Years ago I read an excerpt from Four Screenplays With Essays in Esquire Magazine, and the story from writing Marathon Man stuck with me. In the first draft imagined by Goldman, Nazi dentist Szell (Laurence Olivier) tortures Tom Levy (Dustin Hoffman) by drilling into a dead tooth. Young Goldman had a bad dentist, so…

A reviewer years ago re-titled this film “Asshole In Fur”. I took that as a strike against.

Even bestest touch: Phil has a very old Keebler elf on his cabinet. Wonder who that could refer to.

Hank’s final reveal wearing the Batman mask while doing the Darkman end voiceover was one of the funniest fakeouts the show has done, and it’s been pretty damn good with fakeouts.

Both Jane Little and Col. Bruce died on different stages in Atlanta; she died at Atlanta Symphony Hall, and he died at the Fox Theater.

Jerry Casale was there when the Ohio National Guard opened fire at Kent State University

I’ve got two. The first was in Hot Shots! Part Deux, at the groundbreaking for president Lloyd Bridges’ library, with all of the living presidents attending. Since Bridges is clumsy, he begins swinging the shovel and whacking all of the presidents except Ford - who falls over on his own. Me and my cadre of old guys…

I know it’s an old joke, but I took that as a Community Reference:

Holy crap, that was Breyfolgle? The Bob Violence stories all done in rhyme? I still remember the one in iambic pentameter. Gotta pull those out soon.

I know I have Batman: Holy Terror, an Elseworlds where Reverend Bruce Wayne fights the theocracy that murdered his parents. Damn good art in that one. R.I.P.

Once Hank thinks Dean has stolen his girl (or Dean actually does) and all of his money-making schemes bite the dust, will he become a super-villain and arch his own brother, thus following the family path? I can see him becoming somewhat successful, much like he was in “Venture Libre” as The Bat (just before…

There’s gotta be a doctorate-level course in finding the connections on this show. I just got the previous season on DVD, and now I’m going to have to go back to the beginning and trace all of the throw-away connections.

It’s obvious, isn’t it? The flashy costumes, world tours, and overproduced albums are attempts at world domination.

As soon as he said “Toast!” I thought, “it’s only been two years?” Orpheus’s calm-as-hell retort was priceless.

The drink or the frog’s ass?

White wine is too sweet for me, so I pair red wine with anything. Including the turkey on sourdough sandwich I just ate. It did pair nicely with the macaroni salad, though - a pure savory poem.

Indeed. In Casino Royale the Vesper Martini uses both vodka and gin (along with Kina Lillet, a wine-fruit liqueur blend), and he gives the bartender precise instructions on how to make it, since the bartender probably would ask those questions anyway.

If I recall, he’s the only one that does absolutely no damage to the car at all.

It’s even funnier when you consider the St. Crispin’s Day speech from Henry V.

I try to use that line as much as possible. My co-workers all think I’m insane, and I let them think that.

I’m with you. As an exercise, just look at the sets for this thing; it’s a schizo dream come to life, and every buck spent on sets is on the screen. Even the little touches: the Shoveler’s daughter wearing a Captain Amazing t-shirt, or the insane asylum official wearing (what looks like) a Soviet medal, or the neon…