for 2019’s pulpy, profoundly silly Running With the Devil.

It’s Christmas in January! 2010’s Hitlertastic The Nutcracker in 3-D has a reputation for being one of the worst and craziest movies ever made. That reputation is correct.

One of you paid me to suffer through the 2017 time-loop Marlon Wayans vehicle Naked, which is like Groundhog Day, but nakeder and terrible.

My journey through the one season non-wonder Backstrom continues with a look at an episode where he solves a murder at a Scientology-like cult.

You know what movie REALLY holds up? The cult classic horror thriller Candyman. What a picture!

I finally got around to watching Child’s Play 2, which is mesmerizingly stupid and a little bit silly.

My journey through the much buzzed-about 2016 drama Vinyl begins with a look at its heavy-handed and underwhelming Martin Scorsese-directed pilot.

The second season of Red Dwarf ends on a high note with the audacious “Queeg” and “Parallel Universe.”

My journey through the forgettable police procedural Backstrom continues with a look at its underwhelming second episode.

You generous fucks made Clint n' me watch the Nicholas Sparks adaptation with the ghost. Seriously. A fucking ghost. In a Nicholas Sparks movie. Christ. (SPOILER)

You kindly sadists had us watch a 1994 video game adaptation that is quite poor, but oh so very 1994 in every conceivable way. 

Cindy Crawford once made a movie that was a big old, non-sexy mistake.

You generous, career-sustaining sick fucks made me watch a movie where Rodney Dangerfield's got five wives—and a whole lot of headaches! No Respect January is proving to be fucking brutal. 

Sigh. 

It's your favorite cartoon characters as you've never seen them before: dourly delivering shrill anti-drug messages in a hilariously off-brand "Just Say No" extravaganza of nightmarish proportions! 

For latest installment of Control Nathan and Clint, you had us revisit the first time the Superman franchise went horrifically awry, Richard Lester’s Superman III, a terrible Richard Pryor comedy that’s just barely a superhero movie and comes alive only when Superman is being a raging, super-powered douche bag.

You guys had me re-watch the 1996 Shaq-as-rapping-genie movie Kazaam and I’m not gonna lie: it broke me a little bit.

You generous monsters made me and Clint watch and talk about the movie where a once-behoved franchise really Nuked the Fridge, metaphorically and of course literally as well. 

You kind-hearted sadists made me and Clint watch The Last Airbender. The phrase "quite poor" does not do justice to just how truly poor it is. 

Oh dear. Where to begin?

With MoMo mania sweeping the nation, it seems like the perfect time to revisit 1985’s Deception of a Generation, an unintentionally hilarious expose about how He-Man, Scooby-Doo, the Care Bears, E.T and Yoda are all trying to turn your children into sassy little Satanists.

The famously terrible 2001 Danny DeVito/Martin Lawrence stinkeroo What’s the Worst That Could Happen is indeed terrible and a real stinkeroo.

For the purpose of a very strange cyber-safety initiative noted bully Garfield became an anti-bullying advocate and Nermal became a fat-shaming asshole as oblivious as he is creepy.

As part of my ongoing, obsessive coverage of Loqueesha filmmaker Jeremy Saville’s life and work, I unearth some of his early Youtube work, including such tellingly titled clips as “The Girlfriend Trainer” and “GayDate.” In a shocking, unexpected turn of events, they’re quite poor and also pretty offensive!

If you thought Vince Offer’s 2013 sketch comedy abomination inAPPropriate Comedy was an abomination, you’re right, but its Vince Offer-heavy prequel, 1999’s The Underground Comedy Movie, is somehow even worse! It’s an Offer you can, and most assuredly should, refuse.

It's a second rate The Godfather parody with Rodney as the Rodfather! Plus, it's a Kevin McDonald vehicle. What's not to love? (a lot, actually) 

You know how everyone says Bright is total garbage? They're being overly generous. 

John Candy Month kicks off with a fond look back at 1989’s Who’s Harry Crumb, a stupid movie for dumb babies.

It all comes down to this! Feld-Month covers Corey Feldman and his scantily clad all-female backing band Corey's Angels' shamelessly entertaining, as well as just plain shameless, Branson, variety-show-style two-hour-plus live extravaganza in Atlanta. It's uh, well, it's something. Just read!

You know how everyone says Bright is total garbage? They're being overly generous. 

In what I can safely deem the biggest disappointment of my life Meg 2: The Trench kinda sucks.

Do you enjoy racism and murder but fear Hispanics? Then boy, do we have a movie for you! A BAD movie, that is!

Fiona Apple’s dad gives an unforgettable performance as a Christmas-crazed killer in Christmas Evil, John Waters’ favorite Christmas movie.

Instead of going to the Gathering of the Juggalos, Insane Clown Posse’s yearly festival of arts and culture I took a little mind vacation to Vista Del Mar with some agreeable gals by the name of Barb and Star.

By the fifth film in the original series, the Child’s Play franchise had gotten ridiculously silly in a most delightful, meta kind of way.

Uh, subs?

Donald Duck is down to fuck in the shockingly horny 1944 animated masterpiece The Three Caballeros.

Charles Grodin Month comes to an end with a fond look back at Clifford, a notorious flop that cast Martin Short as a ten year old boy and Grodin as his apoplectic uncle that went on to find a dedicated cult thanks largely to podcaster Tom Scharpling.

Movies about television month kicks off with a fond look back at the trippy Kristin Wiig vehicle Welcome To Me, a surreal character study about a mentally ill woman who wins the lottery and uses the winnings to live out her Oprah Winfrey fantasies.

Before 48 Hours, Lethal Weapon or Beverly Hills Cop there was Alan Arkin and James Caan in Richard Rush’s wildly influential 1974 mismatched buddy cop cult classic Freebie and the Bean, a weirdly forgotten blockbuster as problematic as it is entertaining.

Here at Nathan Rabin’s Happy Place, it’s 420 every day!

There has, paradoxically, never been a better time to laugh at the idiot apocalypse of Mars Attacks! than now, when the end seems so tantalizingly, horrifyingly near.