Post by Ehud Gray II on Feb 20, 2023 0:50:43 GMT -5
Cheesy entrance music plays and the scene opens with a zombie version of Roger Ebert seated on a television set. The music quiets down and the camera zooms in on the zombie of what used to be beloved film critic Roger Ebert.
Ebert: FEED ME BRAINS!
A studio audience, which apparently exists, cheers wildly.
Ebert: in all seriousness, this week television saw the debut of the new Ehud II television show, affiliated with the OCW wrestling promotion. It promised to return television to the golden era of sitcoms when Seinfeld and Friends were reigning supreme. It even brought back a classic sitcom television theme in Streetwalker, the theme song to Sanford and Son. Sadly, Ehud II had none of the laughs of Seinfeld or Friends and also none of the heart of Sanford and Son. Ehud II fell flat on its face.
Ebert picks up what appears to be a severed human arm and gnaws at it for about four minutes while looking directly into the camera. Anyone who watches this and doesn’t change the challenge is super stoned or insane. But after those four minutes, he puts down the human arm and wipes the blood from his lips.
Ebert: These people are all funny people, but they’ve been put together in such a horrible and convoluted way. I hate them all and I want the Grimace to put them out of their misery. Ehud, the old ghost, was the only real charisma in the whole show. Instead of really funny lines, they used cheap gimmicks to get applause and then relied a lot on the so called proctologist licking food. They tried to explain why the fucking proctologist licks things and returns them to shelves, because for some reason this set of writers are NEUROTIC about justifying EVERY RANDOM THING THEY DO.
Ebert looks like he’s about to have a melt down.
Ebert: Anyway, with this cast, I hope they can pull it back together when the crew get back to Moab and begin running for Sheriff. I like the idea of this Sheriff Rudolph and I hope they have someone spectacular cast to fill that role. And I hope they don’t immediately kill them, like this set of writers are notoriously known to do.
Ebert looks directly into the camera, his dead zombie eyes judging any writers that might be watching.
Ebert: I give Ehud II’s pilot episode a 1 out of 5 stars. I hope for Big Momma’s sake that the writing crew can pull out of this and really deliver a sitcom worthy of the advertising and that theme song. From Hollywood, this has been Zombie Roger Ebert. I wish you a good night.
The cheesy theme from the beginning plays again as Ebert reaches down to grab the arm and takes a bite. A loud scream is heard as he grabbed the arm of a living stagehand by accident. “Does this mean I turn into a fucking zombie!?” The stagehand screamed at he top of his lungs. “I think so,” an unknown woman answered. “MOTHER FUCKER! WHY DO WE HAVE A FUCKING ZOMBIE ON THE FUCKING TELEVI-“
The feed is cut off.
Ebert: FEED ME BRAINS!
A studio audience, which apparently exists, cheers wildly.
Ebert: in all seriousness, this week television saw the debut of the new Ehud II television show, affiliated with the OCW wrestling promotion. It promised to return television to the golden era of sitcoms when Seinfeld and Friends were reigning supreme. It even brought back a classic sitcom television theme in Streetwalker, the theme song to Sanford and Son. Sadly, Ehud II had none of the laughs of Seinfeld or Friends and also none of the heart of Sanford and Son. Ehud II fell flat on its face.
Ebert picks up what appears to be a severed human arm and gnaws at it for about four minutes while looking directly into the camera. Anyone who watches this and doesn’t change the challenge is super stoned or insane. But after those four minutes, he puts down the human arm and wipes the blood from his lips.
Ebert: These people are all funny people, but they’ve been put together in such a horrible and convoluted way. I hate them all and I want the Grimace to put them out of their misery. Ehud, the old ghost, was the only real charisma in the whole show. Instead of really funny lines, they used cheap gimmicks to get applause and then relied a lot on the so called proctologist licking food. They tried to explain why the fucking proctologist licks things and returns them to shelves, because for some reason this set of writers are NEUROTIC about justifying EVERY RANDOM THING THEY DO.
Ebert looks like he’s about to have a melt down.
Ebert: Anyway, with this cast, I hope they can pull it back together when the crew get back to Moab and begin running for Sheriff. I like the idea of this Sheriff Rudolph and I hope they have someone spectacular cast to fill that role. And I hope they don’t immediately kill them, like this set of writers are notoriously known to do.
Ebert looks directly into the camera, his dead zombie eyes judging any writers that might be watching.
Ebert: I give Ehud II’s pilot episode a 1 out of 5 stars. I hope for Big Momma’s sake that the writing crew can pull out of this and really deliver a sitcom worthy of the advertising and that theme song. From Hollywood, this has been Zombie Roger Ebert. I wish you a good night.
The cheesy theme from the beginning plays again as Ebert reaches down to grab the arm and takes a bite. A loud scream is heard as he grabbed the arm of a living stagehand by accident. “Does this mean I turn into a fucking zombie!?” The stagehand screamed at he top of his lungs. “I think so,” an unknown woman answered. “MOTHER FUCKER! WHY DO WE HAVE A FUCKING ZOMBIE ON THE FUCKING TELEVI-“
The feed is cut off.