I agree it's brilliant, but it really begs to be seen on the big screen, if only because the subtitles zoom by at a mad pace for the first hour.

I'd think that
Ayoade owes more of a debt to the very same film-makers that Anderson does.

You're being too kind, Noel.
The film's even more of a slog through a hippy's stoner tales than the book was.

Or Surf Nazis Must Die.

"Why, Black Dynamite? Why?"

Well, duh.

Thomas Tull
wanted to make a Jim Hendrix biopic? Is he now making a Jack Robinson film? It just seems a bit early for the story of a teenaged Liverpool defender.

Billy Dee Williams, he's got form playing old timey baseball stars.

OK, so it made a shitload
of money. But it also cost a hell of a lot. What with the inevitable diminishing returns for a sequel I have to ask: why bother?

Grim Prairie Tales, The Fiend That Walked The West, Ghost Town, Johnny Firecloud, Cain's Cutthroats, Django Kill! and Scalps are all in the genre. There must be loads more, I mean how can there not be a cowboys versus werewolves movie?

Well, no, no it's not, as he actually…oh, I see what you did there. You massive twat.

Amen to that, brother.

Ah, I remember June 25th 2007
as a more innocent time. A time before Marley And Me and Beverly Hills Chihuahua -South Of The Border?- had cursed the world's screens.

Cannibals running a restaurant?
My first thought was that it sounded like the idea behind Eat The Rich. I'm glad they didn't go with it, there's a sweetness to the show that would have been ruined by such a clumsy plot device.

The crowd were awesome, bless 'em. But the cameras were focussed on the BEPs for most of the clip. Whenever they cut to Oprah she was watching the crowd not the shitty, shitty stage show. The director should have followed her lead.

We've got the benefit of hindsight for the directors mentioned. It's much more difficult to judge which modern films will be looked kindly upon in 50 years. For example, we pretty much all seem to love the Coens, but will our grandchildren enjoy True Grit?

I've seen better looking women in Scotland. But they were tourists.

@Caged Horse, I think I'm supposed to say "Fuck you, shithead!" if someone offers a valid contradictory point on the AV board. They're both brilliant runs of films that you mention. However, Hitch's contains I Confess and Dial M For Murder, both of which are -for him- minor films. The Kurosawa list is faultless, so it…

That's what I've always thought. The dialogue we hear from the play and the screenplay are the same. It's definitely implied that Barton was a hack who got lucky - then seriously unlucky.

My girlfriend has splendid taste in films, but she likes to see a Richard Curtis-type film once in a while just to fulfil gender stereotypes.