Parking

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You always think it happens to someone else don’t you. You just can’t know how you’re going to feel: Angry, pissed off, frustrated, hurt, violated. I mean, I’d seen it happen to friends of mine. I’d be there to comfort them, tell them we’d get the bastards. I never knew how painful it really was until it happened to me, until yesterday. Continue reading “Parking”

Street Hawk

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The only thing which saves me from feeling really bad about this whole thing is that I know you all would have done the same thing if you were in my place.  See, there I am, my girl Franki and I are looking for something “romantic” at the video store when I come across a sure-fire hit.  The cover of the box has a great shot of a high-tech two-wheeler rearing its front end.  In fact, the slug line reads “The ultimate high-tech crimefighter”. C’mon, you mean to tell me you wouldn’t pick up a movie about a good guy biker over something sappy?  I would.  I did.  (Okay, we also got the sappy one, which we watched together.  I’m not stupid)
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The Reunion

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Happy New Year!

Well, it’s over. We only have forty-nine weeks left until Christmas comes again, but for now, we all have a temporary reprieve in which to collect our thoughts and pay our bills. Hopefully, if you all live charmed lives like I do, you all got what you wanted from loved ones and family and are right now hurrying through this column (can’t miss this column, right?) to get back out there and play with your new stuff. Continue reading “The Reunion”

Chrome Hearts (C.C. & Company)

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All right, it happened again. I’m not proud of it, but I, Skids Poppe, got suckered once more by those slick sludge heads manufacturing motorcycle movies. What can I say? I mean, I took some time off from watching the vids, thought I’d try and get some perspective back. Did it work? I’d say not. Continue reading “Chrome Hearts (C.C. & Company)”

The Last of the Gladiators

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This month, I decided to take a detour at the store and ended up in the documentary section. What? Skids Poppe looking for something which just might tell him something he never knew before? Possibly even show him there’s such a thing as culture? What’s happening to the world? I wondered the same thing myself as I looked over rows and rows of Greek plays and National Geographic specials thinking I was actually going to have to watch a movie to tell you about when I saw my salvation. Continue reading “The Last of the Gladiators”

Stone Cold

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Okay. I changed video stores because I just couldn’t handle another film like Nomad Riders (see last issue Oh Faithful Readers). I get to this new place and I’m looking around, this guy comes up and says “Can I help you?” I figure I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt and tell him what I’m looking for. He points me in the direction of Stone Cold, a brand new release fresh from the mines. I take it and read the back. We’ve got a renegade cop posing as an outlaw biker to bring a couple of cold-blooded killers to justice. Sure, it sounds like my kind of film, but I’ve been burnt before. What the hell. You can’t go through life scared of video tape boxes, can you? Continue reading “Stone Cold”

Pumpkinhead

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There’s nothing I hate more than a film chock full of wasted potential. Just think about where you can go if someone hands you the idea of eternal damnation for a smidgen of revenge. The ideas are endless. I know I could make a film that could scare your girlfriend’s pants off if someone gave me that kind of premise.

So what happened with Pumpkinhead? Continue reading “Pumpkinhead”

Angels Die Hard

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Picture this scenario:  A sleepy little town, somewhere in the far reaches of the state (for arguments sake, we’ll say Northern California).  This town has some sort of “powerful” local political figure who is generally in charge of the way things run in his city (Could be the sheriff).  Enter a second powerful, “bad”, element, someone or something which could, if the situation presented itself, take control away from the sheriff (in our little fable, I think it’s safe to say this could be a biker gang). Continue reading “Angels Die Hard”

Alphabet – A Skids Poppe Commentary

keys1The other day, I was on a long drive on my bike, going up the coast or something like that and I started thinking about politics. Specifically, about the budget and ways to cut spending. Now, I hear you asking “But Skids, I thought you weren’t political?” I know. I thought so, too. But what are you gonna do? Continue reading “Alphabet – A Skids Poppe Commentary”

Harley

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I may be the only one who feels this way, but haven’t we all had enough of these feel-good movies where we all learn something about ourselves and everyone else by the end? I don’t even like ’em when they’re done well, but when they’re bad, I just want to rip ’em right out of the VCR and throw ’em in with Guantanamo’s explosives kit. This month, the video we’re talking about is Harley, a Lou Diamond Phillips vehicle. Continue reading “Harley”

Organ Donors

472604996I was in a bar the other day, trying to get Guantanamo to buy me a drink when this cute young thing walked in and headed straight for a bar stool near mine.  I took it as a sign from above and headed over to offer her a bag of complimentary airline peanuts I had saved for just such an occasion. It worked.  We started a pleasant conversation and I figured I was getting somewhere until I mentioned that I worked for a motorcycling magazine. After that, the conversation took a downward spiral that I never recovered from and I ended up leaving with only Mr. Guantanamo for company. Continue reading “Organ Donors”

The Mouse and the Motorcycle

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This month, I want to talk to you about the next generation. I mean here you are, a freewheeling biking dude (or dudette, always equal opportunity, right?) and all of a sudden you find yourself with child. It may not even be your child. Maybe your sister dropped the little tyke off for the weekend. What are you gonna do? Continue reading “The Mouse and the Motorcycle”