Black Sheep, where Chris Farley’s brother is running for governor and David Spade has to be like “Chris Farley imma make sure you don’t go all nuts during this campaign.” Well, here’s the British B-movie version of that, about how “an experiment in genetic engineering turns harmless sheep into blood-thirsty killers that terrorize a sprawling New Zealand farm.” Still not as scary a premise as “perverted campaign staffer lurks around field in laser costume trying to fuck sheep and releases a video of it, to help the campaign.” [Huffington Post]
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This movie looks fucking awesome.
Those Kiwis sure know how to make a good British movie. (There’s vikings there, right?)
Animated GIFs or GTFO.
WOnkette you owe me a new monitor as I spit my delicious sweet Fourbucks coffee onto my screen.
In Soviet New Zealand, sheep fuck you.
A pretty scary thing to show to a New Zealand kid, because the sheep outnumber the humans there about 3 : 1.
Today we are all dead shepherds.
[re=507895]Lascauxcaveman[/re]: That’s 15 to 1. Hope this helps.
Sshhh. Have to watch with the sound muted, lest my officemates push the panic buttons under their keyboards. Just what is it with peaceful, benign, lovely creatures and things, like sheep, dolls, puppets, birds, etc., etc., that inspire Hollywierd to turn them all into serial killers and political foes? What next, creepy little candies, machete-wielding little baby shoes???
An unrecorded bluegrass musical response to 2:26:
How Can I Love Ewe If You Won’t Go Away?
I gotta tell you darlin’
About what’s on my mind,
Your biggest fear’s been realized,
I know it isn’t kind.
I see her almost every night
before I go to sleep
Don’t ask me why I’ve fallen for
this sexy little sheep.
Chorus:
How can I love ewe?
Of course I know it’s wrong.
But she bats her eyes and all I think is:
Ram-a-lamb ding-dong!
I’ve always loved in-species
till now, what can I say?
But how can I love ewe,
if you won’t go away?
I think her name is Daisy,
and she loves me as I am.
So in my dreams she is my love,
and I’m her loving ram.
Chorus:
Killer O’Connor/Rice-style guitar break:
You take the house, the car and stuff.
I’ll leave a broken man,
and find a way to be with her.
We’ll make some other plan.
I never meant to hurt you,
I liked our little home,
But things have changed–I love her now.
Leave us the flock alone.
Chorus:
Bloody hell, I wet meself.
“Sombody’s shearing them.” Those are some wooly vadges.
[re=507933]IgnatiusReilly[/re]: No, this is a wooly vaj, and not particularly safe for work…
I have seen this film, and it is exceptional. Not British, though.
Yay! It’s remake of “Shorn of the Dead”!
Aussie, spotting a kiwi having it off with one of his prize critters: “Oi, in Austrylia sheep are for shearin’!”
Kiwi: “Well I ain’t shearin’ this one with you or anybody else!”
Somehow, I doubt this movie ends with James Cameron moving us all to tears by saying “That’ll do, Pig, that’ll do.”
[re=507895]Lascauxcaveman[/re]: [re=507904]doloras[/re]: 1:15 is pretty close to 2:26….??!!!?1
Haha, “violence of the lambs”, now that’s funny!
i didn’t see any black sheep in that flock. they all looked pretty white to me.
[re=507981]slappypaddy[/re]: Plus the title insults Michael Steele. (Hey, Rahm wanted to call it Black Fuckin’ Sheep . . .)
Mel GIbson’s comeback: Black Sheep meets Braveheart = GOLD!!
Fiorina’s campaign just released the commercial in Spanish:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Su-mcPINFAI
When the Sheepocalypse arrives, I for one will gladly welcome our woolly overlords.
[re=507954]Jim89048[/re]: You cannot trick me into looking at that photo a third time.
[re=507957]jimmynail[/re]: Yeah, I concur; everyone Netflix it.
Tis night on the prairie and night on the plain,
And all is still — no sign of rain –
And all is peace, and deep in his teepee
The red man sleeps and his squaw is sleepy;
The red man snores with the red man’s cunning;
But hark, what’s that? tis the sound of running.
This the sound of rushing, of hurrying feet,
And hark, what’s that? tis the sound of bleat;
…
The Indian Brave is roused from sleep;
“Run for your life boys, here come sheep!”
– Sarah Binks, Sweet Songstress of Saskatchewan
[re=507957]jimmynail[/re]: So, did those of us who saw the movie before the ad came out get to act like we are so past this latest craze? Yeah, were really into demon sheep too. In, like, [i]two thousand fucking seven[/i].
Black Sheep only slightly made me want to bleach my brain. Meet the Feebles had a much greater bang for the New Zealand dollar.
now I’m scared of my sweaters
[re=507898]Advocatus_Diaboli[/re]: Dead Shepards is the new name of my band.
That movie looks fucking beloved little angel.
:::A-Hem:::
Point 1: Allow me to point out that this filmclip PROVES that, when British Mutant Killer Sheep ATTACK, you NEED good, reliable bolt-action high powered RIFLE (from appearances, a Remington Model 70) to DEFEND your Home and Hearth.
Your LIE-Brul tactics — e.g., throwing brie and crackers, or warm merlot, at said KILLER sheep — simply WILL NOT WORK.
Point 2: Artistically, “Night of the Lepus” (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0069005)was a much better “film.”
Point 3: Despite Point No. 3, supra: Tom Campbell’s cameo desired an Oscar nod for Best Supporting Actor In A Ruminant Role. (The Fookin’ Academy never honors True Talent.)
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