Warm up that blowtorch and slip off your bra through your shirt sleeve as we splash into 1983’s Flashdance. Why were butts so flat in the 80s? Did Nair literally and figuratively scar a generation? Can we give Jennifer Beals forever props for championing the off-the-shoulder look? And we all know about that iconic scene, but why is the rest of this movie so very very wet? We’ll give you our answers in the form of this interpretive dance. 

Make sure you clap on cue and that Gunther gets your coffee order as we PIVOT into the 90s sitcom behemoth Friends. Is it worth wearing a potentially toxic Turkey mask for a bit on a purely audio format? (Always.) Did Joey get a bit too dumb, is Phoebe the best or the worst, and why does Ross suck so much? And how deep has this show rooted itself into our cultural memory? Ask us after we finish rewatching all 10 seasons of this classic. 

Put on your rattiest bunny suit and good luck avoiding that falling jet engine as we moodily sleepwalk into 2001’s Donnie Darko. Could this movie end friendships on this podcast? Is this a unique lucid dreamscape put on film, or just plain pretentious? Is Jake Gyllenhaal creepy or dreamy? And can we get a whole movie about Jolene Purdy’s Cherita instead? You might find some answers in the Director’s Cut of this super-sized episode. 

Brush up on your horror movie tropes and make sure you stick close to the Final Girl as we sacrifice some stereotyped teenagers in 2011’s The Cabin in the Woods. Do you need an encyclopedic knowledge of horror movies to appreciate this movie? Or does the comedy carry everything along? Does the shadow of Joss Whedon loom too large, especially in the final scene? And why isn’t Fran Kranz in more TV and movies please? One thing we can tell you for sure, this movie definitely was cooler with the merman. 

Knock back a couple shots of Ouzo and spritz some Windex on that skin ailment as we take a deep Mediterranean dip with Nia Vardalos’s My Big Fat Greek Wedding. Which is stronger, the Greek American cultural nostalgia emanating off this film, or the inescapable adoration for ultimate romcom lead John Corbett? Are most cultures actually based on guilt and food? And honestly, what is up with the Windex?