The Gravity's Rainbow kerfuffle sticks in my craw the most— not to give any award for fiction that year rather than give it to Pynchon strikes me as a particularly snotty gesture.
The Gravity's Rainbow kerfuffle sticks in my craw the most— not to give any award for fiction that year rather than give it to Pynchon strikes me as a particularly snotty gesture.
See?!? I knew I would get yelled at! It's just all those damn loincloths, man…
Well it's probably better for the skin than all that soap.
God, advertising is fascinating— there's something so Bunuel/Lynch about the reasoning behind all that. That spear through the window is like one step away from the marble statue toe-sucking in L'age d'or.
She would put a little blot of ketchup on a paper plate and put M&Ms in it and eat this.
Yeah sometimes it makes the ads seem just fine.
I once knew someone who ate M&Ms with ketchup.
Let's face it though: if you can get the public to associate your product with ejaculation, you can pretty much take it to the bank.
Dammit, I was going to make a "Time in a Bottle" joke.
I never knew Anthony Hopkins was black until that one movie. It just goes to show you.
Yeah, the thing about my choices was, I mean if you're going to appreciate those movies at all, you're going to want to see them on the big screen, right? If I had watched them on TV and didn't like them, I could at least believe, oh well, I guess the big-screen epic scale is part of it. I didn't see them in IMAX or…
Yeah, it would really take a lot for me to walk out of a theater showing. The Batman movie was shown as a free second feature with the movie Contact— by the time the first movie was over I was tired anyway, and I was so bored by the second movie* that all I could think was "I need the bathroom, I need a cigarette,…
Oh, you just want me to get yelled at!
True— it's impossible to hate Plan 9 From Outer Space for example (at least I can't imagine how), but there are technically better-made, better-acted, better-films that I absolutely loathed.
When I was a kid my sister told me that Orange Julius drinks were made from orange juice, ice and spit.
Ouch! Dammit… OK.
Of course the best ever is the one Twain wrote in Huckleberry Finn, but I've never seen any of the film versions of that so I don't know if that ever made it into a movie as written.
In relation to the AV Club, I think the answer would be a default no.
You say that about everything.
NO TOUCHING.
Steve, is it possible you've gone mad with power? I just ask.