Yeah, I don't count that as a prequel either. It's a sequel with extended flashbacks.

Alien for me. I really love what it did with the horror movie formula and I just prefer it as a movie; it's much more straightforward in its scariness while also subtly maintaining that surreal, dreamlike feeling (particularly in its design and look) that I think overpowers The Shining. The Shining also has too many…

They are equally deplorable.

The Ron Howard Grinch movie is my personal least favourite film of all time. I hate everything in it. It's so goddamned ugly. And the dutch angles… fuck, the dutch angles. So this can only be an improvement.

I don't actually like the album much, but that fade from the droning last chord of Say You Will into the opening strings of Welcome to Heartbreak on 808s and Heartbreak always impressed me.

Never mind

With regards to Sgt. Pepper's concept as a concert being held by the titular band, I heard an interpretation of Within You Without You recently which took the canned laughter at the end of the song to be the derisive chuckling of the weird Victorian upper classes in the concert audience, in reaction to the funny…

Revolver too. Taxman and Eleanor Rigby couldn't be more different. They almost embody the opposite ends of the Beatles' songwriting range.

Dodgeball doesn't have Will Ferrell and therefore loses. Rip Torn is fucking hilarious in that movie, though. Almost every line he has will make me laugh. "Listen up, crotch stain."

Something I love about Mugatu's awesome breakdown is that nobody really reacts to it. When he screams "I INVENTED IT!!!" and it cuts to the audience where not one person is impressed it's so damn funny.

That's James Marsden as JWB, I believe.

Now that masseuse is even more terrifying.

The bizarre series of looks Mugatu gives Todd after this are probably my favourite Will Ferrell moment in the movie. Although 'obey my dog!' does still crack me up for some reason.

I always took it as a visual expression of the movie's sheer excitement at having a star like Bowie arrive, rather than a reminder of who he is. It's more like a fanfare, I think.

But… why male models?

I try to use this whenever I can, only sometimes replacing the name Billy Zane with the name of the person I'm actually speaking about.

Six Feet Under starts off great and then pretty quickly becomes shit, but you love the characters so you keep watching. That whole storyline with Rainn Wilson's character is so, so bad.

I don't love The Word but the rocking guitar in the little breakdown bit is awesome and justifies the song for me.

It's one of my favourites, but mostly because it's so easy and fun to sing. You've Got To Hide Your Love Away is objectively better, I suppose.

*the night before