Regarding Last Tango and Straw Dogs.

Yeah, I can imagine the line between “acting like sexual assault” and “actual sexual assault” is a line marked in split seconds and half-inches.

One does not simply turn loose an international jewelry thief from county jail. One sends in a rogue-ish lockpick in a 3-piece suit, who has a cockney accent and lot of dynamite to break her out and drive into the sunset in an elaborate chase involving a 1963 Ford Thunderbird convertible barreling across the desert…

Agreed. The best way to get someone to brush you off and disregard your opinion is to get angry and tell them they’re wrong and you’re right.

I say nay, if only because a person who isn’t organized or patient enough to wrap a bottle of wine in the freezer 15 minutes before they drink it probably shouldn’t be consuming alcohol.

It is disturbing, but less in a “Oh man, that thing that just happened is gross and upsetting,” and more in the literal meaning of, “I’d never thought of anything like that before, and now I might have to change my entire philosophy toward life,” though there’s plenty of the former.

I can honestly say that I started reading Jerusalem right after Christmas, and I haven’t finished it yet.

I would suggest Alan Moore’s new novel Jerusalem, which features Lucia Joyce prominently during her stay in Northampton’s Bedlam asylum.

His father went to a military academy.

Because A) no one wants to spend the money to remove it, and once removed, no one knows where to put it, and B) every time someone at city council brings up the topic, THIS happens.

Charlottesville IS the surrounding city. It’s the oasis of blue (hence the taking down Gen. Lee) in a sea of stunted, drooling idiot red. Drive 20 minutes outside of town in any direction, and you’re likely to hit the meth capitol of the state, which doesn’t make sense geographically, but still remains true somehow.

That’s from Google images. Not mine. Mine were not as impressive.

Honestly, what bugged me most in Ghost World was how she took a finished piece of advertising art (Coon’s Chicken) and passed it off as her own. That’s not how found art works! Your teacher should know that!

Grow your own, buddy! The set-up is $50 worth of gardening supplies and mason jars, and the spores are legal to buy and ship to 48 states. Look up the P. F. Tek method.

All I learned was that I definitely am not gay, and that there is no proof other than the word of a racist, miogynist shut-in (H. P. Lovecraft, in case I was too subtle) that Cthulhu and the Old ones are evil at all.

Why bother? The spores are legal to buy in 48 states, and you can grow your own in less than 3 months.

Mushrooms have an LD50 of something like 200 grams. One active dose is between 2 and 5 grams.

I did a bookmaking afterschool class for kids once. They were young, so it was mostly “Fold the paper. Draw on the inside flaps, write a cover on the front. Book!”

That’s because (in part) all the men in those stock photos, you’ll notice, wear neck ties, which are notorious disease vectors and rarely washed.

I’d bet money that the writer/director remembered the sketch, and attempted to change it enough to make it an original concept. But failed.