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Looks-wise sure. But JJL (do people call her that?) did play the thing for a full song, so it would be harder for the look-alike copies to have the same sound. Plus it's cool knowing that she was playing that authentic antique on film.

Oh man, I forgot about those guys. I got dragged to a concert of theirs (having never heard of them) by a group of friends once and had a blast, but then they fell off my radar.

I don't get why everyone always says it's a terrible band name. Look at a list of all of your favorite recent bands - they're all really weird (since all the normal band names have been taken decades ago). And Dr. Dog is pretty good. It's got both assonance and consonance, plus an unlikely and humorous

The answer to that question is always that the first one was profitable.

I'm pretty sure the establishment shots coming off the commercial break pretty clearly showed what (at the very least strongly) appeared to be on of the painted ladies on Alamo Square. And wasn't Danny a morning show host or something? I'll bet they make pretty good money.

And both with such witty, evocative titles. Maybe you could fit them in with "Spy" for a triple-feature of the most lazily titled movies of the last year. (I realize that your joke was likely responding to a now-deleted bot, but these stupid titles are really buggin' me, man!)

But when you think about it, Christianity, especially certain versions of it (looking at you Catholicism) is absolutely polytheistic. I mean, I heard the whole hogwash in Sunday School about the trinity being three but one at the same time, but come on, they're different entities. God (the father) didn't die for

Anyone read the book this was based on? Worthwhile?

Hey Netflix, if you're spending so much on content, maybe buy some goddamn movies that I can watch that aren't low-budget indie documentaries.

That's actually a pretty expensive piece of wood to just spray paint the word "lemonade" on. I bought an aged piece of black walnut with live edges that was remarkably similar to that piece to use as a shelf in my kitchen, and I think it was about 80 bucks. Or maybe that was for two of them. Either way, a hell of a

I don't know what I'm doing with my life!

Well, I'm not sure if that's quite good enough to earn a trophy, but maybe an iron cup full of brunswick stew

Anyone want to hear my Cliff Martinez story? Sure you do.

That's weird, there's already a movie called Pete's Dragon.

Yeah, I had a copy that I taped off of Channel 57 here in Philly that got pretty much ruined from overwatching. But I got it to the point that I knew exactly when to hit the play button while fast forwarding through the commercials so I always came in exactly on time.

The story I always remember, which I'm too lazy to google to see if it's accurate, is that John Ford, who had already directed Wayne in several movies, visited the set of "Red River" one day. After watching Wayne for a while, he turned to Howard Hawks and said, "I never knew the son of a bitch could act."

*grasps monocle and shakes fist in exasperation* Mr. Greennnnnnnnne!

Let's blow, Chauncey