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Wow. So what a tournament we ran there in March, huh? That was pretty good, I think. And actually took quite a while to get entirely assembled--Nick and I started watching all those movies months and months ago back during the JCVD Roundtables (there third, and final of which, is tentatively canceled due to the movies that I watched for it being sufficiently covered in various podcasts, and me pretty much being totally over Van Damme at this point (though I was never as committed to the cause as Nick was, really, anyway)). The other sad thing about the tournament movie tournament being over is that now I have to start coming up with original content every week again, until Nick and I think of another gimmick to run (any ideas for any gimmicks out there? Let us know.).

But until we roll out that gimmick (and I'll consider bringing back the book club again this summer as well), I'll fall back on the facet of article writing that has, more than any other, gotten me to sixty-three blog posts in tw0-and-a-half years: slacking. It's even probably disingenuous to call these posts "articles" most of the times, and while I do stand by most of the insights that I've delivered in the past, I've mostly, especially this year, slacked it up quite a bit. I've actually got some things that I plan on writing about, but I'm sensing that I'm not actually going to get to them all (or any of them, really). As a test/motivation, I've scheduled this post to be published at 1:35p.m. Friday (already many hours late), to see if I actually manage to write it by then. If this is all you're reading, than I've failed.

But that up there isn't all that you're reading! Holy Crap! I've actually made it back to the internet before my self-assumed deadline! Crazy... So where was I?

Gentlemen Broncos.

That's right. A movie that if it played in any theaters, they weren't near me (were they all in Utah?). But I watched this a couple weeks ago now on DVD, and I tell you: definitely recommendable. I don't know that I've seen a less marketable movie in my entire life. It's the kind of movie that people like myself and my friends definitely go for, as it hits all these marks about B-fantasy and sci-fi novels, and also the movie adaptations of those novels. But Gentlemen Broncos is so unrepentantly weird and awkward that it stymies any attempt to convince non-nerds to go and see it.

A very strange movie, indeed, though, in it's willingness to follow characters that are all depressing in their own way, but somehow utterly sincere. Which is the final nail in the marketability coffin, since I would argue that GB even blocks attempts to enjoy it ironically. One either watches it and digs its vibe, or turns it off after about eight minutes.

And speaking of half-assing, Gentlemen Broncos hits its B-movie notes so precisely, that it looks like it was made by a bunch of 10 year olds with a camcorder, both in the three films-within-the-film and at the outer layer of the narrative itself. Which makes it that much more confusing. And that much better.

And with those few notes, I'm gonna go ahead and run this, hoping that Nick comments and that we can keep talking about this down in the comments section instead of me just blabbing about it here.