The 80s version had Shawnee Smith. Huh-huh, girl pretty…

I like the sitcoms with the fat guy and the hot wife.

I think small Euro town are filled with art film eclectics. CP, Local Hero, Ned Devine, Englishmen Who Went Up Tara Fitzgerald, Chocolat and so on and so forth.

You mean the dog shit eating, butthole singing, chicken fucking, man dressed as woman fucking her son, old lady in the play pen, 69 toe sucking movie.

Don't fuck with me, fellas!

Yep, wanna be all over Juliette Binoche.

John Sayles' Lianna.

Hulk wish quit you.

G.I. Jew

I demand
The rest of Ken Russell's filmography on DVD, starting with the even more fucked up Lizstomania.

So long as there isn't…
A film version of Yo MTV Raps, Headbanger's Ball or 120 Minutes. Just Say Julie, on the other hand…

That's for driving.

Who wears pants when at the computer?

What…is…the deal?

Playing God. That's saying nothing.

You'll dance to anything…by The Smiths…

It's OK if Giada DeLaruentiis cooks carbonera, right?

That's $2 for the extra haaaaaaaam, sir.

David needs to work on his Alias.

Miley thinks you're really old or something or whatever n' stuff.