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It's the eat show.

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It's the eagle.

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I'm ready to tell my secret now. Okay. I hear the eak show. How often do you hear it? All the time. M Night Shyamalan. Six Sense. Do you remember seeing that fucking movie? The Sixth Sense? M. Night Shyamalan. Saw a clip about him last night. New movie coming up. Remain. Gucci Remain. Ha ha hout Gucci. Wayne talking about Gucci cat. M Knight Shyamalan. I mean he changed film. In my opinion, he changed film. He's Hitchcockkian. Matt Lockian. Ho ho! Matt Locke always comes up. I never watch that fucking shit show. Matt Locke. Fucking Matt fucking Locke. John Locke! LOST! I don't want to get off this island. Fucking dead-on impression.

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M.

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Knight Shyamalan. Spell his last name. Guy's a fucking legend. The what if? Focusing on anticipation. The anticipation of death is actually more disturbing than death itself. I remember when I saw the sixth sense in the theatre. Giant fucking tub with fucking popcorn and sprinkled de Reci's inside of it. The sugary salty fucking mix. I remember when I saw that movie in the theater, I was like, not fucking bad at all. Johnny Wahlberg! He's the fucking guy in the beginning of it. He's the whole fucking movie, the whole fucking thriller ride. Just twists and turns throughout the movie at the end. You're like, holy shit! He's dead! Bruce Willis, John McClane, is dead! That's why the kid can talk to him. He's having conversations with dead people. And Bruce Willis is fucking dead! What a movie, man. If you haven't seen that one, I don't fucking give a rat shit. It's been out for fucking what, 25 years? 30 years? I don't even know. Get on your horse. I guess the next thing you're gonna tell me is that you haven't seen The Wizard of Oz. Well, The Wicked Witch of the West. At the end, pour fucking water on her and melt her right into the floor. Ah, what a world! What a world! What a world!

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What a world. M.

