**MST3K 10.01 - Soultaker **
Episode Thoughts: Wow, is this ever a bad movie. It’s a pretty decent episode, though, and what makes it truly magical is the presence of Joel Hodgson and Frank Conniff in the Host Segments. It’s Old Home Week on the SOL! Wish they could’ve done a little more with them, but…
Movie : It’s Frighteners! Well… no, not at all. Well, it could be, I still haven’t seen Frighteners. But no, this piece of drek was written by its star, which puts it in that special circle of Cinematic Hell. Basically, there’s a lower class boy and an upper class girl, and their romance is set against the backdrop of their souls being ejected from their bodies and being pursued by grim reaper, Joe Estevez. (If that doesn’t scare you straight, nothing will.) The lyrics of Uptown Girl never hinted at such horror as this!
Memorable Bits : Riffs on the writer-star. New Intro credits sequence. Malfunctions on the SOL. Robert Z’Dar. Incestuous lesbian overtones. TV’s Frank, and Joel.
Intro: Crow and Tom hold a wet T-shirt contest. Crow’s absorbs more water, but Tom’s soaks up faster. They really don’t get it. The ship malfunctions, and commercial sign doesn’t come when expected.
Host Segments: Malfunctions continue and there’s a ship hovering outside - Mike fails utterly in command; Feeble attempts at maintenance fail, and a Soultaker shows up in Castle Forrester for Bobo’s soul - and it’s Frank!; Joel arrives, revealing Dr. F sabotaged the SOL to break down after ten years - he’s here to help.
Finale: Joel and Frank exchange a few words, and Frank and Bobo play ring toss with Bobo’s soul.
Signature Riffs:
<Crow> Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash. Johnny Cash!
<Mike> This is your brain on death, any questions?
<Tom> You think he’s hourly, or gets paid on a per-soul basis?
<Crow> Souptaper? What?
<Tom> So there will be a story, that’s encouraging.
<Crow> Oh god, he’s a catcher’s mitt with eyes!
<Crow> He’s flashing back to other people’s memories…
<Tom> Leaktaker.
<Tom> (as Reaper, looking puzzled) Am I a Sheen, or an Estevez?
<Mike> (as Boy) Hey, look, you wrote this crap…
(a sting of music)
<Tom> Ennio Morricone!
<Boy’s Friend, now a Soultaker> Led Zeppelin was wrong, man. There’s no stairway to heaven. And even if there was, you couldn’t buy your way in.
<Mike> (as Boy) Was Sabbath wrong too, man?
<Tom> (to Mike, regarding Joel) Hey, hey, don’t compare yourself, Mike… it ain’t healthy.
<Tom> Bustaker.
<Crow> Don’t tongue the reaper!
<Tom> (as Boy, regarding his car) I call it Gastaker.
Next : 10.02 - The Girl in Gold Boots