a description of the amazing and exciting adventures i have here in baltimore--- and other lies.

 
I love watching the television show MST3K. A group of three mercilessly mock a movie mostly marred by malaprops, but also ailed by woeful writing and atrocious acting.


One day, a similar group may do the same to "The Saddest Music in the World."
This movie tries to do too much. It wants to be a parody of 1930's films, yet cannot bring itself to stop behaving like a poor imitation of anything Sweden has produced. It tried to be ironic, but lacked the ability to relate the audience to any realistic portrayal, and therefore explode it. It had Mark McKinney, trying to spoof Canadians, and doing a worse job behaving Canadian here than he did on SNL. MM, I may add, was, in my opinion, the weakest link in the Kids in the Hall, and that is even considering Bruce McColloch. The movie was too grainy, even as a parody of 1930's films; the shooting weak, and the dialog too stilted. It even failed as a parody of newsreels and documentaries. The love story was stupid.

I have concluded what is, actually, the saddest music in the world: it is the sound of eight dollars leaving my wallet to watch this nonsense.
posted by gregorio at 7:30 PM