This is such preposterous bullshit. You'd never heard of Lucky Louie until Chewed Up came out. But you're right about one thing: Garrison Keillor makes jokes all the time about watching a homeless man get hit by a bus.
This is such preposterous bullshit. You'd never heard of Lucky Louie until Chewed Up came out. But you're right about one thing: Garrison Keillor makes jokes all the time about watching a homeless man get hit by a bus.
Wes Anderson's PSYCHO
It's so artificial I'm positive that Anderson is making a pointed critique on exaggerated artificiality in modern independent cinema.
Every Scene From Fantastic Mr. Fox But Slightly Different And Also Live Action
She sings like I imagine a comatose walrus would sing.
I've actually been buying albums regularly lately, oddly enough. Real ones, on CD or vinyl. I don't really know why. but it's fulfilling.
I found Delillo to be interminably pointless. The type of ridiculously self-referential postmodernism that can't muster up the energy to say anything about its subject other than "this is what my subject is," which it states over and over in tremendously complex ways.
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Dawesnuts Dawesing on an open Dawes
I dunno, this is pretty good, but it's no Dawes.
You can't use phrases like "pulpy postmodernist Haruki Murakami" and expect me to take your review as being impartial to the author himself. This reads like a manifesto against Murakami and nothing else. And then there's this part:
Absolutely. This is a garbage review. It just seems like it wasn't what Williams wanted it to be like, therefore it's bad.
Yeah, this is a horseshit grade and a hackish review. It fails to take the problem of translation into account, which is one of the central themes in the book. And instead of discarding the novel's constant references to sex, maybe Mr. Williams should have considered what sex actually means to the novel's central…
Ruthless Reviews is still around?!
God, Moneyball is a mess of a movie with a horrible vomity self-discovery plot and an incredibly blatant misappropriation of history. As a baseball movie it sucks, as a biopic it sucks, but as a documentary, which it should have been to begin with, it's pretty decent. But like 15 minutes are documentary style, and an…
The fart joke was AMAZING.
That was more the result of everyone shouting in unison.
He had a soft, quiet American voice to me, like Mr. Rodgers.
Who wants chili?
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