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Sounds like a pretty fab exception; certainly upstream of the Methodists I grew up around.

We did write them—they're called 'Most Western Tunes, And Nearly All Classical Compositions, Up To About The 18th Century'—and getting bummed to see all that gorgeous, rich, majestic work replaced by fairly homely, homogeneous and awe-free Protestant ditties doesn't make people 'pretty damn snobby,' it makes them

To clarify the Society of Pius X's relationship to Catholicism proper: they're called that because they believe Pius X was the last Pope. Vatican II discontinued the Papacy and scuttled the Church; thus, they are Sede Vacantists ('the seat is empty'). Some adhere to the movement mostly on aesthetic grounds, lamenting

To elaborate: disco itself rose, at least in the English-speaking West, as a rebuke to an early strain of rock-esque dominance on the radio and in music halls. Plainly put, you couldn't dance to that Buddy Holly shit, and people, especially people aware that Europe and Africa existed musically, wanted to get their

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allow me to suck your collective dicks. or other equipment.

Though a tad terse, and perhaps guilty of a broadside opining about 'people' when (it turns out) the artists themselves are in the room, Schlock's point is a valid conversation-starter. Widespread tech access, equally widespread fan bases, and—in this, but increasingly in many other cases—sick technical chops are all

I'm not a fan of Yellow King theories; I think they miss the spirit of this show.

Everybody hang in on Ward.  He's a good buddy of mine, and his work, which I've seen loads of in the past, will win the day here in the end. He'll be damn good once they iron the character out and think of something more for him to do besides grit his jaw and fuck people up.

I don't give a flying fuck about this show, but man did I enjoy this reviewer writing about it.

Not looking to be a dick to the new staff—they're obviously smart, and their hearts are in the right place—but this Igor fellow is emerging as the only reviewer I really like.  His arguments are sound and clear, buttressed by a muscular, workmanlike approach to storytelling logic.  He contextualises his criticism in

Masterer and Commanderer.

O'Neal, I practically have your jersey, but I cain't truck none with your dismissal of Django's seriousness.  Does QT have to bust out the Merchant & Ivory soundtrack and weigh the trailer down with brave, melodramatic self-importance for the severity in his work to register?

Teller, every time I run across your posts, I get a stiff dose of the Fucking Truth.

'Brainwash' and 'bigotry' have gotten a nice workover from the clearer-thinking heads in this thread.  Really impressed by the mutual respect going on here, despite the disagreement.

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And while I'm just sucking some dicks around here, let me also go ahead and freak out about how much I love Slide Whistle.  Goddamn.  Gets me every time.

*Sean O'Neal* (n). A 21st century bogeyman that often appears in the bed-time stories told by celebrities, particularly by cunty or graceless ones. Many celebrity asswaxes have begun discouraging use of the character as, amongst the especially cunty and reasonably well-informed about internet culture, mere mention

Taking offense is for pussies.  I'm just sayin, the stretch of the gallows where Reeve's injury, imprisonment in his own body and subsequent death become funny is a…it's a narrow bit of wood, difficult to balance on.

You and I, sir, are going to enjoy our beer together.