That link hurt my head. Further proof of Poe's Law. I mean really, which is it?

On the "musical taste is relative" discussion: it would be interesting to apply the thinking behind this feature to current pop (and even indie) music, looking at it from the perspective of another time. Time has a way of making everything seem crappy (see recent AVQ&A) — or at least, unmasking the crappiness that…

I'm several days late to the party on this one, but I'll chip in my .02 anyway: I think all good movies entertain us on a primal level (or at least, should). Too often, a complex narrative — and heavy-handed dialogue — are distractions from the primal, basic-survival I'm sayin', concerns of the movie.

So…
how far in did you get before turning it off?

Hot ham water?

Completely agree with you, Jorge. It was like the end of a Hercule Poirot mystery. "That's when he….!" "And then she….!" Plus, what was with all his smiling? It's like, he figures out the whole mysterious shebang, and what's he do? Smile a bunch. End of film. Bah.

If science comes up with a way to cross a 30's screwball comedy with a Shakira video…..

Woah. Anybody that compares Obama to Hitler is just as ludicrous as the fools who used to spray paint that stuff in New York. (THAT guy, it was all over downtown, pretty much anywhere below 14th st.)

Yeah, I lived in New York around the time people were spraying "BU [swastika] H" on the sidewalk everywhere.

No, being a fool makes you into a fool.

Pulp Fiction
I'm surprised that more comments didn't tack onto the Pulp Fiction thing. So, all right, I'll second that, Sean O'Neal.

What's not to like about XKCD? I'm with bendiagram. Sometimes I don't get the extra geeky comp-sci jokes, but… it's funny and sometimes it's corny, and that's sweet. Anyone who feels strongly enough to hate on XKCD is not someone *I* want to get to know.

I should add that, for me, generally, it's pro-choice women in see-through lingerie.

The "Bill Maher's Dad" analogy is accurate, actually. But I like Bill Maher. I kinda think his dad would be cool too. Actually, it would be cool if Carlin was Maher's dad. But anyway…

P.S. You know what's fun? Commenting on the internet about the boobs of women I'll never meet. Boy, I really missed the boat when AOL first came out.

ROP: yeah, that would make me glad I missed those. Ouch. In fairness though, I did say too much of a *good* thing (operating under the assumption that Winslet boobies= good and Bates bazongas = bad bad bad).

This is my kinda thread. I was just watching DuckTales on YouTube a couple days ago. I liked it. But I did have this thought about how you can't ever see these things in exactly the same way as you did when you were little. Then, bingo, this AVQ&A.

"Happy Valentines Day, honey. I luvvv yooo."

Yeah, I hear ya. I still say too much of a good thing is a contradiction in terms.

Not so, Enkidum. Carlin was a gifted comedian. He managed to lift acceptable comedy material beyond topical jokes and was able to wring as big a laugh out of slinging the word, "CUNT!" around, as he could explaining atheism to a mainstream audience. Now THAT takes talent.