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On the other hand, I'd love to see an alternate-universe Parks where O'Heir is playing Swanson.  Just one episode is all I'd need (or want).

I dunno… Last week, 8 Flavahs were really damn good, something no one but their mothers ever said about IconicBoyz.   They have it in them to put on a great show and actually earn it.  This week's was unfortunate.

Poor J.C.  You could see the gears spinning in his head for the most delicate way to say "I'm sorry about your mom's cancer, but your performance was not very good," which it wasn't, and which he was the only person willing to say out loud.  I totally understand why tact trumps direct honesty (there's no doubt that

Question about this track list: why are composers named in some cases and not in others?  Bernstein didn't write "The Young Person's Guide" or "Carnival of the Animals" (that's Britten and Saint-Saens, respectively) but the other orchestras and choirs listed do include the composer's names.  Is there a reason for this?

I'd love to hear your take on Heathers… I've only seen it two or three times, and though there are things I like (it's quotable as all hell), I still find it an enjoyable mess.  One of the times I saw it was at a big-screen showing hosted by Michael Lehman and Daniel Waters, who basically admitted upfront that they

His performance in Circle of Friends wasn't that bad, although all he had to do was stand around and look dreamy, which was well within his range of abilities at the time.

The curious thing about this movie is, the more dated it gets, the more timeless it feels.  I'm much more fond of it now than when I first saw it, and I know part of that is nostalgia value… but it's aging really, really well.

LaShawn and Princess: so boring they have to share a story

My perspective is my perspective, and her perspective is her perspective. Both of them are right, right? Because it’s subjective.

I'd add another thing, which is that the film's lack of characters is a big problem, too.  In Slacker, Before Sunrise and whatnot we're more inclined to forgive the intro-level philosophy because it seems part of who these people are, whether college-age kids lounging around Austin or mildly pretentious young people

I go back and forth over whether I prefer Dawn or Martin as my favorite Romero film.  Dawn is untouchable, of course.  Martin does have its flaws - the police v. drug dealers collision late in the film isn't very well handled - but its sense of place, of industrial decline, of 70s malaise, is just unbelievably good.

Heh, it's not just you.  I've been complaining about this since the first episode, but there's not much we can do about it.  MTV is determined to camera-swoop us all into submission.

[Lil Mama]  took the words right out of my mouth: “Y’all did NOT come out here and just SERVE us like that!”

Not to give anything away, but one of the big conceits in the original is that there's not exactly a clear line between someone infected with a virus that makes them crazy and, say, a traumatized Vietnam veteran.  Whether Romero maximizes that kind of ambiguity is another question, but it's such a compelling idea that

This is the only of his 70s films I haven't seen (we pretend There's Always Vanilla doesn't exist, right?)

Now there's an idea: a crossover spin-off that has Randall and T-Dog getting into adventures together.  Randall can try to find a job in post-apocalyptic Atlanta, and T-Dog can occasionally speak a full sentence or two.

Reasonably strong season overall.  I mentioned a few weeks ago that Mark Lilly is one of my favorite characters on television right now, in part because he's such a refreshing riff on a stereotype that's long been worn-out, the sensitive but neutered guy who's way out of his depth.  Nothing makes a limp platitude

This made a nice companion to last season's closer, where Cartman's fantasy world isn't just played for laughs, but something a little more sinister.  How long before Cupid Me turns homicidal toward Cartman's other fantasy friends?

Nah.  I don't quite have the level of vitriol that Nathan has, but I've given up on Moore after barely making it through Sicko.  Roger & Me is still a largely unassailable work, although its weakest spots are Moore's attempts at stunt interviews, which aren't so effective in retrospect.  Ever since then it's been a

Oh, Simon Rex, who got his start in gay masturbation videos.  Seriously.. could you find a more appropriate cameo for a movie like this?