Shit, you're right. I always end up calling The Velvet Underground by the name White Light/White Heat instead because it's just called The Velvet Underground. Which is sort of stupid because The Velvet Underground doesn't have "White Light/White Heat" on it.

I had White Light/White Heat going yesterday. "What Goes On" is still going through my head.

Oh my god.

I'll say it again: he should have been Dr. Who.

Hey, that's a damn good idea!

You should have just put on Re-Animator and fled.

This way he gets to return from the grave.

I'VE GOT A PIECE OF BRAIN LODGED IN MY HEAD!

Yeah, I think that one's probably going to happen.

I have to give a like to the concept of a pre-Duchnovian era of apathy.

Wait a minute— they were out of style? Christ, how long have I been wearing these?

Cookie Monster: (hands shaking, eyes red-rimmed) I'm just going to stick to oatmeal cookies for a while… just to slow it down a little, you know?

Man, this thread's a real hatsheput job.

I've definitely been curious on Punishment Park. Bizarrely it's showed up on Amazon Prime, so I can finally give it a look.

This would be my answer as well. I've seen very few biopics that were really good purely as films, and even fewer that were true to the facts.
With this movie, because of Watkins's approach, I think there's the rare possibility of doing both.

I take it you endorse the Cyclic Model of the Munchiverse.

And I suppose some of your best friends are monsters as well.

I just recently discovered his works and was astonished how ahead of its time something like Culloden really was— he really deserves a wider reputation.

Yes, a mutual friend used the term "an abomination," I believe.

That final banquet is my dream meal. Back in my starving days I would devour it course by course in my head from memory.