The recycler is currently showing me an interview with Alan Moore.

You gotta admit, she sings pretty damned well for someone with a pie for a face.

@ Miller: I don't know, but I don't see how it could be any more distracting or off-putting than his bathing in the metal tub in Cry Babay.

Not so…what about Pleasure Island? Pretty sure that's Disney property.

The thing I'd really like to know is, if switching to an all taco diet helped this Christine chick lose weight, WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE EATING BEFORE? BIG MACS FRIED IN THE COLONEL'S SPECIAL RECIPE THEN BAKED IN DOUGH WITH A RING OF CHEESE IN THE CRUST?

Heh, well done Billy (or the Cloneasaurus…whichever one of you wrote this).

Well, from the trailers and such anyway, this main character seems to be The Dude if he'd been born in Texas and became a drankin' honky-tonk man.

Cue Nelson.

"That's my Robert, always peein' on people."

I just want to know if there's to be a companion meta-memoir, thru which he can explain the things in the memoir ala the comentary track to "In the Closet."

I demand that somebody go make a feature length movie called "Colonel Sanders' Tijuana Picnic." Right this minute.

shamWOW!

A Time to Kill?
Had to watch that overblown piece of shite for an ethics class in lawschool (yes they have those)…anyway, it reminds me of this in the sense that it got the whole 'righteous assualt on the justice system' thing wrong. Sam Jackson's character is meant to be sympathetic, heroic even, for hiding with an…

The wikipedia page for this movie also has the Spanish version of the poster on it. Co-winkydink?

Jesus, CW, you're still reading this thread? I thought everybody figured out this thread was a total sellout way back when Mr. Fhtagn posted on it.

@ nilus: No, you're thinking of "The Fetishist Shoe Clerk."

I don't have to watch it, urgh…it's potassium.

The Miseducation of Carey Mulligan?

Looks like it was "Italian for Beginners"…and also that Lone Scherfig is a woman.

*hums the theme from Jeopardy*