When you say it's more thoughtful than I expect, I assume there's a scene where Jamie Foxx is being strangled by the villain and he says, "You want my thoughts on politics? Here are my thoughts," and he takes a copy of Frida Kahlo's "Diego in my Thoughts" and smashes the villain's head in.

Aw, that's nice. Now I have three whole years to practice my meh face.

Hmmm…I wasn't aware anyone had ordered Sucker Punch II: Annie.

Yeah, that's the deep dark secret of every hipster, only to be revealed in a kitchen setting where they'll also mention it was their sister that was driving the car that night. *cue ominous music liked by the Williamsburg demo, maybe something godspeed you black emperor-ish*

I'll say it's dirty (it might meet the WaPo critic's standards that you can't listen to it with your parents), but I'm not sure it's erotic, and not just because it doesn't have a classic bow-chicka-bow vibe. It's been a while since I heard it, but all the music seems to go in an anti-erotic direction, and the lyrics,…

I'll just throw in the unjustly forgotten "A Little Peace and Quiet" starring Melinda Dillon (nominated for Close Encounters). It's from one of the many attempts to re-boot the old Twilight Zone series. It involves stopping time, it's directed by Wes Craven, and it's one of the scariest things I've ever seen.

Before you vanquish your enemies, you provide them with definitions from urban dictionary? You're like Jules Winfield played by Tommy Wiseau.

"The conservative view of Hollywood is that they're a bunch of
hypocritical , whiny, spoiled brats whose collective skulls are emptier than my candy dish on Halloween."

I'm sure if you hate the band, a review like that might give a reader comfort that someone else out there feels the same way, but in every other way, it's a terrible piece of criticism. I don't have a problem with someone not liking the album or the band, but if you're going to focus on the vapidity of the lyrics, I…

I've barely seen the show, but I submit as refutation "Man With Complete Mama's Family Video Library Never Going On eBay Drunk Again".

Twilight Zone: The kid without a mouth; The Godfather: the nurse, "what are you doing here?" makes me jump every time; Mulholland: yeah, Winkie's is bad, but the old couple at the end is even more nuts; Parallax View: the training film; Rosemary's Baby: for whatever reason, the anagram.

I'm disappointed that I remain uninformed about the life of Kevin Williamson.

Dishwasher: One Man's Quest to Wash Dishes in All Fifty States; he's also on This American Life: "Other People's Mail", "Conventions", "Road Trip", "Notes on Camp", "First Day", and "Name Change". The book compiled a lot of the writing from the zine.

Arkady Renko from the Martin Cruz Smith books, Sheriff Bart from Blazing, and Fox Mulder for when shit gets cra-zay.

"When the film begins, Plimpton nervously awaits Anderson’s release from
the nearby penitentiary, after which she’ll take him home to live with
her. It seems unlikely this arrangement is going to work out well for
Plimpton; portending trouble, a brief prologue finds the town sheriff
(Hal Holbrook) discovering a…

"I know who killed your daughter, it was…" (as a dramatic piano chord builds, Shepard flips a book over, revealing the author portrait of William Shakespeare.)

It's like Woodstock's on the Disqus! It's like hanging out with filthy rapists without leaving the comfort of home!

It's decades of shows like "Friends" set in Metropolis like cities that have given people unrealistic expectations of not being crushed by tons of rubble.

"These guys want to be Pink Floyd but they're actually Iron Butterfly."

For those who wanted earth to be destroyed last year, they'll have to be patient for 2014 and Independence Day II: Kaboom.