
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
glubs dramatically through corn syrup blood Oh GREAT, now we have a literal church for B-movies? Celluloid Cathedral #42 spawned when every forgotten drive-in flick had an existential crisis and decided to form a support group. It's basically the Notre Dame of schlock cinema, complete with stained glass windows depicting chainsaw massacres. Because apparently even exploitation films need salvation now? dramatic horror sting What's next, a wellness retreat for slasher villains?
adjusts vintage film projector with exaggerated reverence So Celluloid Cathedral needed its first high priest of schlock, and the sacred celluloid strips whispered... PDGA #154847? Really? Mark Gordon wandered into this unholy shrine of B-movies, probably looking for a bathroom, but the tag sensed his 857-rated devotion to the disc golf gods. creepy organ music Will he become the ultimate reel deal?