I just finished the book, and am feeling a little bummed about the delay, because I really want to talk about it.

Say what you will about how terrible this series often is
and you will no doubt be correct, but I once read an interview with the series' mastermind, in which he said his motto was "All Killer, No Filler," and I have to say that after hearing that and taking it to heart, my mix tapes and mix CDs became notably better.

Gin Blossoms were really the first band I ever obsessed over. I was 13 or 14 when NEW MISERABLE EXPERIENCE first came to my attention, and the whole cheerful-presentation-of-dire-thoughts thing just resonated like crazy with me at the time. By the time I was 16 or 17, "Hey Jealousy" had become an anthem for me, so…

Oh, that explains why all the—aw wait, this is Friday….

More than one Onion article
has had the effect of basically draining away any illusion I might have had of being a unique individual.

I was reminded of Jane Austen as well—particularly the scenes in EMMA where the characters abandon their manners and get mean. That same sort of balance between propriety and honesty seems constantly at play in MASTER AND COMMANDER as well. (I've still got about a hundred pages to go.)

Google Chrome, and yes, this has been happening to me too.

Cheers to everything you wrote here, and to you.

Often, I think…
…that this is my very favorite movie ever. It's a Rubik's Cube of a film that's as cohesive and ultimately meaningful as ADAPTATION, although its repeatedly in-folding structure would at first suggest otherwise. It's one of the smartest, most effectively complex, most affecting films I have ever…

What a great clip. Man, truly funny physical comedy ages better than almost anything else—the same reason the Three Stooges are still so funny.

Something tangentially connected to this subject
One of my favorite song lyrics ever, from Soltero:

I would like to see additional movies made of almost all of these.
Except ALICE and PETER PAN, and a couple of others. But there's still been no great Moby Dick movie, and 1984 will remain relevant and should be re-adapted every so often.

I like and even love way too much of the music of this era
to even comment objectively on it, or to single out a lot of particular tracks. Counting Crows were my favorite band through their third studio album; Gin Blossoms before them. Love that second Wallflowers album, love "Flagpole Sitta," loved Fastball's one…

THIS. WAS. AWESOME!
Perhaps my favorite AV Club feature yet. Damn near perfect, except for that 4 Non Blondes crack, and I wished for both a complete tracklist somewhere and all the songs on a single playlist, in order. (Not a fan of lots of clicking.)

I LOVED that review. I'm going to reread it, right now.

I was hoping
W.E. would be about Charles Lindbergh's 1927 flight.

It really is terrifying. These people are real! And that woman, horrible as she is, was raised in that cult—belief spawning belief, hate spawning hate.

That really was awful. The video, the editing, the song, everything.
It needs more extreme right-wing death-cult/hate-group members singing about nonbelievers being forced to eat their children before burning forever in hell. Like in this version:

Two movies that did this badly enough that I noticed
were SCHOOL OF ROCK, with death-metal stickers all over Jack Black's bedroom; and DISTURBIA, with tons of Clash and 70s punk stickers/posters/shirts/yeah right, these yuppie kids. The art directors for these films were way out of it.

What was wrong with US3's hip-hop? As I remember it, it was full of funk infusion, fly allusions, and a rhythm that coasted while boppin' and cruisin'. Or something like that.