I really disliked Zach and Miri, just because it was Kevin Smith trying to make a Judd Apatow film, and Kevin Smith is not Judd Apatow (controversial opinion, I know) I liked the scene with Justin Long as the super gay goth guy, but that was about it. Moreso than any other Smith film, the shocks just felt like shocks…

Tell 'em, Steve Dave!

Those fools! Don't they know he's comin' at ya, and first he's gonna get ya, and then once he's got ya, he GATS ya!

I never go far without a little Big Star. I got the "#1 Record/Radio City" CD just before I went away to college, and it really did feel like the soundtrack to the ending of my teenage years. Then a friend gave me "Third/Sister Lovers" freshman year of college, amidst a bunch of stuff that felt awful and traumatic at…

But what about the helicopter rides?! WON'T SOMEONE TELL ME ABOUT THE HELICOPTER RIDES?!

The interview/review conspiracy is as Ann as the nose on Plain's face! YOU SHEEEPLE!

DAMN YOU, SPACE POPE! GET OFF MY LAWN! YOUR BASEBALL BELONGS TO ME NOW!

I don't want to meet the type of person who sees a film in which Cheech Marin delivers a monologue in a cliche Mexican accent that mostly consists of the word "pussy" (not to mention a character who earnestly introduces himself as "Sex Machine") and demands that those around them treat it as a serious piece of art.…

Yeah, I had a very similar reaction when I finally saw 2001. I realized that all the people who had told me that it was a boring chore of a film were looking for plot or story when really the point of that film is to be a purely visual, visceral experience. If Kubrick had one "weakness", I guess it would be…

It's strange, because as savvy as I was in high school—I was obsessed with Kubrick, Lynch, Kurosawa and Bunuel—I had just as many blind spots. I didn't see any Bergman or any French New Wave until I was in college, not to mention Herzog and Tarkovsky. I guess we all just arrive at these sort of things in different…

@Some Kind of Munster: That's an amazing story. My first experience with Boogie Nights was equally memorable. A friend and I watched it at a sleepover at another friend's house after everyone else had already fallen asleep in another room. It was super late, and at some point I just couldn't keep my eyes open anymore,…

Are you effing kidding me? Exorcist III is sooooooo much better than Exorcist II. Are you lame?

I think myself, Dr. Manhattan, and WolfmansRazor are the youngest people on The AV Club (I'm 23). I've already done a great job of squandering my life by going to Film School, and then graduating from film school and deciding that I'd rather be a writer (in other words, I'm gonna be living with my parents until I'm…

Real Sex totally frustrated me, because on the rare occasion that it actually showed ATTRACTIVE naked people, they were always doing something weird, like engaging in balloon fetish play or something. It's like they were DARING me to masturbate or something.

The first two Hellraisers are totally ace. It's all downhill from there, unfortunately.

@Lemur: "…quite a few girls got nailed by the nuns…"

Speaking from experience, watching that scene with both of your parents in the room is pretty awkward.

In high school my friends and I ate an ungodly amount of pot brownies and watched "The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie" at like, 4 or 4:30 in the morning. High school was awesome like that sometimes.

I remember watching Revenge of the Nerds and not getting the joke when the jock is like "That's my pie!" Oh how naive I was.

Batman and Robin marked the end of the era of unconditionally loving films for me. Being a kid, I just kind of naturally loved any big, loud, splashy film with lots of fighting and explosions, and I especially loved Batman. I read "The Dark Knight Returns" when I was like, 5 or 6, and constantly watched the first 3…