"Too much to think" is a Captain Beefheart line, from "Ashtray Heart." And, considering the White Stripes have covered that song, I'm gonna say that Jack White gets the credit for it in "Steady, As She Goes."
"Too much to think" is a Captain Beefheart line, from "Ashtray Heart." And, considering the White Stripes have covered that song, I'm gonna say that Jack White gets the credit for it in "Steady, As She Goes."
I wholeheartedly agree, the Kills are fucking awful. And I to this day don't understand how they've been able to get away with calling themselves, and having other people call them, blues-rock. They have about as much to do with blues music as Katy Perry. That said, I would indeed like to bang whatsherface.
I'll tell you something, all of these goddamned kids need a goddamn haircut, a shower, and a real fucking job. Get outta here, ya goddamn beatniks.
I agree with Thickfreakness, it's their best. The Big Come Up isn't a bad place to start. Just ignore Magic Potion, it's fucking lame.
I think the last words that need to be said about this piece of shit come from Ebert's review (this also counts as a rebuttal to anyone that thinks Ebert's gotten soft lately): "If you want to save yourself the ticket price, go into the kitchen, cue up a male choir singing the music of hell, and get a kid to start…
So, you're saying Free isn't free? How delightful, because that statement bears a striking similarity to a slogan with which I am familiar, and am sure a number of other people are as well. So, you see, what I've done just now is rephrase your original comment so that it is nearly the same as that slogan in the hopes…
I'm gonna put Post Office as maybe his most "American" novel. Getting pissed off at government agencies, skipping work to drink and fuck, showing up to work drunk or hungover, hating your boss, but not really doing anything about it, and half-assing your way through a job you resent. And being able to laugh your way…
Holy shit, The Twilight Zone, abso-fucking-lutely. That shit is up there with the Declaration and the Brooklyn Bridge as one of our country's greatest achievements.
By "we perfected it" I of course mean that America perfected the short story.
If we're arguing about the Americanness of the short story, allow me to throw out one name who proves without a doubt that we perfected it: Ernest motherfucking Hemingway. No doubt about it, America produced the single greatest writer of the 20th century. If asked to explain what the "American character" is (in the…
Yeah, that second "to" needs another "o" (thus making it read "too").
To the curious guy (and probably to late to make an impact): "Waiting for Godot." I know it's not a movie, but fuck it. I also know that if anybody is still reading this shit I'll be bagged as a pretentious snot.
It's been said before, but the first thirty minutes or so of WALL-E (and the space dance) are absolutely gorgeous and melancholy and would almost justify its being labeled a great film (or Art or what-have-you). But, once we get to the space station, it just sort of… goes limp. The design for the humans is awful, the…
Two (2) scenes in this movie work: The dinner table scene with R. Jenkins & family (mentioned above), and Tomlin and Hoffman with the water sprinklers. The latter is funny because it totally abandons the loftiness and gibberish of the rest of the movie and just goes for some good, old-fashioned slapstick, two…
You fucked it up, Bob Hope (and I don't even like "Electric Boogaloo" jokes). Clearly the sequel would be EDtv 2: Electric Babaloo.
rsh412, I agree on Grizzly Bear (and Andrew Bird, for that matter, as well as many, many others). It's pleasant enough when I'm listening to it, but as soon as it's done, it's just gone. Like, it might be nice to listen to when you're reading and you want something on the background, but it's so forgettable it's…
You know what, Warren Oates, I will defend Reflections in a Golden Eye. Late period John Huston, still-hot Liz Taylor, and some of the first hints that Marlon Brando was going crazy. The original theatrical version is the best, where they decided to color everything in some kind of bizarre gold monochrome. AND, Julie…
Hey, ElDan, I didn't know what a PSL was either, so I looked up. According to the internet, it is either some season ticket bullshit or the Party for Socialism and Liberation. I like to think the Giants decided that Marxist revolution was the key to their second stadium.
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Any viewing of Inland Empire should be accompanied by viewings of wither Mulholland Drive or Blue Velvet, or both. If you watch either beforehand, they'll convince you that Lynch really is going for something and you just gotta stick with him. And if you watch them afterwards, they'll remind you that Lynch isn't just…