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Pop Culture Portmanteau
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It can be two things.

My takeaway was R2 was in low-power mode while he was digging through the Imperial archives for the big piece of the map and just happened to finally crack it just at the right time.

I feel like the movie would've benefited from a tighter through-line. In ANH, it's "Stolen Death Star plans > Returning R2 > Blowing up the Death Star." With some fried Beru on the side. This one it's "Stolen Skywalker map > Returning BB > Chance Han encounter leading to unexpected battle and that stuff about daddy's

Esquivel, RHH and Booker T are all phefuckingnominal versions.

I do the same thing, but I deeply love Drunk Santa songs. (What's up, Clyde Lasley). WMFU's Fool's Paradise Xmas shows are a treasure trove for those.

It can be bad. But every so often, it gets used well. Like the opening bars to "Christmas in Jail."

Oh hey. Another trite too-hip-for-christmas piece. It's like internet pop culture criticism coalesced around the ethos of one of the many NOFX Christmas songs. Yeah, we get it. If you worked retail some of these songs can be punishing. But for anyone else under 50, who spends enough time shopping in an actual mall or

It'll never get consideration as a Christmas classic from Serious Rap Connoisseurs, but MC Chris' "Evergreen" is fun as fuck. (His "Christmas Vacation" is also fun, but somewhat lazy.)

Are we going to get at least one rocker this year? I got needs in my Xmas mixtaping here.

Here, if you want to make this even more seasonally sad, here's Scott perfectly nailing the bittersweet melancholy of Peanuts as he annihilates "Christmastime is Here" (with Dean DeLeo doing some really gorgeous jazz guitar work) https://www.youtube.com/wat…

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why does HE have to be White Darth Maul? Why don't you call the other one RED Darth Maul?

Holiday Undercover is the single greatest thing AV Club does every year that isn't presented by Duracell.

Remembering, remembering other Christmases. Pushing your nose against the plate-glass store windows until the cold of it made your head ache. Wishing for something. What was it? Roller skates? Bike? Sled? Games? Nothing like that. Something bigger. More important. Something special.

Wait, wait, wait. Is this because they hate ya?

I tried Dark Side Google Maps, but at no point in the step-by-step directions did it tell me to use my anger and run over a Jedi on my way home. This is bullshit.

At the risk of actually sounding sincere, I'd say the biggest thing that's slowly poisoning my enjoyment of this site isn't something unique to this place. But rather, it's endemic to pop culture crit at large at the moment. That's a heavy-handed drumbeat of only examining art through the lens of

Where's the boy, String? Where's Hot Pie? That's all I want to know. Where's Hot Pie at? Where the fuck is Hot Pie? Where's Hot Pie, String?

All this nonsense about Star Wars is distracting us from the real issue going on here: That Freddie Mercury doesn't believe in Frankenstein. Well then who was my Mad Science 201 professor, then? Huh, Freddie? WHO?

Klosterman said that Ironic Hipster Contrarians were the Jedi Knights of rock criticism. At last, the circle is complete.

I think the new Marvel comics are canon, which would put Nar Shadda back in play. I think. Maybe. I didn't pay too close attention. Shut up, YOU read too many Star Wars comics.