Blues Brothers is pretty much a love letter to the city.

In the Realm of the Senses was quite notorious. Widely banned and/or heavily edited when it came out, it was pretty hard to see uncut (pun intended) until the '90s.

The '40s to '70s is when Catholicism transitioned in the US from a weird, ethnic, alien thing to mainstream. It's not surprising that the US's first Catholic president was followed by a burst of Catholic-themed entertainment. Nuns, sure, but Italian mafia, et al., too.

Extreme vetting for refugees, by definition the weakest people in the world. No vetting for his closest confidants.

The soundtrack for Ravenous is awesome.

This sounds straight up my alley, but "selected theaters" mean "not showing within 150 miles" and "streaming on Shudder" means "another streaming service I've never heard of?"

I posted this in the egg freshness article, but it bears repeating here:

I love opening a carton of eggs and seeing all manner of sizes and colors. Makes me happy.

Really fresh eggs from healthy birds are pretty amazing. Deep orange yolks 3/4" high, and tasty! Not good for hard boiling, though, save that for the older eggs.

I was squarely in the "I don't like it all that much anymore, but am watching due to sunk cost" with the original series, but S1 of FTWD killed the whole franchise for me. I thought for a while that TWD had something interesting to say, but the nihilism just wore it away to nothing (nihilism is too generous a…

Mousehunt!

Going full Nazi to find bad guys worse than the protagonists wasn't a good sign, though.

Just about the only time Les Stroud appeared genuinely terrified on "Survivorman" is when he thinks he hears a rutting bull moose nearby.

Sweet! I hope they make it this far west. There's been a mix of lack of interest in exporting and not enough of interest in importing that have kept them outside Iceland/Norway in any quantity.

As I noted elsewhere here, the Iceland hot dog: a mostly lamb dog in natural casing, with remoulade and raw and fried onions. I'd love to experiment with variations on that lamb dog, but that's not to be.

That's keeping it to the US, of course. Iceland's hot dogs are pretty amazing: mostly lamb dogs in natural casings, remoulade, and raw and fried onions. I wish I could get Icelandic dogs, but they are seldom, if ever exported, at least to my region of the world.

Naw, Seattle likes the sauces. Fry sauce and tartar, in particular, but ketchup is fine too. Come to the PNW and put whatever you want on your food.

Me too. As someone who's pretty tired of the typical superhero movie formula, I really appreciate the ones that break out of it.

Uff da.

And Topher Grace is Gen-X (1978).