Wow, that was awesome. Nothing pairs with a cheesy superhero movie from the 30s like hard-boiled narration and artistic pretensions. This is gonna be the best thing since Batman & Robin. (I’ve included a clip of that after the jump for comparison)
“My name is The Octopus; I like eight of everything! You hear this, motherf-cker? This is motherf-ckin expository dialogue! MY MOTHERF-CKIN CHARACTER EXPLAINS THE MOTHERF-CKIN BACK STORY WITH MOTHERF-CKIN WORDS!”

That’s Nacho Trailer!
I might rent this and fast-forward to any time that guy takes his shirt off, but other than that…
In France, they call that dialogue “Royally Cheezy.”
“My name is Sand Serif. I fucking hate when letters have feet.”
I despise anything safe!
I call it Dick Tracing.
I wrote a movie called The Spirit. It’s about a bunch of girls who won’t sleep with me because I drive a shitty old Dodge.
What happened to everybody today? Was there a pedophile crackdown this morning?
This movie might not be any good, but i can safely say that i may jerk off to it more times than i did “Amber Pays the Rent” back in high school.
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All the cheese of 300 but without the homoeroticism. What’s the point?
I could have sworn this was called the Crow…
My name is octopus and I got snakes in this mother fucking gun
What the fuck did I just watch?