Something is happening….Night Gallery is starting to get better with time. Horrible luck we had before or are we falling for its spell? Either way it’s super easy to set up a woman to murder your whore wife.
369: Night Gallery - 214A - The Different Ones (Live)
Mask In Space! Melted candle wax masks will make you a sexual stud on an alien planet. Lesson learned.
368: TZ1985 - 204A - The After Hours (Live)
Remember the original? Well this time it has more HORROR which turns out makes it worse. Seriously… what were those mannequins wearing??
367: TZ1985 - 202B - Aqua Vita (Live)
I mean…. it was an episode. What happens when your girlfriend becomes a water junkie? You just become an unbearable brightness in the universe. Seriously, let her go. Bang one of the Billy Idol ladies.
366: TZ1985 - 328 - Crazy As A Soup Sandwich (Live)
Was this the genesis for the Dick Tracy movie? Regardless this episode is the semi-mafia vs. demonic popcorn and it’s as stupid as it sounds.
365: Night Gallery - 220A - I'll Never Leave You - Ever (Live)
This episode title applies to the memories Night Gallery has drilled into my brain. They won’t go away. This episode was a slog and I wish we didn’t have to talk about it.
364: Night Gallery - 206A - A Question Of Fear (Live)
Frank Drebin’s Westworld. Oh, what a ridiculous plot twist there. I mean, at least check the goddamn basement.
363: TZ2002 - 131 - The Monsters Are On Maple Street (Live)
They aren’t due this time. They’re already there. Just like they were in the first one so why remove the one word? Watch as Andrew McCarthy pretends he’s a tough guy against Titus Welliver. Doesn’t go so well. Oh, racism too. Military endorsed racism.
362: TZ1985 - 102B - Dreams For Sale (Live)
Meg Foster stars in this…..episode…..You know what? I don’t know what the hell this was. It was barely anything. It wanted to be something but it was not that thing of some.
361: TZ1985 - 201B - A Saucer Of Loneliness (Live)
You can’t convince me Shelley Duvall is a real person. She simply isn’t. Her creation itself is a more interesting science fiction storyline than any of the 85 stories.
360: Night Gallery - 207A - Midnight Never Ends (Live)
HInt: it ends in the waste paper basket. Just like his future kids with his weird clingy wife.
359: Night Gallery - 104A - Make Me Laugh (Live)
358: Night Gallery - 216B - The Late Mr. Peddington (Live)
357: Night Gallery - 103A - The House (Live)
So she was haunting herself and that bothers her somehow? Hey, you found a loophole to lower your mortgage payment. Take the W and enjoy your post-insanity life.
356: Night Gallery - 220B - There Aren't Any More MacBanes (Live)
Imagine the horror…..of being a 53 year old failing at Hogwarts. Must be so embarrassing that you’d summon Zuul to do your killing for you. Oh, plus you’re 4’8”. Maybe it’s best the MacBanes won’t be around to spread their genetic failings.
355: Night Gallery - 209D - Hell's Bells (Live)
It was cute watching Gomez dress up as a hippy and use youthful phrases. Oh, the devil is just some sissy painted red. Hell is tourists.
354: TZ002 - 104 - Dream Lover (Live)
Shannon Elizabeth is the next Meryl Streep in this soft-core porn version of a Twilight Zone episode we all saw cumming. Sorry, coming. Anyway, the lesson is if you don’t mastur your bate then you’ll mastur her bean bait. Or something like that. Cabin in the woods plus Jeep equals fuck off man.
353: Night Gallery - 204C - Marmalade Wine (Live)
What the holy shit was this? Was this a test to see how much bullshit we will tolerate as an audience? If so…. nope.
352: TZ1959 - 303 - The Shelter Redux (Live)
What else can you say about a classic episode that has a Jordan Peele heavey-handed-ness? Turns out not much. It’s a great episode with many flaws. Thin walls. Too long of a sentimental speech about how humans are at the end. Birthday parties that are relevant. Personally, none of my birthday parties have tied into my personal life at all. None. Not one.
351: TZ1959 - 416 - On Thursday We Leave For Home Redux (Live)
On Thursday we bring out our finest Vasoline for those sexy space guys so we can hitch a ride to that awful, green place called Earth.