I really like that song where Lou Reed mumbles "Pumpkin Butt" over and over.  It will surely be my Halloween jam.

"What a film about mortality needs, ideally, is a protagonist incapable
of fully processing death, whose grief manifests in arresting,
unpredictable ways."

What'chu talkin' 'bout, Willis?

Yup, another timeless classic, just like his daddy wrote.

If it's two hours of whiny-voiced 17 year old hipster girls screaming "WHAT'S YOUR NAME?" at bearded guys being cuffed with zip ties, then count me…..IN

I love playing the "How Long Will Todd Defend This Horrible Show Just Because He Thinks Kat Dennings is Hot" game.