"…the entire thing is fucking solid, one of the best-written and best-produced mainstream hard rock albums ever." <—— keywords being "hard rock."

Does anyone know who did the soundtrack? I fucking love Yoko Kanno (stood in ridiculous lines to see her at Otakon 2013), and her soundtrack on Cowboy Bebop was outstanding and astounding.

I remember when the Black Album dropped in 1991. I was in high school (the perfect age to be an unabashed and passionate headbanger, IMHO). I rushed home from some after-school thing I was running. A friend met me there. We sat down, eagerly anticipating the the video for "Enter Sandman."

Goddamn, I am just remembering more and more things I loved about this episode.

"Tonin's associate Marcos knew he was in one of those crates, right? Why would he open fire on the deputies with that monster shotgun, knowing he might end up hitting Tonin?" <—— I thought the exact same thing. Maybe Alan Tudyk blames Adam Arkin for the cancellation of Firefly?

Between Wynn Duffy's weird looks, the constant chaotic delight that is Boyd Crowder's hairstyle aesthetic, and Dewey Crowe's white-trash Nazi chic, Justified is a singularly enjoyable visual cocktail.

7-Nation Army is the only White Stripes song I like. I hate the rest of their output…yet I'm a huge Dead Weather fan. Go fig.

Another observation: "For all his brilliant, ruthless stratagems in tonight’s episode, Boyd Crowder is outmaneuvered by a piece he didn’t even know was on the damn board." <—- I left that scene wondering if anyone in particular was pulling that guard's strings. Boyd's got quite a few enemies, some with pulling…

Best line in an episode full of great lines: "I've been accused of a lot of things, and inarticulate AIN'T one of them. " GodDAMNIT Walton Goggins, nailing it EVERY FUCKING TIME.

Everything I know about Jane Austen, I learned from Hark! A Vagrant.

Nickelback. Because nothing spells "the regret that keeps on giving" like terrible Canadian corp-rock.

As a "classic Nerd" surrounded by other nerds in both professional and social lives, I watched Big Fan as one who regularly encounters superfans (sports or otherwise) on a daily basis. Patton Oswalt nails that fanboy dynamic on the head and pounds the shit out of it. The actions of the character are clearly…

Puppy Bowl + a shit ton of food that's awful for you are the only two tolerable aspects of Super Bowl Sunday.

I was set to be all pissed because up until the last 10 minutes, the only "S" we saw in the MALSV rating was Danny Crowe's pantless ass.

I have seen this movie at least a dozen times since I was a kid, and I never, EVER get tired of it.

"The Simpsons Sing The Blues" is pretty bad, but I think Lisa/Yeardly's version of "God Bless The Child" is lovely.

I heart "Boo Boo Runs Wild" so fucking much. It is anarchic animation perfection.

I was more partial to "Girls Girls Girls" and "Citizen Jane," but "Rump Shaker" was always reliable.

In the late 80's and early 90's, before I was old enough to buy my own porn, MTV and VH1 were my poor-man's spankbank. Fucking "Shiny Happy People" was a total boner-killer, literally.

My GF loves these movies, so I get dragged along. I think this movie actually rates a B-. It's a reasonably entertaining flick that moves along at a decent clip. The characters were pretty engaging, except for Marisol, who feels tacked-on ("hey, we need a hot chick as part of spooky team").