IS IT JUST LURKING IN THE BACK OF OUR MINDS? or YEAH I STOLE THAT SHIT YO

Some super uncanny parallels all over this mofo, from paint schemes to general critter design. Though I'm sure hours of research could turn the tables on just about any film or story. I guess the take away here is that old Flash Gordan serials are awesome.

HEY YORAM, I CAN'T SEE FUCK-ALL OUT OF THIS RIP OFF OF A VADER HELMET, BUT FINE I'LL GIVE IT A SHOT. MENAHEM SAYS HE WON'T PAY ME IF I DON'T.

Someone else out there gets it. Masters Of The Universe. The film. There are plenty of laughing points to behold in the mish mash of terror birthed onto the world via the mad geniuses named Menahem Golan and Yoram Globus. There's the reedonkadonk glider scenes where Yor: Hunter From The Future almost trumps the film for most scenes involving glued action figures posing as humans, the spectacle that was Billy Barty's disgusting little troll character's sac-like cheeks, Skeletor's flexy skeleton face, Dolph's wonderfully acted lines and his perfect, perfect feathered hair. So much ground to cover. Here's but a taste of its joy. A single sweet blooper deemed worthy of printing to film. Small and silly in the wide scope that this disaster of a movie presents (which the director had the balls to try and dedicate to Jack Kirby), but very nice to see the dude eat his mark. (0:20)