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Dan claws his way back from the podcast afterlife just in time for 2018's Mission Impossible: Fallout, and the crew wastes zero time catching him up. We cover all the important bases like how to recognize when tapes are self destructing, how to really land the plane with "missionary position impossible," and that as a general rule, thought crimes can actually be considered a war crime in most countries. Then we're all along for the ride on the Henry Cavill mustache saga. A ruined Justice League, contract clauses, and the tragic tale of earth's hottest flesh-covered caterpillar. By the end you'll need to be the judge on whether the man's lip deserves an apology or a restraining order. Once the movie actually gets going, "payload" becomes the only word anyone's allowed to use for a giant garlic bulb of plutonium, Wolf Blitzer delivers his own eulogy to a bathroom mirror, and we relish in the insanity of a stall fight so brutal that Dan names his future memoir after it on the spot. Somewhere in there Anthony asks a genuinely pressing theological question about oral sex in Hell. Join us to learn if the devil would go down on Georgia, and whether all 123 pounds of Tom Cruise is really enough to bring down a helicopter. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt4912910/https://www.imdb.com/title/tt4912910/

Elise's birthday finally landed on the schedule, so Rewatch Party is in full party mode. Fire up the orchestra of rain sticks and strap into the amnesia-inducing spaceship of your choice, because the birthday girl cashed in her movie-picking privileges for Project Hail Mary. Nick and Anthony (bump fist, forever) are along for the ride, and Elise already knows exactly what she's gotten them into. Anthony spends a suspicious amount of time contemplating lead puppeteer James Ortiz's hair, which naturally leads to a broader investigation into what a puppeteer is capable of doing with his hands. We detour through Taco Bell, redefine "tubin'" several increasingly unfortunate times, attempt to pronounce an alien name that defeats everyone who tries it, and establish once and for all that "we eat astrophage in this house." It's science-y, it's a little horny, and against everyone's better judgment, Grace and Rocky are cute enough to make even this crew go soft for a minute. Turns out Elise picked a damn good birthday movie. So grab a Zenonite container, practice your most awkward fist bumps, and come help us celebrate - merry birthday, Elise. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt12042730/

The Rewatch Party is back in the field for 2015's Mission: Impossible – Rogue Nation, with Nick joined by Anthony and Elise as the franchise finally seems to have figured out exactly what it wants to be. Tom Cruise is hanging off airplanes, Simon Pegg is getting dragged into Ethan Hunt’s nonsense, and Rebecca Ferguson arrives as Ilsa Faust and proves she can do more than just make a sandwich. The crew works through the opera assassination, the underwater data-center mission, increasingly questionable automotive physics, and Solomon Lane’s extremely evil-guy name. Ilsa earns plenty of appreciation, we meander into Cracker Barrel, the Rabbit’s Foot, and considerably more discussion of pegging than Simon Pegg probably deserves. Ultimately, Rogue Nation is basically the Rewatch High Life - the champaign of impossible missions.  It may not be completely airtight, but extremely drinkable and worth another round.  So get comfy, suspend your disbelief, and join us for impossible missions, boss-bitch Ilsa Faust, Tom Cruise death fantasies, Barrel themed nihilism, and a recording session that somehow took six weeks to complete. Next week, Elise finally gets her perfectly punctual birthday episode with Project Hail Mary! https://www.imdb.com/title/tt2381249

We break radio silence now as Nick has been deep in Romulan space with shields up and unable to transmit.   Join us this week as Tom Cruise gets thrown into a Russian prison, breaks out before breakfast, sneaks into the Kremlin, climbs the tallest building on Earth with a pair of malfunctioning oven mitts, and somehow that's only about half of Mission: Impossible – Ghost Protocol. This is the movie where the franchise stops apologizing for itself and fully embraces Tom's quest to personally terrify the insurance industry. With Elise out this week, it's just Nick and Anthony behind the microphones. They celebrate Simon Pegg graduating from "guy in the van" to full IMF field agent, wonder why Jeremy Renner spent a decade auditioning to inherit every major franchise, and ponder how much more effectively we couldsolve international incidents if only we could sprint faster. The conversation veers through Bruce Springsteen T-shirt trivia, Dean Martin prison break soundtracks, Russian nuclear paranoia, Pixar easter eggs, the increasingly ridiculous Mission: Impossible spy gadgets, and whether the fake hallway projector might secretly be the dumbest brilliant idea ever put on film. Somewhere in there they also discuss Ghost Protocol, arguably the movie that turned Mission: Impossible into Hollywood's gold standard for practical action spectacle. So grab your self-destructing cassette tape, double-check your climbing gloves, and remember: if your mission goes catastrophically wrong, just run faster.

