@BarryMcCockiner:disqus , I believe that Scorsese has said that that was his rationale in filming the scene.

So even though her record company seems to be morally opposed to releasing her music in a timely fashion, Fiona Apple has still managed to put out two more albums in the past decade than Dr. Dre and the Avalanches.

Look out, evil-doers!  Here comes Spektor-Man!  With the proportional emoting ability of a beloved singer-songwriter!

I tried to go too, but my car got stuck in the mud somewhere in the swamps of Jersey.

[See Otto Parts's joke above]

I watched this last night…it was interesting, but I was disappointed that there was not mention of Ochs's marriage to Marvin Gaye.

That trailer was so awesome, I didn't even roll my eyes at "With Music by Mike Shinoda of Linkin Park."

They didn't make the playoffs that year, but they led the league in bravery.

Big Boys Gone Bananas!* is such an irritating title.  Where the hell is the footnote?

If only there were an episode where Karl visited Route 66.  It would bring a small measure of joy into my life!  Without that, I guess I'll have to turn to suicide.

I'm guessing any kind of period drama is going to be fairly expensive.  With The Sopranos, The Wire or Six Feet Under, you can dress everyone in contemporary clothing, then shoot on a few sets and around New Jersey, L.A. or Baltimore.  With Deadwood or Rome you need to devote more money to building sets, making…

I'm preemptively declaring this the best Valentine's Day present I'm getting this year, unless one of you folks is planning a surprise.

"You mean it ate Patrick, too?"
"It ate everything!"
"What about Erica?"
"It ate everything!

@avclub-fc0917d88195961172274194b3525c14:disqus , you orange shirt plus your avatar leads me to wonder if you're borrowing clothes from Charlie Brown.

Boy, I wouldn't give Eddie Brill's problems to a monkey on a rock!

And if you call her a pretty pretty princess, I can gaurantee that she'll be yours.

A piece of my soul dies every time I see the Mercedes commercial where they advertise "less doors."

Jokerette.

Mirth is OK for a general-interest publication.  If you're looking for a peer-reviewed quarterly, I'd recommend The New England Journal of Laffs.

Mamma mia!  I have a-plenty of a-pasta.