A few thoughts, such as seals:
* My theater in the Scranton area was a less full than for the Manos showing. Maybe about half full this time.
* To answer the question, I and a few other people chuckled at the golfer joke.
* My rough unscientific guess is about 30 percent of the Birdemic riffs were new.
* Fave riff from the short: “Time to soap up the ol’ junk again…”
* I still don’t get the point of these movies. Where they a prelude to some sort of motivational talk?
* Gotta get me a shoulder squirrel.
* Only one short. Is this the first time for that? It reflects that fact that the movie is, among many other awful things that it is, much too long. I’ve talked before about this phenomenon: there is a point — I find that it is somewhere around the 70-75 minute mark, were casual fans start to feel like, “well, that’s enough of that,” whereas hardcore fans are happy to continue. This movie starts to get really really crazy right about that point, so people just blasted through it for the most part, but a second short would have made for too long a night.
* There were a LOT of moments where the riffers had to hold for (or talk over) people laughing at the actual movie. I think, having probably seen it a dozen or more times, they’d sort of forgotten how riotously unintentionally funny the movie is the first time you see it. A really good example was the times that some character would successfully hit one of the birds and they would drop–bloop!–out of the sky like the wire holding them up had been cut. That happened many, many times and the audience in Nashville–and in my theater–laughed just as hard each time, something I’m not sure the riffers were expecting. “Good!”
* Bill takes the prize for the biggest flub (“play with my PCP”) but he ad-libbed like a pro and of course Mike and Kevin had his back.
* Fave riff: “Yeah I’m gonna be late, I’m stuck behind some knob who doesn’t know how to walk.”
UPDATE: Chris Griffy of Examiner.com has a review.