Rodman Flender?
Seriously? Is that one of Conan's old Simpsons characters?

If We Can't Blame Scientology
We can always blame the next-most-hated organization in America, fucking Comcast.

Sex in the 90s
What with AIDS, economic stagnation, and the excess of baggy clothes typical of grunge fashion, pulling tongue was about as far as you'd get. "Friends with benefits" meant they'd let you cut in the cafeteria line.

I'm Glad
He didn't change his last name. Or if he did, he changed it to "Olyphant".

It's a collection of set pieces in search of a plot with the laziest ending ever. Deus ex press conference? FAIL.

I'm guessing AS is probably not a big John Cage fan either.

My hos stay in hotels, no HoJos for my belles
I hose out their hovaries to stop belly swells

Richard Price
The guy is fucking great. Terrific novelist, first-rate screenwriter: nobody writes dialogue like him. Even his most unappealing characters, like the single mom who fakes the kidnapping in "Freedomland" or Rodney Little in "Clockers" have a recognizably human core. So maybe Tom Cruise could use his…

Clearly
they're trying to piggyback on Hurt Locker's Oscar buzz

underrated Pittsburgh movie: "Dominick and Eugene". Tom Hulce is Dom the mentally challenged trash man supporting Ray Liotta as his twin brother Eugene the med student. It'll break your heart.

SPOILER ALERT
Gross' father is actually Idi Amin and decapitates everyone at the wedding except for the goat whom he names Minister of Barnyard Rape.

A Steam-Powered Elephant
It's a good thing Wes Anderson hadn't seen this book, or Darjeeling Express would have sucked even harder.

Maybe Topper Died
so look for a ruinous remake of the Cary Grant classic, starring Emma Roberts and Ed Hardwick as the Kerbys, and Stanley Tucci cashing a check as Cosmo Topper.

I hope she's still blogging in 40 years so I can post the comment "Do you have any gray, Prepon?"

Tarin
If you're going to be a terrorist, that's the kind to be: banging the President's daughter in a swank hotel room, while your minions hang around warehouses and crappy delis hoping not to get shot.

Plax was also on probation for some other stupid shit, so shooting himself in public was a violation too. And the judge threw an extra three months on there for the fashion crime of wearing sweat pants to a night club.

James K. Polk in Fifty-Four Forty… and DIE

Come sail away with me and I will show you what love is, my wayward son.

Hausia FTW, of all time

Man I just have to hear "Moving in Stereo" and I get a boner, that's how hot she is.