Constipated?
Constipated?
You're welcome. Do I get a prize?
You know what?
It's going to happen. Somebody's going to die. And then how will you feel, Mr. Smarty Pants?
Curious about this one
the whole "famous photographer taking pictures to raise money" element reminds me of "Born Into Brothels." How does it score on the self-righteousness gauge?
Kind of love that last sentence
even as I'm not sure it makes sense. One way or another, "Humming to Ourselves in Unison" would make a great album title.
Aliens in refugee camps?
How is this different from District 9?
??
"But Dylan's success as an interpreter of his own material…"
Wait…so you're telling me this IS the Taylor Swift review?
WTF?
No Taylor Swift review?
meh.
I've seen weirder things in church.
Ok, maybe you hate Arcade Fire. And Radiohead. And Kings of Leon. And the White Stripes. And The Hold Steady. But I think a lot of people around here would agree that they're all pretty good, and pretty big. (Not to mention Kanye West and Lil Wayne.)
I think it's easy, to look back and editorialize the past. You think 1991 and you think about all the great records that came out. But it was also the year when the radio waves were clogged with Amy Grant, Genesis, Michael Jackson (I don't care, that album SUCKED) Color Me Badd, Salt N Pepa, Extreme, Boyz II Men,…
"There once was a young lad named Huck…"
did you mean "where is my mind?"
Agree with Pitchfork. I read the line "with a nice feel for the purgatory-like blankness of mental hospital life" and thought, "Wait…is Nabin writing this one?" And then remembered all the stuff he had to stay about "Girl, Interrupted" in his book.
This isn't two way communication. This is shouting into the void and hoping someone notices. Most of the time, they don't. The only difference between this and posting a facebook status update is that there, my "friends" (define that how you'd like) are slightly more likely to notice.
Nice review.
I love how this reads more like a Hollywood advice column than a review of a dull movie. There are only so many ways to write an interesting review of an uninteresting movie, and you found one here. Nice work, Phipps.
"What does a man controlled by the dictates of an insatiable sex drive do when facing a sexless future?"
It's questions like these that keep me awake at night.
Wait, so you're saying
the BOOK was better than the MOVIE?
Haven't we met before?
Are you from…Toronto?