No, The Crush.

It's obviously a biopic about the famed Bad Brains singer. Silverstone's portrayal was just a bit too bold for some people.

I think I'm doing pretty good for a 15-year-old with a wife and a baby.

You forgot to punch him, thereby starting a brawl.

Just curious: Why does everyone here seem to hate Fred Armisen? I'm not trying to defend him, as I don't feel strongly about him either way. A lot of his SNL material was pretty awful, but that's true of pretty much everybody who's been on that show. I enjoyed Documentary Now! but I just haven't seen what inspires the…

If I'm ever in the Hawks arena, I'm sure I'll just bounce pass-t it.

I think the point is that saying it's a rule to always follow is bullshit. Sure, it applies in words like believe, achieve and thief. But there are many, many contradictions, such as weight, freight, eight and perhaps one of the most damning, science.

I assume, keeping with sporting arena customs, the haircuts will cost 400 percent more than they do anywhere else.

I heard somebody once sent him an email addressed to Mr. Cann. Can you imagine the embarrassment?

Cool shit like what? *Starts snooping around*

I knew someone here would know which movie that was. But, upon reading the plot summary, I must be overlapping memories of the '80s boob comedies we rented in the early '90s such as the first Screwballs and God knows what else for, um, the cinematography. Let's go with that.

Stay away from him. He'll rip your lungs out, Jim.

I remember seeing some awful '80s boob comedy where one of the female characters, a teacher I believe, whom everybody wanted to bone was named Mona Lott. I don't remember the name of the film, but if my fuzzy memories are correct, there was also a Principal Hardbutt and the characters attended Beaver High School.

I thought perhaps he meant Fred Trump. I don't know if the orange asshole was buying land yet in the '60s and Fred actually was rich, so…

As a Nebraska native, I can confirm this. Iowa fucks up everything.

Technically true is the best kind of true.

What about anal? Isn't that 100% effective?

I hear ya. I've never got the Grateful Dead either. Plenty of people and friends have tried to convert me, but endless noodling just doesn't do it for me. Maybe if I had been able to see them high out of my gord I would've appreciated them too, but alas, I've missed that chance.

Agreed with the Lost City of Z love. It's fantastic, the performances are great as you mention and the jungle scenery is fantastically beautiful.

Jesus Christ. You might as well just burn your money on the grill.