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I always thought the clown movie that Capturing the Friedmans was gonna originally be would have been unseen by everyone except the director's friends.

Yes! There's a part of footage they show where Johnny Depp is getting out of a lake and beating a fish with a stick or something and just going "Fuck! Goddamn it! Shit!"

It's probably the point, but the whole time I was like "Wait, people are paying him loads of money for just making carbon copies of copyrighted material?" It's been a long time, so I almost forget what exactly Brainwash's "art" was.

And Gimme Shelter was supposed to be about a concert.

If they made a fictional version like 10 years ago, Steve Carrell would have been a great Billy Mitchell. And Daniel Day Lewis as Weibe. Al Pacino as Walter Day.

I remember how excited I was for that one album with the blood and semen or whatever on the cover (at the time, I bought the vinyl and it's still in its factory seal back at my parent's house somewhere) and I couldn't tell you any songs that were on it.

I have to believe it's photoshopped but I remember seeing on the internet a photo of a Zoolander billboard and you can see the shadow of an airplane. Maybe it was an actual airplane, but it was implied that it was one of the WTC airplanes.

Faces of Death was originally a documentary on Watergate.

I'd pay to see him try.

For awhile, I confused him with Aidan Quinn, so sorry, Aidan.

Goldwyn was a real jerk in Ghost, and so was the guy who played Willie, played by Rick Aviles. I remember seeing Aviles in a clip of standup on early Comedy Central, and just imagine scary ass Willie telling jokes on stage. Aviles died in 1995 of AIDS from heroin, but he had a semi-interesting career. Godfather 3,

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*Megan leaves apartment*
*Don Draper logs onto Facebook, he's there for maybe 15 seconds*
*Don Draper logs off, pours himself a stiff drink*

Girl: Oooooooh! Oooooooooh!

Followed by Rover's A Blood, about a gang of dogs.

Three words: Ariana Grande nipples.

I've had the opportunity to record Laura on TCM roughly 300 times and it always sounded boring. Barsanti's article made it sound marginally interesting.

I used to think Road Warrior was miles ahead of Mad Max, but I saw Mad Max recently and it's pretty cool. I guess the nihilism turned me off when I was younger. Or else I got a copy with shitty American dubbing.

There was another girl, Danielle. She was saving herself until marriage. And she was dating my buddy. He was with her for like three years. Patient man! But really the only kinda dude who would have done that. I had a feeling she was into me, really touchy-feely, laughing at my dumb jokes. But, man, your stupid

Laura, Mike… remember Mike? He had a big midwestern crush on you. Hell, we all did. I myself had a crush on you when you casually mentioned you had seen Page & Plant the previous spring. I loved your bong form. You were perfect. Tom is both lucky and yet totally deserving. I wish you guys the best, despite not