Cindy - No. This is not “it.” This is only fair warning that Sister Smackdown is on the streets spreading righteousness with the fists of an angry puppet God.
Tracy, the repeatability quotient on this is way high. I am beginning to identify favorite scenes and to anticipate them.
And tell us: Are you both cinematographer and nun-manipulator? Damn. ‘Cause that’s like directing a film in which you perform, and not everybody can do that!
Sheila - I must admit that I was forced to rely on the puppetry skills of my daughter for the most violent scenes as such brutality requires a minimum of three hands.
She was not as willing a participant as one might suspect and thus the likelihood of her being caught in public with me again is minimal.
Ah, of course now I do note at least one scene in which it is plain that a two-fisted nun requires a two-handed operator.
I am wondering, however: If you are in need of an assistant on any future projects, might you consider me? My puppetry skills are rusty, but I believe I could handle the nun.
(And I dream of a scenario wherein Sister Smackdown’s anti-imperialist twin sister, the one who took her vows on the very same day, then went south to Guatemala, dukes it out with your punching Uncle Sam.)
I watched first around 5:30 this morning, and it made my day. I waited to comment to see Cindy’s reaction. All I can say is “More, please.” I can’t wait to see the Big Apple installment.
Oh, Sheila–We need you for our sock puppet re-enactments of bits from favorite movies! We haven’t figured out how to move all the props and run the camera at the same time–which skill Tracy seems to have mastered, but we need more hands.
[...] was the first installment of Tracy Hinshaw’s Sister Smackdown series that got me started on my latest puppetry jag, and then Daryl Scroggins had to go and propose sock [...]
Sorry - I have fallen and can’t get up - which is to say that I am unfortunately without reliable internet access if you can imagine the horror.
Quick one while I can get away with it - Rick - the music is Manu Chao - the song is “Homens” from the album “Proxima Estacion: Esperanza”.
Sister Smackdown is currently roaming the streets of Manhattan under the protection of a fat white guy, his lovely bride and two mortified American teens.
Cindy - No. This is not “it.” This is only fair warning that Sister Smackdown is on the streets spreading righteousness with the fists of an angry puppet God.
This is the only warning you will receive.
Next stop: Sister Smackdown peels the Big Apple.
Oh, Tracy, this is wonderful! You’re really good at sticking your hand up that nun’s butt.
Nice of you to buy her a beer.
Great music.
Okay, I’m duly warned. But if this is merely a preliminary, we’re in for some serious action. Bravo!
Tracy, the repeatability quotient on this is way high. I am beginning to identify favorite scenes and to anticipate them.
And tell us: Are you both cinematographer and nun-manipulator? Damn. ‘Cause that’s like directing a film in which you perform, and not everybody can do that!
Sheila - I must admit that I was forced to rely on the puppetry skills of my daughter for the most violent scenes as such brutality requires a minimum of three hands.
She was not as willing a participant as one might suspect and thus the likelihood of her being caught in public with me again is minimal.
Ah, of course now I do note at least one scene in which it is plain that a two-fisted nun requires a two-handed operator.
I am wondering, however: If you are in need of an assistant on any future projects, might you consider me? My puppetry skills are rusty, but I believe I could handle the nun.
(And I dream of a scenario wherein Sister Smackdown’s anti-imperialist twin sister, the one who took her vows on the very same day, then went south to Guatemala, dukes it out with your punching Uncle Sam.)
This is just delicious.
I watched first around 5:30 this morning, and it made my day. I waited to comment to see Cindy’s reaction. All I can say is “More, please.” I can’t wait to see the Big Apple installment.
The soundtrack is yummy, who is it?
And I’m so wanting to be Tracy’s puppet manipulator.
Weighing in late here, but this is great stuff!
Oh, Sheila–We need you for our sock puppet re-enactments of bits from favorite movies! We haven’t figured out how to move all the props and run the camera at the same time–which skill Tracy seems to have mastered, but we need more hands.
We need us some cold hard cash.
[...] was the first installment of Tracy Hinshaw’s Sister Smackdown series that got me started on my latest puppetry jag, and then Daryl Scroggins had to go and propose sock [...]
Sorry - I have fallen and can’t get up - which is to say that I am unfortunately without reliable internet access if you can imagine the horror.
Quick one while I can get away with it - Rick - the music is Manu Chao - the song is “Homens” from the album “Proxima Estacion: Esperanza”.
Sister Smackdown is currently roaming the streets of Manhattan under the protection of a fat white guy, his lovely bride and two mortified American teens.
What could possibly go wrong?
We’ll see once I get the internet thing solved.
Yeah, that Manhattan is woefully lacking in reliable Internet access.
The Out of Towners.