Seemed to me he did it in a couple ways: First off, Daly knew that he was only going to play them for twenty minutes, and the players did not (this tidbit was in the GQ article, not the movie).  In addition, and more importantly, Coach K said that Daly kept subbing guys in and out - nobody was able to get comfortable…

Seemed to me he did it in a couple ways: First off, Daly knew that he was only going to play them for twenty minutes, and the players did not (this tidbit was in the GQ article, not the movie).  In addition, and more importantly, Coach K said that Daly kept subbing guys in and out - nobody was able to get comfortable…

Todd Haynes is also a Lester fan - he stole the strange-looking women in neckbraces/wheelchairs from "Petulia" for "I'm Not There."

First great rock album by a septuagenarian - ball's in your court now, Dylan.

I disagree! W. kicks ass.

I can't figure out whether Lana del Rey is the Katy Perry of April March's or the Aimee Mann of Ke$ha's.

I had no idea he was still alive - it's like losing the baddest motherfucker who ever survived twice on the same day.

I still love the show, consider it a top-five new golden age drama and the most important TV show ever. But you mention it to someone, and five times out of ten the first thing the person does is complain about the ending. And first 3 seasons are fantastic. Last 3 are merely great. That's all I'm saying. Pine Barrens…

Though the uneven last couple seasons of the Sopranos (not to mention the "Don't Stop Believing" cut to black) has caused the series to lose much of its luster, there is no better episode in TV history than the Second season finale. Tony's food poisoned-induced talking fish nightmares that lead to Big Pussy's murder…

VEEP!

Roberto Bolano is the Tupac of South American postmodernists.

What a year for white people! Congrats all!

Thinking Owen figures into Margeret's secret history? Not that I care much, because she's a bore. Otherwise, show's getting good.