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Don Marz
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I can't tell from that one photo, but I really hope they're keeping the "old age" makeup/SFX to a minimum. Never once has that stuff turned out well.

I wish they'd shot this in black-and-white.

The idea is usually that he just ages very, very slowly, not that he doesn't age at all.

It shows the distance of contemporary TV from the type of storytelling Doyle did if there's any suspense whatsoever from a bribe offered to decide the case one way or the other. In Doyle's Sherlock Holmes stories, such an offer would be taken care of in one or two lines, and would either point toward the culprit or

I'd imagine the sort you find in bars are likely to be older and cheaper models, so some of them might well have patterns you could puzzle out with just a little observation.

The ones with brains aren't giving hints to their identities in their videos. The reason casinos discourage these videos is because they possibly could be used to recognize patterns in the machines' software, information which, in turn, could be used to exploit the machines themselves. If someone gets recognized, they

The statement "there's undoubtedly a link between mental illness and intelligence" has no meaning. Some forms of mental illness appear loosely correlated, at best, with intelligence; some have no link whatsoever; some are more likely to be found in the mentally disabled.

I'd say that's a common error younger people make that can be cured with a dose of humility.

It’s similar to the territory explored in Kurt Vonnegut’s “Harrison Bergeron” or more recently Mike Judge’s Idiocracy,

I'm very sad this series exists, preventing the premium cable miniseries that should have adapted the source material.

I understand the desire on the part of politically-motivated artists to attempt to sway elections with albums, movies, etc., but it never seems to have an impact. Even if you have killer information to deliver at the eleventh hour, it seems best to leak it to a news service than bundle it into something most

"Coherent" or not, this movie's a great first step toward exploring 1930s French cinema for a non-film-buff. Highly recommended.

What I find infuriating is all that wacky shit with the speech balloons when they haven't figured out anything interesting to put in them. Like a Klondike bar with no ice cream.

Interestingly enough, the first time that happened in a superhero comic series was in an Action Comics Superman story by Siegel and Shuster back in the late 1930s.

I tried watching it again and I was reduced to skipping through scenes, looking for one that wouldn't make me cringe at its ineptitude. I couldn't.

Warning: it's still a lousy piece of shit.

That makes it a bad movie, in my opinion. By the third act I, my friend, and two other people in the theater were loudly mocking everything and getting theater-wide laughs, and it's not like I'm even funny or anything.

1) so what, it sucks compared even to Kubrick's worst, 2) how is this video "haunting"? Like you're up at night thinking about a split screen video comparing cinematography?

I'll take your word for it that this comment means something on planet Earth.

It's not over! You'll just have to stalk him using your own resources, that's all.