That's strangely poetic, yet certainly inapt.

I would feel better if every celebrity that did this released a chart of exactly how many contributions they've made to the Kickstarter projects of the sort of non-wealthy non-celebrities they're expecting to contribute to them.

Tim Roth provided the movie's best sight gag for me— as a freshly released convict, the nervous pivots he makes anytime anyone is standing behind him made me laugh a lot.

I actually liked Julia Roberts more after hearing how painfully flat her singing voice was.

Having just watched Kill List the horror I'm most keen to see this year is Ben Wheatley's A Field in England, not least to see the League of Gentlemen's Reece Shearsmith go apeshit in a serious role.

The prose is definitely a little crude and wild, but it strikes me as part of the charm, really.

Tell you what, we'll compromise and cast a Greek.

Camino Real.  A bit of an anomaly in Williams's roster, a notorious flop when it premiered, and absurdly grandiose, but with some writing of truly stunning beauty.

War and Peace is really no trouble compared to those.  Despite the length, it's almost startlingly direct, readable, and even entertaining once you get a little way in.

In certain spots I found Child of God pretty hilarious, but possibly I'm just dangerously psychotic.

If you liked Nickelby definitely try The Pickwick Papers.  It's light in tone and the plot meanders, but it's tremendous fun and the portrait of Pickwick himself is genuinely, touchingly sweet.

The opening image of the man crushed by the giant helmet is just brilliantly strange.  I've really only just started, but so far it does not disappoint.

Guilty as charged.

This is basically Woody Allen's Bob Hope movie — sort of a My Favorite Neurotic.  Coming out when it did it was just such a relief that he was aiming for (and succeeding at) sheer entertainment.

After a mention of Charles Palliser on this thread a couple of weeks back, I went and checked out The Unburied, a quite good little gothic thriller, and have just started The Quincunx, which has been sitting on my shelves for some time.  So far greatly enjoying it— he manages to write in the Victorian style without…

The only reason I ever found that out was that years ago I got the published book of the radio scripts, which specifies all the music cues.

The only Eagles song I've ever liked was "Journey of the Sorcerer", and if it weren't inextricably bound in my memory to listening to the Hitchhiker's radio series as a kid I couldn't even guarantee that.  Still, with its connotations intact, that one works for me.

Wait a minute, who was talking about making this?

This is one of those movies in which everything works for me — the shaggy-dog atmosphere with the comics trading stories in the Carnegie, Nick Apollo Forte and his songs, the sadly cheerful frozen-turkey Thanksgiving, the mafia wedding, and that last run through the streets (I love how Allen's returned to that image…

Exactly.  I think he would probably make more consistent quality if he slowed down, but I get the feeling that, at his age, making movies is simply the way he gets through the day— if he slowed down it might be permanent.