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Night Shyamalan, to me, is Hitchcockian. I mean, that is a fucking compliment. He just decided he was gonna do shit his own way, gonna be in his movies, always has cameos, plays, you know, random little parts, writes all his own shit, directs or co-directs his own shit, has his family in his movies, the latest or one of the more recent ones, Trap. Fucking Mousetrap. What a game that was. We play Mousetrap right now. I fucking win that game in the first fucking try. I think you just build a fucking sort of contraption that, you know, this happens, then this happens, and then fucking water pours in a bucket that spills into a fucking trough that moves the ball and the mouse trap falls down on the fucking mouse. But the recent movie, fucking trap, Josh Hartnett, comeback, he was in a fucking great movie years ago, Blackhawk Down. That was a good one. He was in that uh O movie, the remake of Othello. Was Makai Pfeiffer in that sucker? I don't remember. M. Knight decides to do fucking a play on visuals, right? He he finds a way to make movies that nobody else, the stories he tells is why he's where he is. A little unknown guy from nowhere did movies from the beginning. I remember watching a documentary on him. Some sort of mystical magic of fucking M. Night Shyamalan and watching him when he was a kid. He was making these fucking horror movies around his house. I remember doing shit like that, and everybody does fucking shit like that when they're young, but you don't fucking stick with it. The guy stuck with it, and now he's a fucking mastermind of sort of the thriller. Uh-oh. The unknown. The twist ending. Do the twist. I'm fucking doing it right now on the driver's seat. Twist! Can I get you a twist of limes, huh? I think M. Knight Shawnalan to me is one of the more unique film directors and writers in the last 30 years, maybe 40, 50 years. Again, calling him Hitchcockkian. You have the old school fucking horror directors or odd directors like Argento, Kubrick with his photo twist and odd way of filming and telling stories. I don't know if Kubrick wrote his stories though, right? He didn't, he's the director. M.I.'s writing these fucking tales of fucking doom and gloom and horror and twists. I remember being excited when Unbreakable came out, right? Unbreakable's unbelievable. It starts with a train crash where everybody dies except one guy. Yet again, John McClain. What does it you said before? Yippee Kaye. Motherfucker. What'd you say your name was again? Clay. Bill Clay. Hans fucking Gruber. So Bruce Willis is this fucking real life superhero. Another beauty. And then after that, you've got the fucking village. Just a play on how fucking horrible real society is. But no matter what you do, if you try to escape the human spirit, human issues, something's always gonna try to find its way out. You could build your own society and have some sort of built-in or created fear. Those who we do not speak of in fucking red cloaks have zero problem wearing a red cloak where nobody could see my face for the rest of my life. That would be a fucking outstanding life. You don't have to worry about fashion. You just fucking wear a red cloak and it covers your face. Nobody knows who you are. Like, oh shit, is that the is that the Eekshow guy? Is that Ekshow? Those who we do not speak of. You don't cross into my fucking woods, and I don't cross into your village. Those who we do not speak of! Imnight. And then he has some kind of really weird movies come out after those three. Lady in the Water, which I actually saw. That's like Ron Howard's daughter when she was just starting to pop. Paul Giamatti, man, top-tier actor. Kind of a cool sort of fantasy mythical story about this woman in the water that connects the entire story. It's like you're reading a book and watching it. Scientific mythological legend lore. I remember he got a lot of crap for the happening. Not a well-acted movie. You know, listen, Wahlberg, you've done some fucking beauties in your career, man. Boogie Knights, man. One, two, three, five, eight, whatever. His buddies making the fucking margaritas at the pool porn party. I guess you call it fucking porn stars. Hanging out at a pool and fucking chillin' fucking and felin, god. The happening to me was a good idea. People with allergies probably enjoyed that movie. Not only do you have allergies in the fucking environments trying to affect how you breathe and live, but it's actually trying to fucking kill you and make you fucking walk off the side of a building. The happening! What's happening? That fucking guy. That show. Fuck up. Not the one fucking talking about this shit. You're just fucking listening, kid. Kidding Eek Showland. Ekshound, I hope you're having a good morning. I hope you're having a good afternoon. A good day. Hope you had some nice fucking cheeseburgers yesterday. And then he started to sort of lose himself a little bit. I can't remember the movies that were between the happening and the visit. The visit was good. It's about uh grandparents where these kids go to visit their grandparents or in-laws. They yeah, grandparents they've never met before. So that's an interesting movie. Now we're getting towards more, you know, 15 years, maybe 10 years, so I won't wreck that fucking twist. Do the twist? Oh! That's the second time I'm doing in my fucking driver's seat. Dancing with the stars fucking hold on, I gotta grab the other line. They're on it. Yeah, look, you wanna come to the dancing with the stars? Or you had a fucking drone camera looking in your window. Saw you doing the twist. Uh, you in? No. I'm too busy doing the fucking eek show, bitch. Get off my back and leave me alone. Leave me alone. Oh, honey. MJ back again, Jackson! I gotta see that Michael Jackson movie. This fucking moonwalk the whole way to the theater. I'm not gonna drive. I'm just gonna open the front door and moonwalk all the way to the theater. It's like a mile, maybe two miles away. Oh, the world record for fucking moonwalking is now the Eek Show! The Eek Show is moonwalk to the theater. That's so fucking stupid that someone out there is gonna do that or did that. Can you imagine you see on the news this guy moonwalk to the theater to see the Michael Jackson movie, the biopic? I mean, I can't believe that hasn't been on the news already. Fucking Eek Show's dropping these ideas like fucking flies on a rib roast. So M Knight fucking makes this movie the visit, and then he comes out with one that I saw on an airplane. Oooould O. You drag that deep dark demon voice Ool? That's about fucking relying on fucking