Cake Like, anyone? Lorraine's Car? A sultry Kerri glams it up, a young Stephen Colbert as a dancing caterer, way in the back? Anyone?

I'll gladly take up the banner for Big Train. It was very hit and miss, but when it was miss it wasn't miss by much and when it was hit it was holyhellyeah hit.

I once owned every issue of Howard the Duck. (Not the movie.) I also once shared an elevator with Hunter S. Thompson, yet failed to collect him.

I routinely swing a pair of scimitars from ten-foot chains. Turns out THAT'S not a party skill, either.

Like a head like a fffucking orange.

What's not to get? Skippable cutscenes, exhilarating and addictive gameplay, frenetic combat. If the pseudonudity embarrases you, you can opt for the other costumes which don't disintegrate when she, um, climaxes. I usually go for the cheerleader outfit, not because I love cheerleaders, but because because the bright…

I love horror movies, but they never scare me. Requiem gave me the experience a good horror movie is supposed to; that delicious white-knuckled don't-open-that-door visceral dread. So if you look at it as a horror film, it's great.
But no, I will never watch it again.