Just sing into the can.

In a weird way he kind of does, as much as I love the movie and the Duke's performance. But you're aware (with the benefit of full-career hindsight) of Wayne undercutting his carefully-wrought image throughout by acting like an insane, racist version of his usual character.

Is there a scene where he plays golf?
I really hope there is. And I hope he gives pointers on how to play the game of golf.

A double dose of this "pimping."

Who'd have thunk the night shift at the birdseed factory would get so many wrong numbers.

True Grit's the only movie I've understood in years.
Everybody knows when you go to the show you can't take the kids along.
You've gotta read the paper and know the code of G, PG, and R, and X,
and you gotta know what the movie's about before you even go.
Tex Ritter's gone, and Disney's dead, and the screen is filled…

The Dudke.

Nuz not a remake! Z'another adaptation of the novel!

Yes, the "American Sergeant Pepper" tag is going to give a lot of people the wrong idea. I'm not the most adventurous of music listeners - I like me some good production, catchy melodies, a solid beat, all that stuff. Song Cycle has none of that, yet I listen to it compulsively. It just takes a little dedication, I…

Will there be a better interview than this on the AV Club all week?

No one is better than the Four Mills Brothers.

It baffles and delights me that a major label ever released something like Song Cycle, which is just as you describe, nutty and beautiful.

Grown in a lab from skin shed by Tilda Swinton.

I call injustice
Why, for example, is James Horner not deemed ineligible for making use of EXACTLY THE SAME MUSIC as he'd written the previous year, each and every year? His only original score was for Humanoids from the Deep.

He deserves one Oscar for each note in "Axel F. Theme."

Problem?

Yeah, if it was just those two guys in the precinct, it would have been a great show. I'd have watched it, anyway. I mean I like all those other guys, Vigoda and so forth, but Landesberg and Soo were my favorites by a country mile. They never seemed to be on quite enough.

They could probably get George Cloony, Brad Pit and Matt Daemon to dance the hazatzka 'round a pile of burning tires for that kind of coin.

It's "whackers."

No, think I'm done. I pass the baton to you.