Showing posts with label Private Resort. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Private Resort. Show all posts

21.5.11

Terribly Awesome!: Private Resort


Totally drained after a week of working your ass off for the weekend? Sounds like it's time for a camp-out! And no, we ain't talkin' s'mores, sing-a-longs and psycho killers. (Although, they may very well make questionable individual appearances.) What we're really talking about getting in touch with your guilty pleasure zone. Every third Saturday, Emily (our resident camp connoisseur) will lead you through one of the best of the worst movies of all-time. It's gonna be awesome—and terrible!—all at the same time!

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PRIVATE RESORT (1985)

With Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides hitting theaters this weekend, I'm sure a lot of you will be yo-ho-ing your way through your Saturday afternoon, daydreaming about throwing on a corseted frock and a feathered hat and chasing after some Jack Sparrow tail. But I've got something you might enjoy a whole lot more—if you can find it at your video store (if pirating was only about rhymes, I'd the biggest and baddest of all-time!).

Before Monsieur Depp (I think we can call him that considering how much time he spends avec le francais these days) jumped down from Jump Street, became Tim Burton's male muse and made guyliner, man-tans and dirty dreds Oscar nom worthy, he was just another 80s sidekick, looking for his big break. After starting off on what I would call a totally high note (the sweater vest-rockin' love interest in the original A Nightmare On Elm Street), the man hit rock-hard beach bum bottom with a totally ridiculous tropical-getaway sex comedy. And that totally ridiculous tropical-getaway sex comedy is Private Resort.


*WARNING: If the thought of seeing Johnny Depp's beach bum makes you feel faint, look no further!*