I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I’d rather have one Death Blow than five new Star Wars movies. Not only is the movie called DEATH BLOW, it also imparts important life advice: sometimes, someone will try to blow you up, not because of who you are, but because of different reasons altogether. Also, the porn parody wouldn’t need a new name. But until the day someone pays me $30 million for my Death Blow script (“INT. DEATH BLOW HEADQUARTERS” HAL: Hey, Tommy, did you hear a death blow last night? TOMMY: Nah, but I’ve got a good feeling about tonight), we’ll have to settle for Next Movie’s real poster for the fake film, as well as a few other fictional movies mentioned on Seinfeld, including Rochelle, Rochelle, Sack Lunch, and Chunnel.
I’ve never been in the Chunnel, but I know to stay out of it.
See the rest at Next Movie.