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| Buried treasure or septic waste? Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull. |
Recent Articles and Reviews
| To junky, offensive 80s flicks! Missing in Action & Tenement. |
| Rutger Hauer! Paul Verhoeven! Flesh+Blood! Awesome! |
| A movie about prostitutes without a frame of nudity? The Ranch! |
| Welcome Death Tunnel into the hall of the worst of the worst! |
| An old camp classic? Beyond the Valley of the Dolls |
| A new camp classic? Skinned Deep! |
| Honestly, I don't even recommend watching this with one eye… Psyclops. |
| They control every aspect of society, they have presidents in their ranks, they were inspiration for a bad bad movie. They are the Skulls 2. |
| Go, go, go see Speed Racer? |
| If you really want to see Paris Hilton, I recommend the sex tape. If you want to see dumb Scottish twenty year olds getting killed… I still don't recommend Nine Lives. |
Thought of the Day
| 6/29/2008 What a busy couple of weeks it's been. The big news is that BIG LOTS is having a BIG SALE on MGM DVDs. All DVDs are just $3.00!!! (This news brought to us by this guy). There are few good films in there (to taste), some forgettable shleck, but also some great bad movies (including several Roger Corman films). I've shelled out over $50.00 over the past two weeks on movies, so rather than list everything on the home page, just follow this link to see what will undoubtedly be up-and-coming on the site. Till next time! |
Camp Academy
If there's at least one thing we'll grant to late capitalism, it's that it has generated more camp than perhaps any other moment in history. Never before have our daily lives been surrounded with the superficial, the confused, the faulty, and the idiosyncratic. In some cases, these instances of camp have found devoted followings, but even these cult movements can't keep up with the sheer quantity of camp just floating about mainstream society like so much space debris.
The purpose of this site is to pick up and examine these pieces of junk with a critical eye, if only for just a moment, before setting them aside and moving on to the next. There is no grand theme here, no narrative, simply an excursion from the marble corridors of high taste into the neon alleyways of pulp, sleeze, and outright failure.
We come armed only with the (perhaps equally campy) language of literary and cultural theory, a loose framework which will at least allow us to organize these myriad sites of camp. Whether or not applying such theoretical discourse to such explicitly untheoretical things proves campy in its own right we will have to see. But if you're interested in joining us, pack your bags and lunchboxes, hop on the schoolbus, and have a seat next to me: because here at Camp Academy, the academy goes to camp!