For Anyone Who's Gotten Too Misty About Hughes
The antidote now, as it was the: HEATHERS.

An amazing film…
…that's long been in my top 10 of all time.

They've Been Fattening Him For Years
To eat him. In a few more years he will be ripe and at his juiciest. You can't expect them to let him go now.

Hooray!
My two least favorite BSG characters on a show I don't watch. What could be better?

And I'm sure they especially love Sean Connery in his red diaper, and the scene where he has to get it up for a group of scientists.

I never even heard of it
Never will either. So how long does Bing have? Not that I use it.

And though I respect it, all that still can't make me care about Herriman when I actually read his strips, more something to be admired than liked.

Seth's design work is great. Because that's his real power, as an illustrator and designer. But his cartooning has always, well, I don't like it. It doesn't speak to me. It leaves me cold. There, I said it.

Seth and other alt cartoonists, by making liking Schulz such a cliche, are setting the strip up for a major backlash.

Didn't something really similar—though even more financial—happen to Carol Lay?

Typical alt prissiness
PEANUTS was the last great strip. Well, it's easy to say that if you're Seth, who designed (beautifully) all the covers for the complete edition. It's interesting to see that his tastes now extend to the 50s rather than the 30s. But it's this sort of hipster disdain for all but the old that has…

Uh…
So…this is 1982, then?

I don't advocate murder
But I would recommend taking this guy and Neil LaBute(for THE WICKER MAN, whose ultimate fate this will share), putting them in a big wicker cage, and lighting it while singing a merry song.

Doesn't matter who dies now, because in BLACKEST NIGHT they're all coming back to eat your brains.

The bad live long as the first step in their eternal punishment. All those years after retirement with nothing to think of but the guilt, feeling what's left of your soul slowly crush. And the nightmares.

Two more fevered egos gone
Bowels unclench, breathing relaxes…ohhh. Nice.

Oh, it was like the "Hey Jude" of her oeuvre. The legal threat being the "Let It Be." Perfectly consistent with all the crap she spewed in the election, but honed to a shriek of panicky, twitchy transcendence of meaning.

The flag comes near her
…and wilts.

Gatorgum
Tahnks a lot, you motherfuckers. My fucking mouth is now watering at just this damn gum's mention. Worse, I just stopped smoking and it would have made a REALLY GOOD SUBSTITUTE.

No BETTER movie could be made.