Saddle up for 1983’s Lone Wolf McQuade, a movie that puts our dearly departed Chuck Norris in situations that modern audiences may not fully appreciate. It may come as a surprise to younger viewers that Chuck stars as a Texas Ranger who solves nearly every problem with roundhouse kicks, excessive firepower, and an unwavering belief that partners are for other people.  Chuck lays the foundation for his brand, proving that if you kick enough people in the face, eventually the plot resolves itself. Nick, Anthony, and Elise explore this gloriously dusty action flick packed with horse thieves, exploding vehicles, automatic weapons used in ways that would horrify physics, and David Carradine sporting one of the most baffling haircuts in cinematic history.  We discuss whether Chuck’s lifestyle qualifies him as a man, a myth, or a particularly well-armed chinchilla. The conversation wanders through Bruce Lee trivia, questionable animal-hybrid hypotheticals, angry police captains, impossible gunfights, and the peculiar magic of 1980s action heroes who refuse to work with partners, follow orders, or acknowledge the existence of consequences. It’s a celebration of peak Chuck Norris energy, complete with flying kicks, flying bullets, and enough "Ranger" references to qualify as a hazardous drinking game.   https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0085862

Tom Cruise arrives in NASCAR with a middle tooth, another motorcycle, and starts rubbing.  See, once upon a time Tom Cruise and Paul Newman apparently drove a race car and immediately decided America needed two hours of sweaty pit crews, beer-soaked grandstands, and Michael Rooker looking like he’s about to stuff somebody into a locker. Oh yeah, and: Robert Duvall farming wisdom, Randy Quaid before the full unraveling, and an endless parade of "wait, THEY’RE in this too?" character actors flying past at 180 mph. Nick, Elise, and Anthony spend an alarming amount of time discussing NASCAR science, accidental homoeroticism, and the absolute menace of early-career Tom Cruise teeth. There’s appreciation for Tony Scott’s ability to make race cars look like fighter jets, disbelief that this thing got an Oscar nomination for sound, and growing realization that Talladega Nights may actually be the more grounded movie. Somewhere in there we also talk about Days of Thunder. And as we wave the checkered flag for Robert Duvall, we’re glad we got one more ride with Harry Hogge before he disappeared into the great infield garage in the sky. So grab a six-pack, slap on your sponsor patches, and try not to look like a monkey f*****g a football out there. It’s Days of Thunder.   https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099371/

Nick celebrates a birthday the only reasonable way possible: by forcing everyone to watch Samurai Cop, where every line sounds recently invented and every explosion feels personally insulting to the physics underpinning our reality. Nick, Anthony, and an in person Elise marvel at director Amir Shervan somehow stretching a reported $7,000 budget into helicopters, katana fights, cocaine deals, and the most aggressively fake wig ever committed to film.  This movie was apparently filmed under conditions normally associated with a hostage negotiation. Actors wore their own clothes. Most scenes were done in a single take because film stock cost money. Entire chunks had to be reshot months later after the lead actor changed his hair, resulting in continuity so broken it becomes performance art. The discussion keeps circling back to baffling production decisions, including a helicopter pilot conducting phone-sex dialogue during a drug bust, stunt performers visibly changing ethnicity mid-fireball, and car chases where everyone politely uses turn signals.   There’s also an alarming amount of time spent trying to map Samurai Cop onto the Kevin Bacon cinematic universe while determining whether Z’Dar counts as human or geological formation. It’s a celebration of glorious incompetence, impossible continuity, and the kind of filmmaking where nobody involved seems entirely sure what movie they’re making.  So pull the club out of your ass and Samurai Cop a feel on one of the few movies that genuinely earns the phrase "you just have to see it to believe it".

Tom Cruise is at an engagement party pretending to be normal, which mostly involves making drinks, studying "traffic patterns", and quietly alarming everyone in the room. Within minutes, he’s thrown all the ice into the backyard, taken a mysterious call, and disappeared to Berlin before anyone can question the growing puddle on the lawn. His fiancée accepts this without hesitation, which is honestly a great starting point for everyone here. This is J.J. Abrams’ $150 million debut, handed to him because Tom Cruise watched Alias at 2 a.m. and trusted the vibes. The result is a movie powered less by logic and more by momentum counterbalanced by Philip Seymour Hoffman calmly counting to ten. Around that, we sit back and enjoy the spectacle: Vatican break-ins, exploding highways, helicopter chases, and an aggressively unexplained Rabbit's Foot. Nick, Elise, and Anthony sort through the chaos, from defribulated brain bombs, to Ving Rhames operating rollerball sniper cannons, to Laurence Fishburne delivering an all-time GOATed Ted Talk on the power of rehetorical questions. We are all Julia today, as we go from trusting fiancée to action-ready medic in about forty-eight hours, and nobody stops to process any of it. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to not throw the party ice in the yard.   https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0317919/

