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CQ, Darjeeling, Spun, Walk Hard.

Nah, Jason Schwartzman is generally pretty awesome as long as he's not trying to make music.

The Eyebrows …
DEAR GOD, THE EYEBROWS!

pgillian wins

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NERD ALERT!!!

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Can a Samurai Pizza Cats live-action feature be far behind?

Ninja Rap
My roommate owned TMNT2 as a kid and knows every word to this song by heart. If he gets drunk enough it makes for a good show at parties.

Step Two

Touche.

Maybe "mainstream" is the catch …
but I'm not sure how this list failed to mention Winsor McCay. If scope of influence is a consideration (as it seems to be), it's hard to get much more influential than "Little Nemo in Slumberland."

I don't know what the hell Saucy Jack is talking about, but he deserves props for that "Phantom of the Paradise" avatar.

"Never My Love"
Excellent choice, Hyden. This is one of my absolute favorites, and one of only two songs I'd request at my wedding (along with Stevie's "Knocks Me Off My Feet."

You should audition for the role of Henry Niles in this film. I'm sure you'd be praised for your shockingly naturalistic performance.

Hrmm I thought I posted this already …

Straw Dog: In business, something (an idea, or plan, usually) set up to be knocked down. It's the dangerous philosophy of presenting one mediocre idea, so that the listener will make the choice of the better idea which follows.

I guess the best we can hope is that someone with a modicum of taste and / or talent wrests this project from his control.

Look, I like I Spit On Your Grave perfectly well, but I really hope you're kidding with this "TRUE work of art" crap. If anything, the film is ARTLESS. It's engrossing by virtue of the sheer horror of what's happening on the screen, but it's cheap, exploitative, and rather poorly acted.

This is actually one of David's better recent efforts. Solid B material.

Fuck Rod Lurie
I was already planning on stealing Peckinpah's idea, and he'll probably fuck it up way worse than I would have. The Contender didn't even feature Joan Allen in a bathtub … this guy clearly has no idea what he's doing.

That's why the story never fucking ended. Every time it started to wind down, Falcor would sneak away to do lines off of the Magic Mirror Gate.