BOOJUM!: The Sunday Of Seven Years

Sunday 24 January 2021

The Sunday Of Seven Years

I Know, I Know

We've been pumping this stuff out for eight years, except your favourite collection of eclectic nonsense, whimsy and ATOMIC DEATH ZOMBIES only began in June, so we can't use any entry from 2013 until then. By which time the mutant cyborg weasels might well have taken over. We'll see.

Okay, first a click-baity picture that will entice lots of viewers. What can we have? Ah! Art?

O boy, does this one subvert the trope or what! Here we see a woman wielding the ray gun, carrying the hapless, helpless man, who is either dead, unconscious or simply had to finish that barrel of Special Brew. The bra appears to be Brass Underwired, too, rather than entirely made out of that alloy, so another point for daring to defy one of the more prevalent sci-fi conventions.

And now for the main feature.

2020

https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2020/01/ruining-films.html

2019

https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2019/01/i-thought-so.html

2018

https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2018/01/the-fault-in-our-stars.html

2017

https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2017/01/experiment-in-terror.html

2016

https://comsatangel2002.blogspot.com/2016/01/clack-went-clock.html

2015