There’s wind, there’s confusion, there’s whatever the hell "blowing to my mighty wind" was supposed to mean.  Take a tour with us through construction site asbestos anxiety, chicken wing philosophy, and a string of musical puns that should legally qualify as a workplace hazard. By the time anyone remembers we’re here to talk about a movie, we’ve already emotionally prepared ourselves for death via Google notification. Of course we're here to talk about A Mighty Wind, which is to say we immediately derail into Christopher Guest lore, Second City reverence, and the realization that folk music has apparently existed since cavemen discovered obelisks and started strumming. We latch onto Irving Steinbloom’s legacy as an excuse to meet the parade of deeply strange humans in this movie: painfully awkward folk trios, aggressively wholesome cult-adjacent choir people, and Mitch, who has been chemically sanded down into a human screensaver. The music is legitimately good, which feels unfair given how much of this is people making eye contact while saying the worst possible thing. We explore porn backstories, model train lore, folk band beefs, and a superhero whose powers should not be spoken aloud in polite society. The movie itself becomes almost secondary to the experience of sitting in prolonged, deliberate discomfort while incredibly talented people commit to the bit harder than anyone reasonably should. By the end, we are left with a deep appreciation for Catherine O’Hara, a lingering fear of hotel neighbors, and the realization that folk music is just emotional damage set to three chords and eye contact you cannot escape. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0310281/

We sat down for Anthony’s birthday episode and immediately chose violence. We’re talking about The Punisher (1989), a movie that wastes zero time proving it absolutely does not give a single coherent f**k. A film that opens like a bargain-bin James Bond fever dream, then sprints straight into explosions and foot-stab assassinations.  Our Birthday Boy is riding the host chair; it’s chaos, it’s loud, and honestly, it’s kind of beautiful. It’s also a very full house at Rewatch Party HQ, with Anthony, Nick, Elise, Manny, AND Dan all trying to keep up with a movie that refuses to explain anything besides repeating apparently legally binding exposition about 125 gangland murders on loop. That doesn't stop us from enthusiastically narrating every insane beat.  [X] Sewer monologue about justice, [X] a naked Punisher living like a damp raccoon philosopher, and [X] a drunken Shakespearean informant who should not, under any circumstances, be this plugged into organized crime.  And that's on top of frog-ninja assassins, exploding mansions, and a dock shootout where Punisher zip-lines off a human body. By the time we hit Yakuza takeovers, kidnapped kids, and a casino massacre where literally everyone in the building turns out to be an assassin, we’ve fully embraced the insanity. By the end of our time together today, you'll have a full appreciation of wingnut powered torture racks, the appeal(?) of the sewer nudist lifestyle, and a villain plan that boils down to "consolidate, then obliterate." In the end, is it messy and unhinged?  Yes.  But that was $9 million well spent and we had a damn good time.

Part two of our Rob Reiner tribute cranks things up from "contractually obligated chaos" to "loving homage" as we continue the end with Spinal Tap 2: The End Continues.  We're looking in the mirror of a movie that hinges entirely on how, despite despising each other for years, people CAN be brought back together by Big Bottoms. For the first time in Rewatch Party history, we bring in someone who's actually in the movie: Valerie F-ing Franco. Having survived music school with Nick, she now occupies rock's most dangerous chair as drummer Didi Crockett.  So yes, indulge our delight when she casually drops stories about jamming with Paul McCartney, sharing the screen with Elton John, and having Christopher Guest as her personal hype-man. She also confirms the importance of preparation in the luck equation by booking the gig live in the room with McKean, Guest, and Shearer. From there, we mix reverence and absolute nonsense in the Rewatch Party way.  Val walks us through pitching drum kits themed after every dead Spinal Tap drummer (puke drums, anyone?), the moment John Michael Higgins broke Christopher Guest with a singular question about penis pain, and how Rob Reiner casually requested a blindfold drum solo. And for the economists in the fanbase, of course we unpack the cheese-for-guitars barter economy, and you'll agree Nigel was justified in most of his choices.   We close out with a genuine tribute to Rob and Michelle Reiner, a possible TRWP henge-related scoop, and the reminder that Didi Crockett is the twelfth drummer: one beyond eleven. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt20222166/

