Last Lives

Hydrogen: Shoot the hostage! SHOOT THE HOSTAGE!

Hydrogen: The police chief seems to have a pretty tenuous command grasp on the local police department of Hair Triggy Gulch, AL.

Trillaphon: All of the cops in this movie make Chief Wiggum look like Commissioner fucking Gordon. They roll up to the scene of the bloodiest massacre in the town's history at the diner, and instead of talking to the sole surviving witness/victim, they make fun of his clothes and then somehow manage to shoot him in the back of the head while he's totally unarmed.

Trillaphon: Then the chief has to yell "HOLD YOUR FIRE" for the screaming woman hostage in a wedding dress, multiple times, and they still fucking shoot her anyway.

Hydrogen: Maybe the potential multi-million dollar gross negligence lawsuit explains why they let the hero and his bride go at the end despite multiple witnesses and fingerprints linking him to at least three corpses.

Trillaphon: At least with that act of extreme unjustifiable overkill, the movie finally comes to an end. Well, except for the psychic rape baby twist ending, but nobody cares about that.

Hydrogen: All I care about is that the constant flashing white lights finally stopped before I ended up in a permanent waking frothy-mouthed grand mal seizure. Speaking of which, that whole experience reminded me of another video that I barely survived once...I wonder if they'd sync up?

Trillaphon: Actual trigger warning: if you're even distantly related to someone with epilepsy or sensitivity to brain-melting flashing lights, you should skip this video or it will probably put you into a coma.

– Garrett "Hydrogen" Neil and Sean "Trillaphon" Neil (@trillaphon)