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To me, the worst disaster movies are boring and forgettable, have small body counts, and the life-or-death threats are laughable or minimal. Avalanche, Skyjacked, Day of the Animals, Deadly Bees, or When Time Ran Out anyone? All of the made-for-TV ones are even more lackluster.

Too tame
By the time Airport '79 had come out, audiences had become used to plenty of deaths and injuries in their disaster films, and I would say, expected as much. Airport '79 was inexplicably tame, and if I recall correctly, no one even dies.

At least "My Pal Foot-Foot" wasn't Auto-Tuned or created by winners from TV talent shows.

The theaters showing this will only be packed until the movie with the worst name in ages is released: The Lincoln Lawyer.

So the first great official performance will be the last because it will end in a giant theatre fire? Haven't enough people already suffered, Taymor? When will it be enough for you? When!?

I think this is the only way to go. However, Hollywood continues to prove that it is completely incapable of handling PKD adaptations, so this won't be any different.

I thought we were talking about the Oprah Music Television Video awards now.

The Tenant, which asks questions about identity, how much one can make an apartment really their own after others have lived in it, and how little elements left behind from previous tenants can have a big effect upon the new residents.

At this rate, tickets for this thing are going to cost like $1,000 each and nobody is going to pay that.

Tweet about it why don't you
Stoute should have just composed a few angry tweets. He could have suggested Arcade Fire go die in a crevasse or something. Worked for all the Bieber tweens. Also, much cheaper.

Prozac Nation was one of the worst, whiniest, most self-absorbed books I ever forced myself to finish reading. Probably one case where shelving a film was a good thing—too bad it wasn't shelved indefinitely.

If this episode is representative of the remainder of the season—everyone gets along, there are no conflicts, every unfulfilled dream of Michael's has to be fulfilled on camera—that doesn't bode well. This was the first episode besides season one, where I only laughed once, and that was only during Michael's Woody

Hoarders for PS3. Too bad the game is a set of 15 discs.

Palicki's epic journey
will continue, when this too is swiftly canceled.

Four hours later, when we see Bieber driving into the mountains, we finally figure out what we already knew, that Bieber is an android.

Maybe the werewolf will look like the Dee Wallace werepuppy.

Hoped for Best New Artist curse for Bieber
I had crossed my fingers that Bieber would win Best New Artist and the curse that goes along with it, so that he would forever fade away into obscurity. Bummer.

I'm all for this if it's in 3-D.

As long as The Mighty Thor's Ragnarok 'n' Roll Revue includes animatronic gods, I'm there.

Almost.