Rob Reiner. The man’s résumé could get its own standing ovation, but to celebrate his life we hop on tour with This Is Spinal Tap — an impossible film to direct, and yet, somehow he did it. Ninety five percent improvised. No script. Just a loose roadmap, a camera, and a band of deeply committed idiots pretending to be deeply committed idiots. Anyone can say, “Just keep rolling, we’ll fix it later.” Rob actually pulled it off. We talk about how you direct chaos without strangling it, how you stage jokes that don’t technically exist yet, and why this might be one of the most daring comedy experiments ever captured on film. The songs are real. The egos are familiar. Somewhere between a “bizarre gardening accident” and the reminder that you cannot dust for vomit, the satire becomes uncomfortably accurate. It’s a mockumentary so authentic it fooled people into thinking Spinal Tap was a real band, and honestly at this point, they kind of are. If you’ve ever played in a band, dated someone in a band, or adjusted an amp past what is medically advisable, this one hits. Forty years later, it still goes to eleven. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0088258/

It’s Manny’s birthday, and he has officially hijacked the host mic. Nick attempts a suspiciously “laid-back” vibe that convinces no one, Elise gets drafted as the ringmaster by default, and Anthony provides steady resistance in the form of skepticism, legal concerns, and the occasional reminder that he is, in fact, a law-abiding citizen. The energy is celebratory, but the guardrails are gone. This week we break down why Edgar Wright’s 2017 action-musical Baby Driver still presses every one of Manny’s birthday-boy buttons. If you do not personally own a Subaru by the end of the opening chase, we have questions about your judgment. Also, your failure to synchronize your windshield wipers to your Spotify playlist has us questioning your commitment. Real cars, real stunts, real driving, and a director who appears to believe that timing matters more than explosions combine to flip a very specific switch in Manny’s brain. We also grapple with the slightly uncomfortable experience of hearing Kevin Spacey look into the camera and say, “That’s my baby,” unlock the lingering mystery of “The Yelling,” and ask whether a movie should be allowed this much access to your brain’s question-asking off switch. If confidence were fuel, this film, and this episode, would never need to stop for gas. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3890160/

We strap on the Oakleys, cue up Limp Bizkit, and immediately start asking the hard questions. Everyone is whispering, doves are everywhere, and Tom Cruise glues himself to a rockface. Yep, John Woo was here. This week we slow motion our way into Mission Impossible 2, a motorcycle kicking, face ripping mad dash where the vibes are immaculate and the plot mostly exists to justify another coat flutter. Along the way we marvel at aggressively yanked terrain warnings, questionable science, Anthony Hopkins popping in like he lost a bet, and another villain who truly believes in the finger snipping bad guy school of management. It is the most year 2000 movie imaginable, and we have a lot of feelings about it. From exploding sunglasses to masks under masks under worse masks, this movie is operating at maximum swagger and minimum concern for how viruses or gravity work. Thandiwe Newton is asked to carry emotional weight while dodging motorcycles, Tom Cruise broods with the intensity of a man legally prohibited from blinking. Is it the best entry in the franchise? No. Is it a fascinating artifact from a time when action movies were legally required to be sweaty and loud? Absolutely. Join us as we unpack the most stylish, most confused, and most aggressively slow motion chapter in the Mission Impossible saga.

Tom Cruise runs. Tom Cruise rips faces off. Tom Cruise would like you to know he is a normal human man with a perfectly centered tooth and no further questions at this time. This week we accept our mission and immediately compromise it by talking too much. Let’s take a fresh look at Brian De Palma’s aggressively stylized spy reboot - Mission Impossible, a movie that invents modern blockbuster espionage while also insisting that every elevator in Eastern Europe is one bad day away from becoming a murder device. Anthony zeroes in on the franchise DNA, questioning whether Ethan Hunt has ever actually fired a gun, or if this is just Fast & Furious for people who can breathe through their noses. Elise remains deeply unconvinced by nearly everything on screen, especially the soft-focus glow applied exclusively to women, the sheer confidence of the plot, and the continued, unforgivable lack of Kurt Russell. And in case you had ANY doubts about what anyone means by 0400, Dan is back and has the answer. From the cursed NOC list to face-rip-ception and a theme song in 5/4 because aliens apparently deserve something to dance to, this is a movie that commits hard. Don’t get any on you, trust no elevator, and remember: if someone says “abort,” they absolutely do not mean it. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0117060/