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I'll see your Sparks reference and I'll raise you the Dead Milkmen. If anybody wants to finish this bridge, go right ahead:

I'll see your Sparks reference and I'll raise you the Dead Milkmen. If anybody wants to finish this bridge, go right ahead:

If I wanted to see some geek rambling on about a movie on opening day, I'll stick with Brad Jones' "Midnight Screenings" vlogs, thank you very much.

If I wanted to see some geek rambling on about a movie on opening day, I'll stick with Brad Jones' "Midnight Screenings" vlogs, thank you very much.

I had a VHS copy of the international "Braindead" cut, sourced from a Japanese laserdisc, from a third-party seller. I remember a whole lot of excised dialogue ("That's necrophiliac, you stupid areshole!") as well as more debauchery with the zombie nurse and Father McGruder, especially during the finale. But I fell in

Chief!

"Permission to Land" was a solid album all around to me…hooks, humor, hellacious falsetto acrobatics. On many of my favorite songs, it was as if AC/DC had gone power-pop, and even the ballads are heavily reverent but well-written. They even got Roy Thomas Baker to produce the second album, which was a little

It wouldn't be "Get Your Hands Off of My Samsung, Motherfucker!" now, would it?

I'm sentimental, if you know what I mean. My first exposure to Cohen must have been seeing the video for this on M2 by bizarre chance:

Shocker, sadly, has no animated footage. Horace and Jonathan chase each other through Alice Cooper concert clips, disaster b-roll, TV sitcoms and even Frankenstein, but the two sustained scenes involve Timothy Leary as a televangelist and a tussle inside a family's house. One can imagine Wes Craven doing wonders with

"I Must Not Think Bad Thoughts" by X championed "the last American bands to get played on the radio" like The Minutemen, Flesh Eaters, DOA, Big Boys and Black Flag.

Hooray for Peaches! Saw her perform in Mesa, AZ after getting caught up in the surprisingly excellent "I Feel Cream" LP (I declare it a woefully underrated make out record) and thought it was an amazingly energetic, sparsely theatrical and fun show. I couldn't resist rembering all of the Iggy Pop lines from "Kick It."

What this means to me…
Duvall has to be spitting venom at David Fincher, too. And he's kind of lashing out against the younger actors just the same. But if this is so, I'm praying Andrew Garfield gets nominated for Best Supporting Actor (I can give or take Jesse Eisenberg) and gives the poor man a heart attack. And as

I want to take a little trip to L.A. this December…
All I really want to do is for someone to buy me a copy of Cronos on Blu-Ray, preferably from Amoeba Records in Hollywood. And also provide me with the necessary gas money so I can go to the store and get my copy signed by Guillermo Del Toro himself and even take in