Yeah; that's not how you pronounce Chateauneuf du Pape.

Ugolino?

Oh? The Abe Lincoln? Or something a little more outre?
I'm on a whole Hedge Creatures From The Shining trip, at the moment.

He had a blink-and-miss cameo in Last Boy Scout ; Bruce Willis and daughter have just crashed their car into his pool. They emerge and Willis demands Ducommun give him the keys to his car -or he'll shoot the little girl. Ducommun pauses, clearly thinking about it for a beat and a half before agreeing. I always liked…

I'd just lie about this wicked scar in my right eyebrow, here. Instead of admitting it was from a stupid wood chopping accident, I'd say it was from a fight.

"…Wheaton describe the wine in beer terms, which seems fairly unhelpful."

"fishin' and non-fishin'."

Has The Rock paid his dues?

Thank god I'm not alone!
This episode had me pausing it, then striding around the living room until I'd worked up enough courage to watch a little more.

A little late to the party.

Was anyone else reminded of the (original) ending of Blade Runner at the end of the episode? …"I didn't know how long we'd have together; but then again, who does?"

If you're going to say Brendan from Brick, you might as well go straight to the source and say Philip Marlowe, the detective from Chandler's novels. In the first four stories, at least (The Big Sleep, The High Window, The Lady In The Lake, Farewell, My Lovely) he embodies a fusion of modern and more traditional…

Because, despite some faults, this episode was stronger than Daredevil's final episode, which was a real let down.

He's an asshole.

I don't think anyone really wants this to happen, do they?

Reading this stuff makes me wish Bill Hicks wasn't dead.

That was beautiful.
Horrible and beautiful.

It also contains the ulitimate expression of Howard's philosophy, "…civilization is unnatural. It is a whim of circumstance. And barbarism must always ultimately triumph."

Best ones to start with would be, Black Colossus, Red Nails or People of the Black Circle.

Not a fucking Arnie movie.I like the dude otherwise, but really, fuck that arrogent, miscast Teutonic prick in the ass.Instead, a movie based on the writings of Robert Erwin Howard, 1906-1936, late of Cross Plains, Texas.