shit. Fucking medicine. Again, I won't give any more than that. These picking people go to an island where they fucking age too fast. Interesting fucking idea. I like the end, it's a twist for sure. The Wayward Pines is a fucking story he did about some like fucking demons and shit. Fucking creatures. He's big on fucking sci-fi slash horror supernatural. I think he likes that fucking the line between is this real or is it not real? He's very good at making you drawing you into an idea and making you think you figured it out and then boom. You don't know. You don't know what happened. You're like, holy shit, someone fucking pissed on my french fries. So you fucking you wash them off, you think you're you're safe, and you eat them, and you ha ha ha ha! Your buddy's like, no, I shit on them too. What a twist! Fucking M night, M Night Eek. Oh, M Knight. For me, you're one of my favorite sort of rando movie director writers. I don't put your movies at the top of all the best movies I've ever seen, but I think that you individually are one of the more um unique and inspiring, sort of interesting people in film. As a true movie, uh movie quotes, creative fiction fan, I think that you have you found a pocket that really had been gone for a while and you are Hitchcockian. So well done, sir. Well done. M. night shamalan. I thank you for all your thrills, spills, and chills. Eat drink and chill! Ho ho! I'm not trying to sell anything. My opinion is ho! Just like to fucking sing the song. Eat drink and chill. Just made up my own there. Should sell fucking vials of fake blood. M Knight might enjoy that. Fucking get royalties from it. Royalties. The last week of time, what have I noticed? What have I seen? What has inspired me? What has desired me? I noticed a space station go over our home the other night. My daughter's in the living room, our uh cozy fucking TV den, and she goes, Dad, Dad, can we go in the back? She's like, can we go in the back? Can we go in the back? Sorry, I gotta do the uh a little bit more frantic voice. Can we can we go in the back? Can we go in the back? I'm like, sure, no problem. What what a she's got some app on her phone, like an astronomy, astronomy star planet fucking app that plays this music. It's pretty nice. You just sit there and you sort of sit in the spa, but she's looking at stars and planets, and she's like, Dad, there's gonna be a drone right above us. And I'm thinking, like, I'm not a drone, sorry. Uh a space station. So listen, I know that sounds made up. Not a fucking drone, okay? This isn't, I don't live in New Jersey, and there's giant fucking cars fucking flying over my house, which were just drones, I assume. They weren't spaceships. She's like, we gotta go. We gotta do go now. She sort of sort of had the fucking time down. I'm thinking, like, sure, we'll walk out, look up, see the stars. I know it's a clear night. Hey, been out there with the dogs. Just as it was getting dark, and our backyard's really good. There's no lights in our neighborhood. We all have our power lines are underneath. We don't have telephone poles or lights. In our fucking neighborhood, it'd be the ultimate game of fucking manhunt because you need night vision to play in the entire fucking neighborhood. There's no fucking lights. It's unbelievable. Honestly, it's a fucking good time if you just drive around. You ever driving down the road and you're in dark and you're with your group of friends, you just shut the lights off. Hopefully you don't fucking hit anything, right? But you just do it for a fucking couple seconds or however long you dare. I don't encourage anybody to do this, right? Don't do this at home. My brother used to always do it on fucking weird, kind of random side roads at night. He'd shut the lights off, and it'd be like, ah, and they turn it back on. You know, that's fucking funny shit. But anyways, in terms of fucking this big moment, I'm thinking in my head, she's awesome. She's really into science. She's really into fucking space and astronomy lately. She was really into the fucking planets when they sort of took one away and renamed it, and you know, yada yada yada, the fucking astronauts and that whole thing. I put the fucking backyard shit shoes on. I call them shit shoes because every now and then I'm gonna step and shit with them. So I call them shit shoes. We step out onto the fucking back porch. She's like, Dad, look up. I look up and it's the fucking satellite, and it's not like a tiny speck like normal. You can see satellites most nights if it's clear. You can find one. You know, those aren't stars, they're fucking satellites in space. It's the biggest satellite in motion I've ever seen. She's like, we're only gonna have like 10 seconds to see it. It's like instantaneously crossing, like right directly above. It's almost as if I'm doing a pencil into the pool, looking up, and there is the fucking satellite crossing over the top of our house, thousands, hundreds of thousands of feet up, wherever these satellites are up in fucking space. And you can tell it's still small enough where it's not a fucking star, it's not a plane, it's not a helicopter. We yelled to mom, like, come on, you gotta come out and see this. Yell to my wife, you gotta come. You only got five seconds. She gets out there and she sees it. Not a UFO, not aliens, a fucking satellite. And there's people on that satellite, and I just looked up at him. I'm like, you guys gotta see some fucking M. Night Shyamalan movies. I hope you're fucking watching some up there. He's gotta do a movie about space. This is the Eekshow, Eek E-K S-H-O-W dot show is where you find me on Instagram. It's not Hitchcockian, but it is Eekshow Walkian, K. Paul Walker, R.I.P. kid. I don't know why that came up, but you know, fucking rhymed a little bit. Info at Eekshow.show. What kind of fucking top-tier directors or fucking film people, maybe even musicians? Like, who do you follow? Who's one of your top five sort of impressive people? Like, who are you inspired by? M-night's been one of mine for a long time. Like I said, I don't think he's as good of a like what he does as maybe Daniel Day Lewis is at acting. I don't think he's as good at what he does as maybe Eminem is at rapping or Eddie Van Halen, right? I don't think he's that, but he's Hitchcockying, and Alfred Hitchcock is maybe one of the masters of suspense of all time. Edgar Allan Poe, Alfred Hitchcock, Rod Serling. You gotta put M. Knight Shyamalan in that group of names at this point. You gotta put his name in there. That's impressive. This is the Eek Show. How often do you hear the Eek Show? All the time.