This *should* have been an absinthe dream...
Or at least a peyote vision. So I'm watching the end of Route 666, or, more rightly, fast-forwarding to the "The Scene" and to all the nice Sammy stuff and I realize...hey, this is an old tape. It not only has flashes of culinary villainess Sandra Lee and her stupidly clad puddin' cups, it also has from six or seven years ago, the end of what must have been a made for TV movie...about Leprechauns which also, somehow, starred Whoopi Goldberg. Yeah. And Randy Quaid as the leading man. Um. And it's one in the morning and I'm watching this shite and wondering what the hell was happening in 1999 that we thought we could get away with Whoopi Goldberg as some kind of play on the Morrigan...I mean, THE frigging MORRIGAN, with scary, purplish ears who has a HORRID Irish accent and...aaah.
So. It's basically Fairies (the princess of whom is named, ugh, you guessed it, Jessica) and Leprechauns trying to play out Romeo and Juliet...but nobody dies. And yes, did you even have to ask, Colm Meaney is the king of the leprechauns. With bad pre-LOTR sizing effects. And everybody is always kissing. I'm all for that, but all the time, Mickey (the leprechaun) is puttin' his moves on the willing Jessica...
They had real people in this movie, Roger Daltrey, Zoe Wanamaker, Kieran Culkin, Phyllida Law. And yet. INSANITY. I just...thought...sigh, you should know.
So. It's basically Fairies (the princess of whom is named, ugh, you guessed it, Jessica) and Leprechauns trying to play out Romeo and Juliet...but nobody dies. And yes, did you even have to ask, Colm Meaney is the king of the leprechauns. With bad pre-LOTR sizing effects. And everybody is always kissing. I'm all for that, but all the time, Mickey (the leprechaun) is puttin' his moves on the willing Jessica...
They had real people in this movie, Roger Daltrey, Zoe Wanamaker, Kieran Culkin, Phyllida Law. And yet. INSANITY. I just...thought...sigh, you should know.