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She had the chip put back in at the end of "Redux II," and her cancer went away.

Todd, a few notes. Krycek's vaccine is the same one the Russians used on Mulder in "Tunguska" and "Terma." The show never satisfactorily explains Krycek's relationship with the Russians, but one is led to assume that he stole it from them.

Who can say, really, how the revelation that Mulder was chemically castrated by his father on orders from CSM affected the show? The romantic tension with Scully remained, though in later episodes their near-encounters always ended in frantic apologies rather than the muted hesitation the audience had grown accustomed

DBag, I'm assuming you're joking. Because the reality is the precise opposite of what you describe.

I would so rather watch a Toxic Avenger remake than another fucking Marvel superhero movie…

I always saw Jennifer Connelly and Paul Bettany as Anna and Paul Bettany as Vronsky (mind you, I read the book before Connelly turned into a human twig and aged out of the part). But whatever. I'm sure this will be very "tasteful."

I'd just like to add, Johanna ter Steege is absolutely amazing in this movie.

I think these are both valid readings; in fact, they complement each other. I'm much too tired to offer my opinion on the film's main ideas, but they're quite similar to those above.

SPOILED AGAIN

Phodreaw has it. I think we can all agree that a few episodes and subplots drag at least a little, but this adds up to a fantastic television series. The last several episodes are among the show's strongest, and the finale is one of the most intense TV episodes you'll ever see, even in the age of The Sopranos and

Pieces of a Man is great! I'm still here is excellent, too. I can't wait to hear the other records mentioned in this piece. Scott-Heron was a true original; though his work is clearly derived from Beat poetry readings set to music, his work fused the two art forms into something distinctly different from either.

In my opinion, At Dawn is nearly the equal of Z, but it's a wildly different sounding record. You might prefer it, or It Still Moves, or Circuital. They're all much more natural, more spacious and more surprising in many ways than Z and Evil Urges.

I thought the character was very nearly a parody of moody teen cliches, and that the episode was completely sunk by her melodramatic presentation in it. And the heart attack twist? That was just dumb. This was Buffy trying to do "Clyde Bruckman's Final Repose" and completely mucking it up.

They've actually only been playing two of Circuital's songs live: Wonderful (The Way I Feel) and the title track. They're both magnificent songs; I've heard them live now three and two times, respectively. In fact, they probably both belong on my top 10 ranking of MMJ songs above. The rest of the album is pretty

He spoke about the ghosts present in the old buildings in Lexington when they played here in April. He called it a beautiful, fucked up place or something like that.

That Lexington show was great, Wycked! Where were you? My fiancee and I managed to squeeze into the second row. My favorite off their shows I've attended was probably the Halloween bash in Louisville last year, but that one and the At Dawn show were very, very close.

Smokin' from Shootin'
Golden
Gideon
X-Mas Curtain
One Big Holiday
Dondante
Bermuda Highway
The Way That He Sings
Lay Low
Touch Me… Pt 2

The little "Smokin' from Shootin'" to "Touch Me Pt 2" suite might be the best thing they've ever recorded. The rest of the record is up and down, but those two songs, which they still play back to back live, are untouchable.

Didn't The Thin Red Line score a nomination? The New World was underappreciated (I assume it's because we were at a cultural low point when it was released, or something); that's the only reason I can imagine why it wasn't even nominated in the year CRASH won the Oscar. But Malick's esteem has grown over the last

Surely This Will Be the Hagiographic Equivalent of Birth of a Nation:
A film celebrated by racists.