The year is 1974 and I want the rustlers, the cutthroat, the murderers, the bounty hunters,

the desparados, the mugs, the pugs, the thugs, the nitwits, the half-woods, the dimwits,

the vipers, the snipers, the con men, the Indian agents, the Mexican bandits, the muggers,

the buggers, the bushwackers, the horn swugglers, the horse thieves, the bull dicks, the train

robbers, the bank robbers, the ass kickers, the shit-kickers, and the podcasters.

Because today we're talking about no-bruxes blazing sacks.

Hello everyone and welcome to a unspooled.

I am Paul Sheer, I am a lover of film and I am a lover of talking about film with my co-host,

the wonderful Amy Nicholson, who is a film critic who writes for The New York Times and

Amy, welcome back to this show, this exploration of Mel Brooks, two weeks in a row, two

Mel Brooks movies, we didn't even know what's happening.

We didn't even know, we didn't even know.

We know it, I would have known if we were doing this show before May 13th, quick little

plug here, if you're in LA, May 13th, I'm getting my tarot red at UCB, that's night, in

public, I'm a little scared, come watch the wonderful, wonderful, wonderful readers and

comedians, Dickie and Hannah are going to be reading my tarot card, I've never had my

cards read, I'm very scared, so please come hold my hand, that's not being in front of

tarot readers.

That is a frightening thing to do in front of people and I may have to go and check that

out myself.

Amy, we talked about Young Frankenstein last week and how beautiful it is and what a great

performance Gene Wilder met on Con gave, and in that conversation there was this debate,

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