Yeah, I know. He also had Cassavetes, Falk and Gazzara on to promote Husbands.

There needs to be a standalone feature on Carnival of Souls next Halloween. It's such a fantastic fluke and a spiritual predecessor to (if not influence on) Mulholland Drive.

Yes, I am a grown-ass man who enjoyed watching Shawn Hunter return to television on the holiday episode of Girl Meets World.

Supposedly, he's a classic "overcompensating" closet case himself, which would explain a lot. His homophobia is so virulent yet awkward, that it really feels more like self-loathing and self-brainwashing.

The ending of Weezer's "Only In Dreams."

He saw that Guy Ritchie was directing and asked that his name be removed.
He will now return to his normal life as the one you call "David Bowie."

And straight out of a rom-com you replied, "Testing the bed springs," before turning to the camera and saying, "Well, technically I was!"

Home Builders Association (HBO)

I'm trying to keep an open mind, but I have a very bad feeling about this. There are so many things wrong with just this short clip. Comic Book Guy-mode engaged:

Hopefully, you didn't have to pronounce her name.

"Charleston Tucker" sounds like a Sesame Street criminal. A fuzzy purple imp who wears a fedora and sneaks into kids' bedrooms to tuck them in.

A lack of self-confidence is the great monster of all.

I recently learned that he has a name: "Mr. Six." Like Six Flags. Or six lemon parties.

NEFH is clearly Topanga Lawrence.

Carbonite Han Solo. It would be my new coffee table and best friend.

How about a nice football instead?

Mislabeled Napster Songs Thread

My thoughts exactly. As much as I hate snobbery, I hate anti-snobbery even more. At least snobs get off on being different.

While I dislike HateSong as well (minus Frank Turner's feature about "Imagine"), I think LoveSong would be even worse. Shitty pop songs receive enough love as is. Let's not give them even more attention.

I'll show myself out.