So glad to see this . . .
Waylon's run of sweaty, sad seventies records is one of the great pleasures of my life. If you've ever wondered what My Bloody Valentine would sound like if Kevin Shields hailed from Nashville, check "Memory of You and I."

I may be wrong, but Ed . . . man, Ed is awesome. Ed. Is. Awesome.
And persuasive.

Last Night's Simpsons
. . . was the one they've been building for for awhile. For years, watching it has been like hanging out with a friend who used to be cool and funny and utterly mad, but then got married, or started dating a business major, or grew depressed, or let the pot use become life's point.

Jingle All the Way
. . . is plenty violent.

Someone should explain to the kids how the moon used to be to uppity wives what Australia was to British criminals, except instead of a boat you road Sheriff Bufrd T. Justice's beefy fist.

For a guy who only works three days a week . . .
Castalleneta is awfully damn quick to get off the phone with the Onion people.

Suck likes suck, and sucks in what sucks, all those things that suck, I fear, compound, and suck harder, and harder, until ultimately they suck all that is into the great sucking Sarlac maw that is Kimmel rocking out to Umphrey's Megee.

Undocumented Canadian Comedy Writers
So, what was with that Simpsons gag about Sideshow Bob being smuggled back to the states with undocumented Canadian comedy writers going to work for the Jimmy Kimmel Show?

Neve Campbells Wide, Intelligent Breasts
So, we all know he wrote "Beyond the Valley of the Dolls," and some of us know that Russ Myer has mentioned in interviews/books that Ebert really loves himself some tig ol' bitties, and I've heard from a friend who once worked with him that a nice rack measn at least an extra…

The Gump comparison is apt . . . but at least Homer's stupidity/gentle decency has never been exploited by the writers/directors to make the point that the sixtes left liked beating sweet little women like Jenny. Damn you Zemeckis!

For a few minutes tonight . . .
. . . the Simpsons felt like what I fondly recall what the Simpsons once was. The new comic store could have spurred an exciting plot of the sort that, years ago, would have featured Bart and Lisa saving and/or destroying The Android's Dungeon, and the cut-away joke to Homer savoring…

Reality "Acting"
For all the film's political dimensions, what truly interests me is the artistic question of the "over the top" acting: a bunch of dude's with a video camera will, inevitably, act like assholes. It doesn't matter if they're soldiers, Abercrmbie employees, altar boys, or Mitt Romney's kids, they're…

Hitchcock, Partridge, & Costello
I can't help but alwasy think of the three garrulous Beatle-y eccentrics of late 70's/80's British pop as brothers or something: similar DNA, similar beliefs and gifts, and wholly different chemical imbalances that shaped their careers.