Mystery Science Theater 3000: The RiffTrax Experiments

"It’s the swingin’, stingin’ 60s, so naturally a bunch of 45 year old “young people” are out to party on an island in the Florida Everglades. Because they’re extremely cool they choose to party at the house of one of their dads, a marine biologist in tiny shorts who recently suffered a prominent and upsetting head wound which has nothing to do with the plot. Watch out for amplifiers to the for’ed, kids!\n\nTheir swampy island party gets broken up by a jellyfish monster, which is kind of a neat coincidence because they just happen to dance to a song about jellyfish by Neil Sedaka. That’s right, Neil Sedaka, because this shindig is whiter than Wonder Bread!\n\nMike and the bots try not to be terrified by the monster’s obvious rubber swim fins and… whatever the heck is going on with its head! They struggle not to identify the killer immediately because, come on, it’s obviously that one guy! They start a dance craze of their own, soon to sweep the nation!"

"In the aftermath of the Neutron Wars, the planet is rendered a bitter wasteland. Mutants roam the countryside. Travelers fear for their lives. Lucrative olive loaf sponsorships are no more. Fortunately, not all heroes were tied up. One man has hung around: David Carradine.\n\nOf course, he shows up wearing the loiniest of loincloths, so opinions may differ whether that’s a good thing or not. David and his loincloth get abducted by the sinister Lord Zirpola and forced to compete in Deathsport. The rules are, from what we can tell: Everyone has to wear a stupid helmet. It’s understandably the most popular sport on the planet.\n\nZirpola is suffering from “Brain Decay,” which is what happens when you forget to floss your brain between meals. Carradine sees this as a chance to escape, but he didn’t count on one thing: that Pearl would also serve up a twisted short about hygiene for high school boys. Is there no end to these post-apocalyptic horrors?!"