Posted on December 27th, 2010 No comments
For our last Mod Movie Monday of 2010 I thought I’d throw in a New Year’s flick that everyone loves. One of the last of the great Rankin/Bass stop-motion animated specials from the golden age of animated toys, here is
from 1976, featuring Red Skelton, Frank Gorshin, Morey Amsterdam, Paul Frees and Billie Mae Richards as Rudolph.
Father Time jets a message off to Santa…Happy, the baby new year, is missing…and if he’s not found by midnight on New Year’s Eve, it will stay the old year forever! Now, I don’t think there are too many people out there that were keen on living 1976 over and over again. Maybe 1956. Anyway, you see the problem. Snow, fog, etc etc…Rudolph is called into action to find the baby new year. Crazy time-related characters and that great old stop animation make it fun post-Christmas flick.
Whip up a cup of hot cocoa (maybe add some Kaluha to it) for this show. And chow down on your leftover Christmas ham and cookies too.
Oh, and by the way swingers, starting next year we’ll have something new and fun for Mod Movie Monday!
-Tiki Chris reporting from under a pile of Christmas gift wrap next to the Tiki Bar at Tiki Lounge Talk.
Posted on December 21st, 2009 2 comments
Ah, the Atomic Age, when spaceships were pie plates and anything with the word “Martian” in it would sell tickets.
I won’t even try to summarize any kind of plot with this flick. It’s something about Martians don’t have Christmas, but Martian kids can watch Earth Christmas shows on the tube, so they want a Santa, or a family with John Payne, or Zuzu’s petals, or a Red Ryder BB Gun or some jazz like that. I don’t know, I was on my third highball 15 minutes into this goop. BUT! There is an amazing version of this sci-fry reel…brought to you by those lovable robots at Mystery Science Theater 3000.
Yes, once again the gang at MST3K has turned a nonsense bunch of images into something very groovy. And of course, there are the cheap, early ’60s sci-fi sets, Martians with things on their heads, stock footage of rockets, and…uh…Santas. Plural.
You’re going to want to pair this fine movie with an equally fine beverage. I think Maddog 20-20 will do. With great writing like, “One false move and your little ho-ho-ho man will be destroyed,” you can’t go wrong.
Thank you to my friend Cat for turning me on to this krazy flick!