So what's up with that "Marvel's Avengers Assemble" renaming overseas? We have to wait a week, but at least we won't have to suffer that ridiculous title.

It's funny, this sounds exactly like my experience watching Jeanne Dielman, 23 Quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxelles. Are you sure it isn't an art?

Take a good hard look at the motherfucking pope!

And then there's shit like Pitchfork's "Kill Screen" column, talking about God knows fucking what. Hopefully Gameology finds that elusive sweet spot between nerdy enthusiasm and too-cool artiness—their Mass Effect conversation already looks like a step in the right direction.

I read it in high school without knowing its context, was a bit of a dick for a month or two, and then pinned down a lot of who I am through realizing and arguing my issues with it. It has a special place in my heart, even if its influence was largely antithetical to its intentions.

@WelcomeShaqKotter:disqus Dad, get off the internet.

I definitely groaned when they played up the "How does that Ricky Gervais get away with being so dangerous?" bit in Neeson's cameo. I hope he doesn't lose his ability to genuinely push the envelope by gutting the mundane—when he tries to be overtly "dangerous," it's kind of boring, oddly enough.

I've heard Comeback Kid, and was mostly remembering it for its three note chorus. The verses are a little more sophisticated than I initially gave them credit for, but the cutesy ironic jock jam criticism stands strong.

I like noisiness, I like poppiness, Sleigh Bells should be right up my ally. I'm not sure where the disconnect is.

The Dark Knight has many flaws. I know this because I've seen it about a dozen times. I did this because also the film is awesome.

Port to port works fine, actually.

Setting aside the inherent shittiness of seventh grade, this made me realize how much I love 2002.

You have people on your bucket list? You mean, like… for sex?

I can get behind that; Chadollora could easily be an STD.

And I always found the Max Fischer character completely fucking insufferable, so I'm definitely pretty glad I avoided this.

The photo made me think we were getting a Kermode write-up.

This was like watching some kid shit their pants during the Christmas Pageant.

Yes, it's likely about death, but it's also pretty telling that an endless tour of diminishing enthusiasm is what they draw on to support it. Love the song.

This show feels like an awesome public access program, that's why I like it.

"There are a few Christmas songs that will make me unabashedly rock out with my cock out."