Nice list, but it's got a gaping hole where CHVRCHES Every Open Eye should be. They actually managed to make a second record better than their first, which was great.

Aimee Mann's One More Drifter in the Snow is a great Christmas album. It's like being snowed in at an old-fashioned, seedy cocktail lounge, listening to the house band chill through the classics. Next to Rowlf the Dog's version, she does the best Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.

What a weird response to this film. It's far from tame, even if it does adhere to a few holiday-movie tropes. There is plenty of energy, plenty of bite, and plenty of nightmare fuel in the crazy creature design. Tim Burton wishes he could still make movies like this.

It is tragic to see so many people that have had their fun glands removed. That was charming as fuck. I'd buy an album of all these performances—they frequently turn out better than the original recording. Fresher, livelier, less canned.

Man, I really wanted to love this. But it's so damn bland. You can smell the Max Martin on this—cliche lyrics, endless repetition, simplified melodies. While 21 seemed laser-specific, this batch of songs could be about anyone, everyone, or no one. I don't feel the passion, because it doesn't seem personal in the…

I heard "Adafa." Not sure how that's going to corrupt our children.

If you're looking for a Scream-style commentary on the current state of numbness/narcissism in society, just watch Scream IV. It was seriously very, very good-almost better than the first.

Please don't give the Dredd review to the person who hates fun and has vowed to stomp it out wherever they find it. This movie was a fun, hyper-violent, beautifully shot theme park ride. Haters gon' hate.

Please don't give the Dredd review to the person who hates fun and has vowed to stomp it out wherever they find it. This movie was a fun, hyper-violent, beautifully shot theme park ride. Haters gon' hate.

Oh, I would totally buy a Funko Pop Arseface. I'm looking forward to this, but am having trouble imagining how far they'll have to tone it down to avoid getting firebombed by fundamentalists.

If anything, another eternity sounds far more varied to me than Shrines. I like Shrines a lot, don't get me wrong, but it definitely gets samey-sounding. I don't think anyone would confuse bodyache with flood on the floor, though. There's just more dynamic range, more vocal range, more everything. I'm digging it.

American Reunion's actually pretty damn great. It brings that same "characters with realistic problems in outrageous situations" thing that the first movie does so well. It was definitely worth a watch, not a skip.

For my money, We Shall All Be Healed is a fine starting off point. It's got some really crackerjack songs, including my bet for the best known Mountain Goats song, Palmcorder Yajna. From there go to Sunset Tree, Heretic Pride, or All Eternals Deck.

I'm not a member of the Shark Face Club (really? That's what they're calling it?), and I think you can dislike a song about gay rights without being a homophobe.

I've never liked Jeff Buckley's version because he sings it as if he doesn't know what the words mean. Like he speaks a language other than English and learned it phonetically or something. It's a simple little song, and it works far better when it's hushed, world-weary, and understated. I think John Cale and Rufus…

Ugh. I liked the first trailer, but this one seems to situate the film firmly in the "slightly blurry, very unreal generic fantasy world" that Jack the Giant Killer and the new Oz movie share. Not sure I want to see another movie set in that place.

Yes, David, your hatred for the show has gone completely off the rails, and you should back off the project and let someone lay some fresh eyes on it. I really enjoy reading AV Club's reviews and recaps, but I like this show and would rather not have insane ranting about it every week from someone who admittedly hates…

Hey, Disney's Three Musketeers is a whole lot of fun. I'm not gonna claim it's a good movie, but it's got Tim Curry chewing scenery, Rebecca De Mornay smoldering, and Oliver Platt quipping. It's a blast start-to-finish, and far more entertaining than 2011's dull, zeppelin-filled retread.

The fact that the mysterious element was called Gravitonium pretty much wrecked the episode for me. It's impossible to take anyone seriously when they're talking about protecting, utilizing, or destroying the Gravitonium.

No Hush from Buffy? No sale.