'Mars Attacks' or Beer?

I'm a big fan of 'Mars Attacks' the 1996 Tim Burton B-Movie paying homage to the old dare I say crap films from the 50's about invasions from outer space and the like. In actual fact, 'Mars Attacks' is probably my all time favourite film, on more level than one. What that says about me I don't know, I have a very varied selection of films that I love and ones I like to watch. I could go on and on for hours about this, arguing both good and bad points but to me they're all good as the bad is deliberatley bad making it good? This may seem odd but there is a reason why I mentioned 'Mars Attacks'.

The design on the can from East London brewers Beavertown, Gamma Ray, American Pale Ale is reminiscent of scenes from 'Mars Attacks'. Little aliens in green outfits zapping people with their ray guns, turning people into smouldering piles of brightly coloured bone. I know that is pretty much the idea of any evil little alien but it is remarkably similar to the ones in 'Mars Attacks', maybe the illustrator is a fan like me. Once again I seemed to have been overwhelmed and lost in memories of how f***ing fantastic a film it actually was. To put into perspective how much I love it, I had a copy on VHS once upon a time when there still existed. Everyday, when I used to get home from school, I'd stick it on a and have a little watch. I did this repeatedly until the video tape functioned no more, the magnetic strip that stores the video was ruined and I could no longer watch my favourite. It wasn't until a few years later when DVDs were commonplace that I bought myself a new copy.

If you've never seen it, I'd recommend watching it without any expectations of greatness and allow how cheesy and crass the acting is and you are sure to be blown away, like the people in the film.

The beer, the beer, the beer... where do I begin.

It's a hoppy hand grenade, packed full of citrussy goodness, alcohol and smoothness to rival some of the finest chashmere the world has ever seen. A little more sparkly than I was expecting but nothing unpleasent, it wasn't like opening up a can of Iron Bru and it fizzing up and spraying all over the place. I have no idea of the canning procedure so I'll just take it that that is how canned craft beers come.

A beer that not only cheers me up by forcing enjoyable memories of the past into my conscious train of thought, but also manages to fill my brain with fresh new ones is certainly something special.

One can will not do, the need is for more and more but I have to settle with only one for this moment. It will live on forever and also the next time I crack one open. Is this my new session beer, Only time will tell.

I could quite literally go on for hours about this film and/or the beer but I must and will keep things short and sweet. Whoever comes up with the illustrations for this can an the others in the range is brilliant and deserves a jolly good pat on the back.

An interesting article about the history of 'Mars Attacks' and a small film review.

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A great place to discover more about Beavertown... their website.

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