Ledger did a bang-up job as The Joker. The pretty boy from "A Knight's Tale" portraying a complete psychopath? Totally unprecedented. Bale couldn't touch him.

I think the problem is that King's source material is just so freakin' crazy that nobody can really get a handle on it. A cinematic version of "The Dark Tower"? Please. Peter Jackson would be pissing himself at the mere prospect of tackling that monster. That said, there have been many noble attempts by the likes…

Not going to improve on DePalma; this was a perfectly engineered failure from the outset. Now how about we try a big-screen adaptation of The Long Walk? THAT would be rad.

Eh. A girlfriend once forced me to watch "Juno". Halfway through, I went out for a smoke, proclaiming, "Cool honey; withhold the sex. I can't keep watching this crap."

Left straight, right uppercut to the gut, head butt. (Lights cigarette, walks off to "Union of the Snake). "Who's Hungry Like The Wolf NOW, bitch?"

He definitely had his moments of genius. Being able to craft such great songs with someone of Idol's limitations is an art in itself. Totally competent lead player as well. Too bad he got lost in that Bettencourt/Vai/Satriani shit in the early '90s.

I happened across the 12" LP single a few years back. Rad picture of badass Idol molesting a chick halfway out of her bridal gown on the cover. It's not quite as awesome as my Witchfinder General LP, but it still ranks higher than "Whipped Cream & Other Delights".

I'm probably displacing the video for the actual song; it was as close to jerk-off material as I could get at the time without making an emergency raid on my dad's porn stash (a risky move when you're twelve, but in retrospect, I'm sure he'd have felt more awkward about catching me than I would've).
And yes, life tends…

Raised lettering, too: "Bourbon Renewal, Esq. Vice President, Mergers & Acquisitions, Duran Duran fan"

Beg to differ, sir. Idol managed to craft a distinctive pop sound from his punk roots, while exploring such dark places with the likes of "White Wedding" (easily the most sinister arpeggiation ever). "Eyes Without A Face" finds him at his most sublime, a dark love song that inspires moods from melancholy to…

That's nothing; back in my day, I had to listen to the football team assholes blast "Enter Sandman" out of their pickup trucks. Sometimes I just like to pretend that every member of Metallica died in a fiery plane crash after '…And Justice for All"

I like the way you think. If you can set that to an Em-A-D chord progression, you'll have a sure-fire hit!

One of the best pieces of concert footage I've ever seen was Moon passing out behind his drum kit, and violently resisting Pete's attempts to drag him offstage. If I remember correctly, a fan jumped onstage and finished the set.

We've got it on midnight movie at the local theater at the end of Oct. It was the first awesome movie I ever really comprehended (Jaws and Star Wars were too much for my little brain to grasp). Hopefully, Spielberg didn't digitally replace his whip with a walkie-talkie, or replace the guy getting mangled by the…

I was a social worker with an MA in psychology dude. I am, as they say, THROUGH the looking glass. Simply put, we're all fucked. Might as well stay as comfy as possible in the meantime.

Henson modeled "Animal" after Keith Moon (note the eyebrows). If Henson isn't rolling over in his grave, Moon certainly is. If they can somehow make Lady Gaga choke in a pool of her own vomit, this would be somewhat redeemable.

It's official: Every aspect of our lives has now been carefully measured & controlled for cost-effectiveness. "WATCH TV" and "OBEY AUTHORITY" everyone. (Takes sunglasses off, shoots self in the head).

Dude, winners never quit!

Meh. While her opinions are entirely valid, they seem to fall lock-step with the predictable disgust with everyone who is forced to listen to JackFM fodder while on hold with their ATT representative. Hardly a surprise here. Let me guess: will someone else "hate" a song from Blues Traveler next? We are treading…

Definitely one of the least-objectionable Burton films. As a fan of juxtapositions, I was thrilled when Landau— in complete opposite of Depp's squeaky-clean '50's dialogue— shouted, "Karloff? KARLOFF? FUCK YOU!!! THAT PIECE OF SHIT!!! HE WALKS AROUND GOING 'EEEERRRRRGGHHH, URRRRGGGGHHHH' HE IS NOT AN ACTOR!!!"…