Actually yes, to a certain extent.  There's a film from the late 70's starring Anthony Quinn called The Message about the early formation of Islam in which several scenes are shot from Muhammed's perspective, but the majority is shot from a more conventional, third-person perspective.  The actors around him respond to…

Fuck yeah, this song rules.  I grew up in the desert and my mom would play Gunfighter Ballads on the car cassette player when we'd drive to town for groceries and it made me understand what it means to be a man: love passionately, live recklessly, die in a blaze of glory with a kiss on your lips.

I was just talking about and planning on rewatching this movie.  It's been years since I've seen this, but when I did, going in completely unaware of what it was other than Rupert Everett and zombies, it completely blew me away.  Wise-cracking zombies?  A visual reference to Magritte?  A bizarre, almost non-sequitur…

Jesus, this hits really close to home.  Not just the poverty, and being a bookish wallflower and therefore weirdo as a kid, but even the exact pop culture beats.  The comics, Cthulhu, punk, jazz (though, to be fair, being of a different generation, jazz came from the internet, but the rest were all older family).  As…

This reminds me of another project (found the link to it: http://traubeck.com/years/ ) involving converting wood to music.  It's pretty cool, but unfortunately the artist translates the wood grain data into beautiful piano music rather than something a little more brvtal.

I'd never tried mezcal before, but my local liquor store was having a sale (half off!) on bottles of Los Amantes Reposado, so I bought two bottles.  I now curse myself because it's so delicious there's no going back, and I'll have to buy the damn thing at its normal price.  Went through one of the bottles already last…

If you can't figure out the satirical angle to that comment, then I don't know man.  Fuck I hate anyone who comments on anything, every single commenter, guest, whoever the fuck.  They can all fuck off with their complaining about complaining bullshit.  It's turning everyone in the AV Club into vaginas.

If "special clients" included Ronnie Dobbs, all of my dreams would come true.

There was actually an interview with him in Grantland recently where he talks a little about having his next project, The Modern Ocean, already lined up and aiming to shoot this summer, so I think it's safe to bet on your hope.

This isn't my proudest confession, but I have a weird attraction to the over-the-top Troll Queen, so my motivation for seeing this is hoping she's aged well and is that crazy in real life.

I don't even remember seeing this shot from the movie.  I know who the character is, and I could even place what scene this would be from, but the rest of the movie stands out in my mind so vividly it was jarring seeing an unrecognizable image from it, as if there's some alternate version everybody else is seeing.  Am…

All I have to say is that, as an avid reader of poetry, I appreciate every scrap you guys are willing to feed me.

I believe what Gloria's getting at here is that in our modern, high-speed information age, the proletariat becomes—even *desires* to become—atomized and isolated from his fellow man, and that we have lost the camaraderie inherent to the Soviet experiment.  Am I reading that right, Gloria?

I believe what Gloria's getting at here is that in our modern, high-speed information age, the proletariat becomes—even *desires* to become—atomized and isolated from his fellow man, and that we have lost the camaraderie inherent to the Soviet experiment.  Am I reading that right, Gloria?