I DID see The Osterman Weekend, and can't for the life of me tell you what any of it was about. But yes, a bunch of people get killed at the end, by Caligula I think, not by the replicant guy.

Do what you like— I only eat free-range billionaires, myself.

Well, you could kill the rich. But that's pretty extreme, so I suggest taking a page from French history and letting income disparity grow to such excess that killing the rich just happens organically.

Would it be a conflict, though, if the woman converts, as Elfman's character does at the end of this movie?

"Dong! Rhymes with flong!"
For years, just thinking about that scene would make me burst out laughing. I've got a big stupid smile right now.

@BackFromTheGulag:disqus So in other words, last April?

BROS BEFORE HOS, AW YEAH!!!
(I'm… not exactly sure what that means.)

I just watched that movie (not in IMAX) with my kids—it was their first time. They loved it, and I was impressed as well—it strikes me that Garland, playing a naive child, could have turned in a ridiculous, career-killing performance—I mean the role could have been a real pitfall. But she is absolutely amazing and…

I can't claim consistency, since I've been an apologist for H. P. Lovecraft. I just remember being apalled by what I learned about Fosse when I started reading about him, having really liked his movies. Hey, maybe that's just how the world of dancers works. Anyway, it's a slow day and I wanted to stir some mud, get…

Basically a date-rapist. Had a reputation for treating young female dancers in his productions horribly, and ultimately getting rid of them, unless they had sex with him. And being in a Fosse production was how you made it as a dancer, so a number of women resisted until they felt they didn't have a choice. No, never…

That's the one I meant, thanks—

Anyone who's ever hated themselves for loving the films of Roman Polanski or the novels of V. S. Naipaul should think long and hard about Bob Fosse. A great name to add to the list of absolutely horrible people who produced amazing art. Personally, I think Fosse's films are terrific, but reading Martin Friedman's…

…can't it be Sun Chips?

Did C. S. Lewis have some kind of connection to Turkey—did he visit at one point, or teach a course on it or something?
I'm very embarrassed to admit that pretty much the only thing I know about Turkey is that Joe Strummer of the Clash was born there. That, and what I remember from reading My Name is Red.

Though I believe they're just called "baths" over there.

Ed Wynn, theriouthly.
Also, personal fave Vincent Price.
Maybe Andy Devine.

Hold that Tiger! Who wants to bag this tiger! He's GRRRRREEAT! [/Gene Shalit voice]

Tity Boi is truly without pier.

Let's see what this monkey pounding on a typewriter wrote. "To be… or not to be…that is the… gizorninplatz."

Shark Tale.