Patrick Swayze boxing in white pants. Lots of explodey stuff. Deep profound talk about a man's gotta do what a man's gotta do, which is apparently fight with a GAY GAY GAY posturing fake-fu dude wielding the Pool Cue of Doom. The bad guy calls the good guy's friend a "draft dodger" and wears a hat, whereas the good guys let their 80s locks flow free in the breeze. It must be... Roadhouse!
Save me.
(Yes, I am still at my friend's house.)
Update: to punish them, I watched the Doctor Who episode that was on BBC America tonight. I did not watch the BBC News America show though (motto: "Bow down and worship the BBC News! Worship! Worship!") -- there are limits that I will not cross even to counteract the Patrick Swayze rays.
Update: hey, Kathy readers -- I updated the "Shaolin monk dude" line, as I decided that there really wasn't all that much of a Kung Fu vibe coming from the guy -- more of a "Fame! I'm gonna liver forevah! And do this really fruity 'evil maniac' laugh just to put the cherry on top of this homo sundae." Hey, I call 'em what I see 'em -- a woman's gotta do what a woman's gotta do.
