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So a magical crown was forged that would allow those of royal blood to command the golden army if unchallenged.

I am King Balor, leader of the Golden Army. Is there anyone who disputes my right?

And in his throne room, no one challenged his word.

But wait, what if someone could challenge him? You're in love. Have a beer. Yeah. This is film's act.

You're in love. Have a beer.

Yeah.

This is film sack. Oh sure. Hello everybody welcome back to Film Sack. This is Film Sack episode

383. I'm Scott Johnson and we are mining the very depths of film entertainment for all mankind

joining me today Brian is this a Christmas movie done away?

You know I thought about that and I'm gonna go with yes.

All right. Oh hi dearest Del Toro, please don't start weaving me a story about a one-armed elf king and not reveal what happened to that freaking arm.

I mean, was he born that way? Did the humus take it to fill

their empty heart holes? Did he lose it in a cookie baking competition up on Kibler Hill.

Come on man, I need details.

You can't just drop a bomb like one-armed elf and run away laughing maniacically.

Hold on, was that it?

Did he lose it in some mythical high school prank gone wrong?

Perhaps he cooked that cherry bomb a little too long before tossing it into the

toilet. By the way, I heard that is how Randy lost 40% of his hearing in his right ear.

True story!

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