Guys, I'm meeting junk and watching rubbish.

You better come out and stop me.

All right. This is Dick Miller.

You're listening to Junk Fu Cinema.

Who were these guys? My fellow junkie-ons, I come to you tonight with an important address.

Well, actually, just an episode of junk food cinema, brought to you by FilmSchoolrejects.com.com.com. Dot com.

Dot hail to the chef.

This is, of course, the weekly cult and exploitation film cast so good, it just has to be fattening. I am your host,

Brian Salisbury, the representative from the state of denial,

and I'm joined as per usual by my friend and co-host.

He's a novelist.

He's a screenwriter, a lieutenant of Megaforce, the man who never met a caucus he couldn't

satisfy Mr. C. Robert Cargill.

Hail to the chief.

He's the chief.

We all say hail to.

It's because he's so clean, apparently, is why we said.

I never knew that's why we said hail to the chief.

You learn things every day from movies, as it turns out.

Indeed.

Oh, guys, if you want to hear more witty repartee like that, you can find our entire

back catalog on iTunes, on Sprinker, pretty much anywhere that you cram things in your earholes.

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