Youch!

Just roll your trousers and scuttle along.

Just not feelin' it.

I was in the same first year film group at NYU with Larry Fessenden and Nicole Holofcener. Later I fucked up Ang Lee's senior (or post-graduate, I forget) final film presentation and went on a road trip with him to Chicago. Good times.

Really?

Howso?

Sore?

glub

everybody in the world is being turned, slowly, into a bored, drunken frat boy so this fits right in with that.

The Magician. The Black Pirate. The Cat And The Canary.

Nada

How little?

Atom Age Umpire

Hmm… sounds more like They Saved Hitler's Brain.

Or, perhaps it's derived from "bump and grind" where the old burlesque theaters used to show stag movies between acts. The "grind" circuit was another distribution channel for films. Eventually "grindhouse" came to mean theaters where the movies of Dave Friedman, Joe Sarno and Doris Wishman played. Not exactly…

Who-cifer?

Are you that guy who thinks Polanski should walk around with a sandwich-board proclaiming "Rapist! Child rapist! Coming through!" for the rest of his life? If so, give it a rest.

who is it

Kudos

The Gore Gore Girls. Now there's a movie!