The franchise drags a bit in the 60s and then comes roaring back in the 80s!
The franchise drags a bit in the 60s and then comes roaring back in the 80s!
Yeah, right. That'll be the day.
"Nation waits on tenterhooks for Little River Band's next release"
Ocean got a sympathy call from George R.R. Martin this morning.
I still need to see Selma.
Has Oprah been in a film since Jonathan Demme's Beloved? Also, is that film any good?
Whoah, topical take!
Just getting us ready, as we'll all have to pathetically affect Russian accents in Trump's America.
Dumb mountains need the most climbing.
Maybe his penis looks a lot like that image of the bald guy who wrote the article.
Disappointingly to those of us who want to see Bloom's cock, though, the link is wrong and leads to something about cable TV not featuring Giants and Pats games.
The comments on Netflix for Toxic Skies are also a riot.
A few under-the-radar favorites in this realm:
I haven't, but it seems to be yet another "I'm Extraterrestrial Jesus!" plot, which is encouraging.
Lake Placid 3 is a gem. It shows (as I recall; I was pretty drunk) caribou that it claims are elk and thinks that the Environmental Protection Agency enforces the Endangered Species Act.
Charles Kuralt.
It's strange that Medicine aren't better known, though I suppose they came too late to catch the shoegaze wave. They arguably pushed the shoegaze sound further than any other group.
Why look down on wealthy punks at this point? Hell, Martin Shkreli did something more "punk" than any scene vet or scenester has done in ages.
He seemed like he was kind of irritated to be entertaining you, which I guess was refreshing for its time.
Oh, you.