Ah, yes, the Nazi zombie. One of cinema’s greatest villains. Since these nazi zombies are buried under the snow, and snow is crystallized water; do they count as Aquatic Nazi Zombies? Jury’s still out on that one.
Here at Gimorozo, we consider ourselves Film Connoisseurs (who some times have to look up big words in the dictionary). We realize not everyone has the time nor the mental capacity to wade through all the crap out there and find what’s really worth watching–that’s why we get paid the big bucks. We also love awesome fights. So, may I present Undefeatable’s final fight scene?
I was a bit unsure how to categorize this masterpiece. It is a self-portrait on a styrofoam canvas! This is almost as exciting as those wacky Amalgam comics–Wolverine mixed with Batman!?!? That’s crazy!
Anyway, this is more-or-less how I feel after a day at work. After doing rourtine, automatonesque busywork I am depressed, angry, and have pit-stains. I also lost a tooth.
Also, I got a new camera, so these things should start coming out a lot better (picture-wise…not art-wise).
Ah, spring is in the air, so let’s jump ahead about a decade from our last riveting issue of “Godzilla Movie Poster” and visit Son of Godzilla. This is the heart-wrenching 1967 coming-of-age tale about an illegitimate child trying to build a relationship with his giant, radioactive father. Minilla will do anything to win his daddy’s approval, but will Godzilla even acknowledge his abandoned love-child?
Who cares! This movie blows chunks. Actually, I’ve never seen it, but really, who wants to see a family drama when you could be watching Ninja Terminators? And besides, we both know that you’re only here to see the art of Son of Godzilla anyway. Well, it’s after the jump, ese.
Have you seen anything as beautiful as this trailer? I didn’t think so. I hope to track this one down and add it to my collection of high-class films. I wonder if it’s out on blu-ray yet?
So this is Gimorozo’s 100th post and I’ve got to say, I hate you all.
Why? Because this site was supposed to make me rich beyond my wildest imagination and so far, it’s only cost money. I invest my time and energy into this site and the least you could do is buy me a private jet and a mansion. Is that too much to ask? No, it isn’t.
Could you at least post a comment or two? It would ease some of the pain…but not much, probably.
EDIT: Just kidding. I love you all like you were my own children.
Have you ever wondered what makes America so great? Is it our imperialistic view of the world? Is it our government giving free money to giant corporations with disfunctional business models? Is it Paris Hilton?
No, it’s none of the above (although that all goes a long way towards making this great nation what it is). Dear friends, THIS is what makes America great. Our love for food. This Is Why You’re Fat documents our love for food and our elevation of cuisine from merely a necessary tool in the battle for survival to a gluttonous art form.
Let’s strike up the chorus! “O, beautiful for spacious skies…”
What’s this? The perveyors of Gimorozo art like zombies as well as Batmen, kangaroos, and robots? Wow, such a high-class site we have here! Hope you’re hungry, cuz I know I sure am!