Last week “Space Bible With Volume Lumps” put us in the proper mindset for Christmas On Mars, the seven-years-in-the-making science-fiction film written and directed by guitar hero Wayne Coyne. The DVD’s out in two weeks, and in its deluxe form includes a Lips score of almost all-new instrumental material. One such song, “Once Beyond Hopelessness,” soundtracks a scene in which Major Syrtis has to convince Santa Claus to appear in the colonists’ Yuletide pageant before they run out of oxygen. I’m guessing. I haven’t seen it.
Here’s the trailer:
And here’s Wayne described the deluxe edition. One copy comes with a golden ticket!
The Christmas On Mars DVD/CD is out 11/11.
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Looks like “Byrd Brother” era C.Hlillman. God how that record has cinnematic flow.
The movie is horrible, really really bad
I love these D-BAGS that keep telling people that Christmas On Mars sucks.
Of course it’s horrible, but in a completely awesome kind-of way.
(this coming from a guy who hasn’t even seen it)
Ive seen it and you are wrong. It is actually really freaking awesome in the most terrible, unwatchable, disappointing way.
@Robert: I know right, why would someone who has seen the movie speak up and voice their own opinion of it when it is brought up in discussion? Such douchery.
I bought tickets ($12) for the NYC showing of this, huge Lips fan and I tried really hard to like it but couldn’t get into it, all the other fans who i went with felt the same way.
The film is freakin’ fantastic! It really says something about you if you didn’t like it. Please, slowly and gently, remove the corncob from your anus.
I know, dude! I’m always telling people who don’t like stuff that I like that they only feel that way as a result of a vegatable-variety anal probe!!!
Sometimes they go on to ask me if I like anal probes and I say no and they then ascertain that I must have something up my ass for not liking anal probes, but they are wrong (I am never wrong in my assumptions, though).
I’m glad you and I can officially confirm that when someone has different tastes than us it must be because something is wrong with them or they are suffering from vegatable rape.