I'm glad you mentioned The Friends Of Eddie Coyle; good movie and Boyle plays a rotten duplicitous prick in it.

You mean he was a hero to most bu never meant shit to you?

I think the way Kandyman answers the phone by screaming his own name is "ace." No, I actually enjoyed it.

I'll go on record as enjoying Invasion of the Dinosaurs and The Happiness Patrol, and I bet that there might be some interesting things to say about Warriors of the Deep, even though what they broadcast is a catastrophe.

Yeah—if the commercial is so insufferable, how is one supposed to sit through the entire "film"?

I buy Joe Elliott's explanation of the song's meaning. I don't think the video necessarily reflects the meaning of the song. How much control did artists in general have over the concept of their videos at the time? I am guessing they did not have a lot of creative control, and it would probably only be after this…

You got chunks of guys like me in your stool

I think it would be good for everyone involved to go ahead and read Flannery O'Connor's short story "A Temple of the Holy Ghost."

Eli Cash's script would have been better

It needed that Barton Fink touch

Can your husband go back in the Tardis and amend that, or is it one of those "fixed" points in time?

Octopussy has a scene where Bond slides down a stair railing firing a machine gun, then goes wide-eyed when he sees the knob at the end, and shoots it off before it crushes his crotch. That's just par for the course with Moore-era Bond. It's still miles better than A View to a Kill, whether that means anything or not.…

I suppose he would have to discuss that incident in the "Stray Observations" section.

I remember watching that race and the fall is my most vivid memory of those Olympics. I remember being as angry as any young jingoist could be, but my impression of the aftermath of the olympics is draped in Mary Lou Retton's triumph. Still, I was interested to watch this, but cringing in anticipation of seeing it all…

The stretch of four Vervoids episodes was always my favotrite portion of TTOATL, Robot King. Hope you find it picks up then, too.

Strange that Saward's best serial is the workmanlike Visitation rather than his more ambitious attempts. This is solid Doctor Who; no more, no less. Doubtless Mace is its greatest charm.

Adric works with Tom Baker, where the relationship is uncle-nephew; with Davison it becomes annoying, bickering older-younger brother.

abuse of the sonic screwdriver as a magic wand is the umpteenth reason the new series is awful

Nyssa hectors Adric for pigging out in Black Orchid; it was a great moment and portrayed their relationship nicely.

Americans always like it both ways: they'll take pride in flattering parts of America's past ("we" won WWII) but no responsibility for its ignoble history ("I" never owned slaves).