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That the increasingly ridiculous use of Soviets as stereotyped villains signified the end is very astute. And makes me realise something else… Red Heat and Red Scorpion both came out in 1988. When your enemies are presented as genuinely dangerous, the war is still on. When you're not only making your enemies

Well, everyone knows the two to three minutes of first-person footage in Doom was the most amount of time a normal person could watch this sort of thing before going from 'cool' to 'interesting' to 'huh' to 'I still haven't see a giant floaty green keycard' all the way to 'boring'. What this film presupposes is… maybe

Oh for goodness sake, people act as if this is the first time Superman has forced the retirement of a prominent and talented composer. But they forget that in a couple of early Superman comics he can be seen suggesting to a bandleader that he should get out of the business if he can't deal fairly with the contract of

I say we take off and Nike the entire site from orbit.

Hope you enjoy the rule of President Presidenty McPresidentyface.

If your listicles glorify after fucking for more than three days, consult your curator.

If by 'boy' you mean 'grandmother's candle-ghost-alien lover', sure.

Worf swore a blood-oath against all cosmetics after his father was blamed for the Khitomer Mascara.

I prefer his I, Liner.

To the insinuation that artistic is in opposition to realistic - cheerfully withdrawn.

I wonder if the non-satire satire of having true-blue gentlemen save the world from the lesser breeds will be as palatable when it comes to an American version. Unless, of course, the Statesmen take nice, polite, quiet young men and turn them into yahoos and cowboys.

Unfortunately the confusion + the belief in the power of the R-rating might lead to the Crossed adaptation that the world doesn't really need.

Carpentry is really good for your core. Jesus wasn't just into exercising his glamour muscles.

In the UK the yearly military parade/birthday party known as Trooping the Colour is done in as old-fashioned uniforms as possible so as to distract the peasants from the reality of what year they live in.

She should've etta less candy.

Aquaman's beard.

(A single tear trickles down Doug Benson's face as he sadly contemplates the sample script for his new TV series, which is actually just the transcript of a Drunk History episode with the word 'Drunk' replaced with 'Stoned'.)

I don't honestly know if it counts as faith-based, but The Way, starring Martin Sheen and directed by Emilio Estevez is pretty decent.

Could I interest you in this fine 6-year-old 'Mayhem of the Music Meister!' from Batman: TBATB? Featuring Neil Patrick Harris?