The Curator of Schlock
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Episode 642: Schloctoberfest 2024 #1 (Crimes of the Future)!
On this week’s show, Jeff Shuster and I discuss the existential provocations of two films called Crimes of the Future, both created by David Cronenberg. TEXTS DISCUSSED NOTES If you are an amazon customer, one way to support this show is to begin shopping with this affiliate link, so that the podcast is granted a small Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #501: Talk to Me
I almost tripped over a severed arm as I made my way over to Waldo, my compatriot in the striped red and white shirt. He was clutching his gut as red started to bleed into the white stripes of his shirt. “I’m dying, man,” Waldo said as he looked up at me with glazed eyes. Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #500: Alien: Romulus
I wheezed in the smoke that filled the room as my faithful companions combatted the goons that had turned the basement of the Museum of Schlock into a fentanyl distribution center. I do mean tooth and nail. Edwige, the kangaroo, was sinking her jaw into the neck of a flailing punk. The smoke began to Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #499: Four Flies on Grey Velvet
I had no idea that the Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, would throw exploding gas pellets to the floor, enveloping the room in smoke as we tried to subdue some fentanyl pushers. I could hear Waldo screaming in the background as gunfire went off. I could see the shadow of Edwige, my Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #498: The Cat o’ Nine Tails
The Revenging Manta, Edwige, Waldo, and I leaped from the elevator, ready for action. There were about a dozen goons wearing gas masks and rubber gloves. They were sorting multi-colored fentanyl pills and filling empty boxes of cracker jacks with them. One of them noticed us and whipped out a Beretta Tomcat. The first shot Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #497: The Bird with the Crystal Plumage
As Edwige, Waldo, Manta, and I rode down the elevator, we had a moment. Waldo took out a pack of Bubblicious. It was the watermelon flavor, my favorite. He first offered a piece to The Revenging Manta, but the ninja vigilante held up his hand to pass on the offer. He offered a piece to Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #496: The Running Man
\Without knowing where in the building the Goose Lord was, I decided that I, the Curator of Schlock, Edwidge the kangaroo, the Revenging Manta, and Waldo should make our way to service elevator. With power restored to the building, we should have been able to get down to the basement and see if there were Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #494: Eye of the Devil
Waldo, the punk that defaced the statue of Carl Weathers, was pleading for his life. The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, unsheathed his sword and handed it to me. “This man has wronged you,” The Revenging Manta said. “Do what needs to be done.” I held the sword, ready to dispense some Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #493: Emergency Squad
With the snarling lioness subdued, I helped Waldo down from the fake tree in the Sheena: Queen of the Jungle exhibit. He was shaking as crouched down. Waldo covered his head with his hands and looked up at me with pleading eyes. “I’m sorry I messed up the statue of Carl Weathers,” he said. “The Goose Lord Continue reading
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The Curator of Schlock #492: Weapons of Death
Weapons of Death “Who let the lioness out?” I asked as Waldo clung for dear life on the fake tree in the Sheena: Queen of the Jungle exhibit. The Revenging Manta, the ninja vigilante of downtown Orlando, stuck two fingers into his mouth and whistled. The lioness swerved around and darted straight for us. The Revenging Manta Continue reading
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