And the clip-show generating poisonous thorns.

And the clip-show generating poisonous thorns.

I need to see it in the theatre. The imagery of that last section, when Pocahontas is in England, is so startling and hallucinatory that I imagine it must be an incredible experience to see it on the big screen.

I need to see it in the theatre. The imagery of that last section, when Pocahontas is in England, is so startling and hallucinatory that I imagine it must be an incredible experience to see it on the big screen.

That magazine she was masturbating with? Good Housekeeping.

That magazine she was masturbating with? Good Housekeeping.

Thirded. I'm also partial to "1983… (A Merman I Should Turn To Be)" by The Jimi Hendrix Experience, "In Held 'Twas In I" by Procol Harum, "Funeral For A Friend (Love Lies Bleeeding)" by Elton John, and "The Musical Box" by Genesis.

Thirded. I'm also partial to "1983… (A Merman I Should Turn To Be)" by The Jimi Hendrix Experience, "In Held 'Twas In I" by Procol Harum, "Funeral For A Friend (Love Lies Bleeeding)" by Elton John, and "The Musical Box" by Genesis.

Oh come on, none of the allegations have yet to be proven.

Oh come on, none of the allegations have yet to be proven.

NEVER FORGET

NEVER FORGET

Or this guy: http://www.theonion.com/art…

Or this guy: http://www.theonion.com/art…

No photo of P. G. Wodehouse with his pekes? Come on!

No photo of P. G. Wodehouse with his pekes? Come on!

To be fair, sequels were anathema for the first few decades of cinema, after Train Arriving at a Different Station became the biggest flop of the nineteenth century.

To be fair, sequels were anathema for the first few decades of cinema, after Train Arriving at a Different Station became the biggest flop of the nineteenth century.

I assume you didn't go to Romania, because you surely would have mentioned how particularly obsessed they are with Dallas there:

I assume you didn't go to Romania, because you surely would have mentioned how particularly obsessed they are with Dallas there: