It truly is the money scene of the film, because everyone's thinking about what would happen if Malkovich went inside well before the movie gets there (in fact, they probably speculated before they even bought a ticket). And then, when it happens, it trumps everything you imagined it could be.

The whole town pitches in to build the electric chair.

I personally can't wait for the trailer, when "Atomic Dog" plays underneath a shot of Clifford pulling down a giant pair of sunglasses, winking at the camera.

AM! almost never, ever has lyrics that rhyme. It's kinda their thing.

His two big guns, Happy Gilmore and Billy Madison, don't hold up well these days (the latter fares just a bit better, though). But they're still interesting as documents of a time when studio executives would have gladly done anything to get this mincing fuck off of their screens, and yet teenage boys with excess cash…

Charlize takes it easy, sure, but people seem to think that just because Stewart plays a noodly, moon-faced wet baby sock in "Twilight," that she can't be sexually attractive just on her own. The pool scene in "Adventureland" says otherwise.

Pixar's trailers have always been uniformly shitty. I still remember instead of laying out the plot for "Wall-E," the trailer just started talking about a fucking lunch. Ratatouille had 10 seconds of real footage, then ended with the rat just kind of ranting to camera. Up looked like a mess.

For me, the movie's fate was sealed in the opening scene, when Alice's father (in flashback) tells her some such nonsense about how the weird ones are the special people, and then some fucking Hot Topic goth-lite tween in the front row fist-pumped and said "Woo-hoo!"

I loved the outtakes he posted on his YouTube channel. If you ever wanted to know what Louis C.K. looked like by impersonating two giraffes trying to fuck in missionary, go there.

She also painted me this! (Two canvases for the price of one) http://i.imgur.com/ovS7m.jpg

Mega-seconded on "The Champ." It's a monster, monster beat and Ghost doesn't disappoint. Even the Mr. T interludes are hilarious and somehow fitting.

I love Commando so much, and am so enamored with that insane opening credits montage you speak ill of, that my girlfriend actually painted this for me on Christmas: http://i.imgur.com/09CtE.png

I too had a lot of complaints about Captain America's jiggling cleavage being on display in every poster and trailer. Even if he uses it to, like, deceive his opponents into thinking he's weaker or whatever. It's still degrading.

In LA there's a 1st-run theater on Vermont St. that does really cheap matinees.

Basically, Friday is two shitty, hilariously bad lines away from being exactly like every other Radio Disney song. A super-producer who knows the ropes would instantly get rid of "which seat can I take" and the whole "yesterday was Thursday / today it is Friday" bit. Probably add some Euro dance synths. Get rid of the…

Not that I'm trying to bash on Coppola or anything, but based on what I've read about the behind-the-scenes of Lost in Translation, it's pretty clear that Bill Murray had a shit-ton to do with the movie's lasting resonance.

It's hard to argue that Kubrick cares about his characters, but you can do it. It just requires peeling back the insane amount of antipathy Kubrick has for humanity at large to see the seed of goodness he feels is capable in anyone.

She's like the Jar Jar of Godfather Part III. The initial lightning rod everyone wants to blame for making the whole thing shitty, when really nobody escapes with their dignity intact.

Ooh yeah, that lead has instantly changed this project to a straight-to-DVD, if it was ever something better than that beforehand.

It probably also got a lot of outraged letters to the editor back when it aired. For some people, outrage is a way of life. Calling in to radio stations to screech, hitting up message boards, and writing those precious little letters is all they have bc their kids don't talk to them. For a fantastic reason.