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Yeah, I would too and I'm guessing it had something to do with director Harold Becker, but unless there were some strict ground rules in place for the interview, we're never gonna find out what that "bad experience" was.

Ellen didn't get naked in The Big Easy unless a little plumber's butt wrapped in a sheet counts.

The Big Easy was simply a fun flick with two leads who had chemistry to spare. However, the scene where she deep kisses Quaid with a mouthful of toothpaste never fails to gross my wife out.

Nothing about The Big Easy where Ellen was hot as hell with Dennis Quaid? Nothing about Bad Company, a rather forgettable piece of crap except for a 9-On-The-Sexy-Richter-Scale where she gets it on and gets off with Laurence Fishburne outdoors in a chair? What a disappointment.

Here's a Stray Observation: Sarah gave birth last week at home to twin Persons of Interest, daughter Violet Moon and son Knox Blue.

Yup. This episode felt like marking time. Nothing more.

Say, Alexa? You sure this is a "B" review? I've read it twice and I keep looking for "C".

I'm with you. That's one of my top 5 Cars songs.

Think of The Godfather and Brando's dead, Richard Conte is dead, Sterling Hayden is dead, John Cazale is dead, Richard Castellano is dead, John Marley is dead, Al Lettieri is dead, Francis Ford Coppola's career is dead and Al Pacino looks like he's dead.

Somewhere Abe Vigoda and Betty White are pouring a beer on some young whippersnapper's grave and murmuring, "This is for the motherfuckers not here no more."

Yeah, a wide shot of the World Trade Center. Ah, nostalgia…

I think they realized quickly it was the dynamics within the squad room that made the show. I could care less about Barney's home life and Wojo's girlfriends. I'm glad Danny Arnold agreed.

I prefer Fish. Much tastier.

While they couldn't be any more different, Barney Miller and The Shield were two cop shows whose final episodes totally stuck the landing.

The Oscars are little more than Hollywood's annual exercise in auto-fellatio. Between all the slurping and sucking noises I hope they all had a grand time before going home to shoot heroin between their toes.

You know what I find offensive? Brutally honest White people
who are brutally racist when they tell Black people how they should
act. That offends the shit out of me.

Fame. I'm gonna live forever. Baby, remember my name.

Speaking of sticky white stuff, John Travolta saw Tobey Maguire working out in the gym at 3:00 am…

That was kind of the point, no?

Reference: Cry Freedom, Ghosts of Mississippi, The Long Walk Home, The Help, The Blindside, Mississippi Burning to name a few.