Let me see if I got this straight. I come to you. I come to you with what may be the preeminent

discovery of the 20th century, the possibility of extrasolar life. And I get shit- shit cans for it?

Saying, I know how important this is,

but searching for ETs in this political environment is a tough sell on Capitol Hill. I looked like a can of smashed assholes.

This is the old sakes.

This is th only sign. Oh, sure.

sure.

Hello and welcome to film sex.

Hello and welcome to Film Sack. I hope you had a nice Christmas everyone and I hope

your New Year's awesome too. We are here to mind the very depths of film

entertainment for all mankind as usual. This is

episode 633 and I'm Scott Johnson joined today by Brian he spent this whole

movie just wishing he owned all the CRTs they had done away.

Oh, give me that one, and I'll take one of those.

Who is that a 27-inch?

Oh, hi.

This week on Filmsac, we find ourselves listening intently

for the arrival of just one glowing fingers worth of intelligent life from this

1996 sci-fi thriller starring everybody's favorite.

Oh please God want the global warming take us already.

Charlie Sheen, with glasses, and a go-tee. Please God want the global warming take us already.

Charlie Sheen, with glasses, and a go tea.

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