Hot Dog - The Movie.
Ok, so it's a pretty bad movie by most standards - the gratuitous boob-shots, the bad acting, the awesome (and when I say awesome I mean horrible) 80's soundtrack, and the dated skiing style and gear! Well, it's rad no matter what year it is. While watching this movie last night, I came to the realization that the Intergalactic Pilots are descendants of the Rat Pack. Yes, you heard me: The Rat Pack - that's the group of skiers in the movie that are the locals, the partiers from Squaw Valley, the skiers obviously having the most fun at what they're doing. They have a good time and do stuff racers seemingly should not do if they want to be fast, they cause all sorts of shenanigans, and not in spite of all prior they kick ass and end up with the big Victory in the end - whether that's winning a race or just doing it the right way. They take on the Euro assholes and just show them how it's done....right. Rudy is like Breatherite, and Harkin is...well...take your pick of the Pilots. Sure, the Pilots take racing seriously, but we also realize we do it cause it's fun! We race cause riding bikes is fun. We might even ski race cause skiing is fun. So even in a movie like Hot Dog, there IS something to be (re)learned and it's that life goes to 11!
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