I don't get why people are getting on the snobs who listen to radiohead. They sure as fuck beat the braindead hipster kids who attend basement shows, or listen to Crystal Castles. There, I named a band that far more deserves hate than Radiohead.

Yeah that steammy Foursome with Murray was brilliant film making and none whatsoever sleazy.

If I ever see Avey Tare, I will say to him "Look, I'm walking around in my summer time clothes."

I was really, really, really hoping a ghostbusters videogame done in the 21st century would be balls to the wall, bat shit crazy good. I had faith…

Shut up no you haven't.

Quit it.

Solaris.
The trailers I've seen reminds me of Tarkovsky's Solaris.

I can handle the 5th element, in how balls to the wall crazy its conception of the future is, but for some reason I'm not at all sold on the idea that the pink liquid had the property to make the statue of liberty come to life if jizzed all the fuck over it. And with Higher and Higher playing because music makes it…

Freud is dead. Kristeva lives.

I'm here to watch a movie about bubble gum and/or chew bubble gum, and I'm all out of bubble gum.

Down home in the Nelleys.

His name isn't even Carlos. He's a fucking Ned. Got my wiki page minimized just to be sure.

"I can reduce complex machines down to a simple yes or no answer"
Moltar: "But that's not a CD Burner."
"Moltar! No!"

I'm the only person I know who thoroughly enjoys the soundtrack on Terminator 1.

The Name of the Rose, anyone? The movie: Don't do it. Cheeesy acting all around.

Speaking of New Glarus, the cracked wheat or whatever its called of theirs beats a lot of good Belgium ales in price and quality.

I live in Logan Square, you AV club people should have known better to find this chaleda stuff in latino neighborhoods, shit is everywhere.

51 cent.

Post-modern before there was any modernity to be post about.

Here's hoping for a good girl on girl practice kiss that turns into a overwhelming makeout session between Morisete and Lohan.