The alien in Alien is supposed to combine elements of the phallus and the vagina. The beast itself is strongly phallic, but its egg and its "face-hugger" stage are blatantly vaginal. In order to defeat it, Ripley has to herself become neuter in a formless space suit.

I just let my S.O. keep my scrotum for her trophy collection.

This movie taught me to always save Latin American women in distress, regardless of their political affiliations.

You're One Ugly Son of a Bitch.
This is probably the best non-Terminator Ahnuld movie, but I still think the best thing to come out of it is that clip of Carl Weathers getting shot in Arrested Development.

I wonder the same thing, Guize. I know he has had serious health problems and that he doesn't have insurance. One would assume that his touring income would be adequate to pay for insurance. He makes good records and he has a sizable cult audience. He's not terribly obscure.

The Apple is the best bad movie I've ever seen. Words don't do it justice. Watch it and have your mind blown.

It seems paramount to me that we establish a criterion to determine whether such unions are permissible. I say that they should be, but only in those cases in which the spirit of indulgence has already put one or other partner in an unfortunate condition. One doesn't want little canine homos playing with babies in our…

Her music's mellow, but I wouldn't call it bland. She has a strong personality, that comes through even on songs she didn't write. It's just a very mellow personality.

Ha! You think a man would dare sully his tongue against the surface of so vile a folded plane? That work's hardly fit for a dog.

Agreed. But second best comes from Mr. Leggs: "After one look at his Mr. Leggs slacks, she was ready to have him walk all over her."

Not that way. The ad explicitly places the sole responsibility for a woman's sexual dissatisfaction on her, and cites as its cause an unpleasantness intrinsic to her gender. She's not getting any because women smell bad! For shame!

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Who cares which is better? The more pertinent question is, should the order be Black Dynamite, Death Proof, Planet Terror, or Planet Terror, Death Proof, Black Dynamite?

I also own them both, and will buy the new DVD. But we've watched the hell out of Planet Terror.

Jeez, you guys know how this works. You make a line, and then she completely ignores your ridiculous line and sleeps with whoever she wants.

When will you stop leaving your heart on her doorstep at night when you know she's in a hurry in the mornings?

So do I, Chartex, and I'm a member of the demographic that made Nickelback popular.

I called it pop-rap because it's a hip-hop album largely based around sung pop hooks and big choruses, in a way that most Southern rap- even OutKast's poppier earlier work, like "Rosa Parks" and "So Fresh, So Clean"- generally isn't. I think it's more comparable to something like Ghostface's "Back Like That" or…

Winchester, I'm sure that would induce many, many seizures. That's a compliment.