I showed it to my wife recently and it is not a good movie. And poor Stephen Furst is basically reduced to "fat guy eats everything he sees because, ya know, he's fat". Oh and it's got Eddie Deezen which is rarely a good thing.

I enjoy JFK even though the theories it espouses are asinine. It's just got so many great actors (other than Costner) that they make the material work. Beyond that, the only movie I'd put in the "good to very good" category is Platoon.

But then he had to watch Barry Lyndon and was so bored that he invaded Belarus.

The interrobang at the end really sells the idea.

If he then chugs a bottle of vodka, it's gonna be a hell of a show.

You're forgetting about a little movie called DC Cab.

Aka The John Lennon Memorial List

Go to Rhode Island and it's some sort of hybrid New York/Boston/profound brain trauma accent.

Having spent entirely too much time in Waltham, I would wonder what the fuck was wrong with someone who sounded like that in real life.

::dryly humorous remark about knuckleballs::

I still crack up at Stephen Wright jokes I've heard a million times. The mix of material and delivery is perfect.

And his Goatboy bits brought his sets to a screeching halt.

"Eisenhow-her? I hardly know her!"

Kevin Smith's entire post-Clerks career can be summed up in those words.

Naked…..save for an ascot.

Jerky Boys associate Brett Weir.

No, it'll be the real Tupac. But then he pulls his mask off and it's actually Andy Kaufman.

And the S1W Catering Co. is just waiting to do craft services for it.

I hope Shock G and Humpty Hump are played by different people because why not?

That header image looks like Act One of an Amber Alert situation.