Get the fuck out of here with that "Malort" shit. Don't you recognize an Ö when you see one? It's right there on the bottle!

Lots of sympathy, hope the recovery goes as smooth as possible.

Suede's recent album Bloodsports was surprisingly strong, a return to the more direct, hit-y sound of Coming Up, which I always felt was their strongest album.

Yikes! I remember one of the adult-ish players in my local Magic The Gathering shop from back when I was a kid owning several Ancestral Recall, maybe as many as four, but no one ever saw them as more than curiosities since they were "Type 1 cards", a format no one ever played.

…except for the Robert Patrick dummy being dragged behind the car when Arnold and the gang escapes the asylum, and a bunch of actors splashing around in what is clearly just water lit with red and orange porn lights when the T1000 melts at the steel mill. But yeah, other than that there's some amazing stuff in there.

It has some wildly problematic story implications and some of the worst sidekicks ever put to celluloid, but I've never bought Temple of Doom being a miserable film. It's probably about 3/4 as fun as Raiders, which is still pretty damn fun!

Still not buying it. 12 year old kids drown all the time, don't tend to make great rescue buddies towards one another, and shouldn't be given instructions regarding how to build a sensory deprivation tank when excitedly calling and asking for it late on a Friday night.

Where's the reposted Daily Mail Comments-account?

There have been indications that Boomerang was much more of a racist asshole/sexist creep in an earlier cut of the movie, and that "his" ending is a remnant from that.

Isn't there another finale to that movie as well? I seem to remember Bond and a bunch of female circus performers storming a deeply unconvincing Indian temple-set, or is that from another Moore film?

Fuck yeah! I mean, Liman seems like a strange choice, but this is still at least on some level Guillermo del Toro's take on DC's stable of supernatural characters. Too perfect.

Just be James Bond already!

It kind of is, although Joe Don Baker's villain is cartoony enough and there's a henchman named "Necros". Real-world or not, I found the plot pretty much impenetrable, and not in that Graham Greene/John le Carré "no one ever knows what's going on in the world of espionage"-way.

There's definitely a heavy blaxploitation vibe going on in the movie, which I guess could be considered a nod to counter culture, but casting Roger Moore as the lead of your 1973 movie is a highly ineffectual way of distancing yourself from the "Mad Men" era. Moore may have been cool, but he was never hip or current.

Depends on how you define "sensitive". He does cynically string D'Abo's character along on a lie to get to the Russian defector for about 2/3 of the movie, but he's also visibly pining for her along the way. Dalton is an OK romantic lead, but he really shines as the Fleming-adjacent cruel, blunt instrument. He'd have…

I watched three James Bond movies.

AV Club writers sure do cry a lot.

For the sake of commentarial diversity: I've easily had some of my closest brushes with euphoria in clubs, and that's without drugs other than alcohol. They can be (and often are) pretty awful places, but the potential for something far more awesome than PJs and TV is almost always there. For me, anyway.

Hm.

My local newspaper ran this online under the headline "STAR WARS LEGEND DEAD" and equal-sized pictures of Daisy Ridley, someone in a Chewbacca suit, Harrison Ford, and George Lucas shaking hands with Kenny Baker, who's way out to the left in the picture. Stay classy guys.