A times B times C equals X. And if X is lower than the cost of an extra lifeboat… we don't buy one.

Seems a bit harsh that the only value judgments made in this review are to criticise it for a) not being a PSB record; and b) being a soundtrack.

Bless you, ants.

Bjork is my favourite bjundle of crazy, and if anyone can wring some artistic merit out of a "multimedia experience" then it'll be her… but seriously, "companion apps" can go the way of my companion cube. Fjuck that weak shit.

Looks like Bjork missed that memo saying that you're now allowed to upload stuff to YouTube even if it doesn't have a cat in it.

I'm not usually susceptible in that way, but that woman is actually giving me a vague urge to see this movie.

Now the Rifftrax of Avatar is epic. Almost as epic as James Cameron thinks Avatar is.

So, uh, you'd prefer it if it didn't have that track you like?

Can we please spell his name right?
No hyphen, it's not a double-barrelled surname.

OK, this was a while back, but seriously, there are people who don't know what "blowing up" means?

Bi-winning, if you will.

Jeez, HDB, I've never quite got why people hate you so much, but I'm beginning to see it.

Are they smart? Are they stupid? Do they believe it? Are they evil? Who cares, they're a bunch of spoiled little children who were never told to shut the fuck up when the grownups are talking, and now feel indignant when it transpires that some things in this universe aren't always about them. Boo hoo, oh I'm so angry…

Nah, I figure the Toejam avatar makes him at least 27.

Splashflapper.

There was even talk of doing a US remake. Now I don't want to diss something just for being foreign - especially when it never existed - but seriously, how shite would that have been?

HEY. The internet eating sensation may no longer be in residence, but those shoes ain't for filling. We're keeping his desk JUST the way it was, right down to the unidentifiable blue Mexican candy stains on the edge and the whiff of canned grease, until he comes back. Because he's coming back. Right?

Aha, the most bulletproof marketing draw of all, the ithasacatinitYAYCATS-factor.

Funny, that's pretty much where I was - the only thing I can really pinpoint is that I went home from W 4th St. I remember asking all the cops where the nearest subway station was, and them all telling me they didn't know because they were Brooklyn cops who'd only been brought in for the 'ween.

And significant nocebo effects.