Still spinning across the ice from that last spectacular faceplant, the mushrooms suddenly skidded into warm sands, starry skies, and suspiciously flying carpets. With snake-charming sultans, genie negotiations, and too many cursed lamps, will they charm their way through "Arabian Nights" or end up simmering in a sultan’s midnight feast?
a wide-angle, cinematic shot captures an insanely crazy anthropomorphic mushroom ice hockey player, adorned in a vibrant red and white hockey jersey and protective gear, hurtling towards the goal at breakneck speed. His oversized, mushroom-capped head bobs with each stride, his eyes wide with manic ...