I had a dream last night that I was sent on assignment to the Bavarian Alps to interview Ted V. Mikels, maker of cult films such as “Astro-Zombies,” “The Corpse Grinders” and “The Doll Squad.”
Mikels didn’t want to meet with me but sent members of his aging harem (a buncha nice little old ladies, actually) to meet me in a trailer park and talk about what life with Ted was like.
Eventually, Larry Cohen (maker of “Black Caesar,” “It’s a Alive” and “God Told Me To”) showed up at the trailer park and all the old ladies started lauding him with couplets like we were in a Victorian court or something.
I attempted a couplet of my own in Larry’s honor, and apparently I came up short. He got pissed off and had me escorted out of the trailer park by a couple of redneck thugs.
I blame it on eating catfood made of corpses before I went to bed.
That’s a very funny dream. But what’s cat food made of corpses?
In Ted V. Mikels’ “The Corpse Grinders” cats become psychotic killers after they’re fed catfood made of human corpses. Hence the joke.
I don’t really eat catfood. Or corpses. (Well, maybe an occasional taste…)