I'm sorry, did I actually read in Podmass that Graham Elwood is "especially good at Build-A-Title" ?

Listening to his bizarre (genuine?) glee when Marc Maron kept insulting him reminded me of watching Bill Murray as Steve Martin's masochistic dental patient in the remake of "Little Shop of Horrors." 

And yet nobody bats an eye when J.J. Abrams "composes" the opening music of Lost by stealing from "Vertigo."

I Heart Yuckabees!

Still and all, the ending of last night's finale — "Hey, during a surprise, off-camera development, we cut a deal with Gadzooks that'll give us enough money to do it all ourselves, so let's lease an office and raise a beer toward the skyline as a hip song throws us into the closing credits" — is total "Entourage."

Wow, if it is Raskjub, that means she put the whammy on both Tomkins *and* Jon Brion.

Pow! Dang, Manhater, that last line was the typed equivalent of the first time James Gandolfini punches Patricia Arquette in "True Romance."  Don't let Van Der Werff corkscrew you in the foot!

Give Stu the medicine, Tom.

Rachel Dratch. But not really.

I know what Grimmy is talking about, but I second Hermann's Extra Hot Great love. Tara can be a little manic, but she's still only 1/24th as douchy as Stephen Metcalf, and you can tell they really have a good time putting the show together. They're funny and I can usually enjoy them even when they're talking about…

I like Sarah K. too. And yet the show again and again pays little attention to her. I thought her shadowbox was incredibly cool, but she keeps getting safe-status and being sent on.

Just a note — when the St. Louis girls were in the cabs, the filmmakers were not *panning* between Kirsten and Kristen as they lean out of moving taxi. Panning involves moving the camera, and to do so between two moving cars containing women hanging out the back windows, while riding in NYC, would've been truly…

Japanese cotton? I'll take 500,000!

Take a joke much?

Wow, you back Aukerman and Workaholics, but not Li'l Wolverine? Do you also prefer beer served warm and the Pink Floyd catalog after Roger Waters' departure?

… which is one of the things that's good about them.

I also find it odd that the same column that calls Levine "needling, pedantic" also says of Dan Fienberg and Alan Sepinwal, "they're no snobs," because their core being is snobbery.

I'll admit that I appreciate a *funny* Maltin game more than one that offers good competition (though it's a close race), but I really hate it when the game completely falls apart because of user error. And I say that as someone who paid to listen to the recent Baltimore episode, in which it took about a half-hour…

"The needling, pedantic tone" of Samm Levine on Doug Loves Movies?

Brings a whole new meaning to the question, "Baby can you dig your man?"