Nabin.
Nabin.
Drats! Foiled again!
I've not seen them either, but I'm jonesing for a Criterion release.
Oh, yeah, and I still buy tons of DVDs. I'm a collector at heart (I occasionally have to convince my wife I don't have Aspergers), and if I like a movie or a TV series enough, I'm sure to buy it. Now, if a film's released on DVD and Blu-ray, I'll buy it in Blu-ray, but if nothing else, the coming of the new format…
I was a doubter, myself, until my old CRT TV committed seppuku last spring, and I picked up an HD plasma. Fast forward a few months to when I pick up a PS3, and put in the first blu-ray movie (Ratatouille, BTW).
Any time I'm out with them, I mark one with a Sharpie.
If he only had a futon…
Personally, I'd eat jellied goat fetus and put my mother feet-first through a woodchipper.
Best line/delivery in Donnie Darko …
… belongs to Rogen:
I'm not seeing Dylan Moran as the British Bill Murray (and not just because I know Irish people hate being called British). Moran seems a little more frantic than Murray.
I also like Robot Chicken. It's not good, it's not smart, but it's fun. It makes me laugh, and that's not easy. About the only things I find funny are Bergman films, tort law, and when kittens eat clowns.
Sorry. Wrong Commonwealth country.
There's a Porky's bar?
Other classic Canadian films around which to create theme bars:
I thought that scene was pretty good. Not necessarily touching or sexy, but these two people grabbing a quickie in a room full of snoring, farting soldiers seemed awfully real.
I'm cautiously optimistic
I aknowledge that there is no way that the movie's quality will stand up to that of the comics. As a graphic novel, Watchmen is pretty close to perfect, even 20-odd years on. The "visionary" behind 300 isn't up to the task, so far as I can tell from his previous work (though 300 is one of…
The horror …
The first coffee shop I worked at was owned by a (really nice) guy who absolutely loved The Gypsy Kings, and played their stuff more or less constantly.
Damn, that is good. Kudos, Mr. Heller.
Actually, it's the post-structuralism you really have to watch out for. Roland Barthes will seriously fuck you up.
Third Blood: There's No Way We're Getting That Out of the Carpet
A big wad of sphagnum > Kevin Sorbo.