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Never saw the show. Loved the movie. And I suspect having no frame of reference in which to interpret the behavior of flying french fries and/or the motivations of an amorphous meatwad might have actually added to my experience.
This landmark film is like the search for the holy grail meets the Terminator for a string-theory stroll through time and space with pregnant, gym-techno loving robots, poodles with laser beam eyes, creepy Abe Lincoln, and the sweet, sweet sounds of an armless milkshake creaking out maudlin singer/songwriter fare to save humanity from total destruction. There are also death metal concessions, mad scientists, aliens, MC Hammer pants, and a helpful sex-ed lesson done-up right with squeaky chalk and helpful diagrams. Don’t worry, everyone’s favorite terrorist Mooninites get their fair share of screen time, and the mysteries of the ancient Egyptian pyramids are finally revealed. Also there are pelvic thrusts.
Aqua Teen Hunger Force Colon Movie Film For Theaters opens tomorrow, April 13. Run, don’t walk.