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I've never quite bought into the conceit of "uploading your mind"— be it to a clone or robot or computer — as a means to immortality. I can understand family or friends wanting a immortal copy of a loved one around; Or perhaps a company wanting duplicates of key executives or employees; Or a tyrant doing it to

It's certainly what I've always found.

I guess when it's God that's not a "unibrow", it's an "omnibrow".

Well reasoned and entertaining, and better than 99% of the literary/media deconstruction I see. I guess that's how you got to be Space Pope.

Oh, go ahead and share. Who knows how long it will be before we get a "Phineas & Ferb (Classic)" feature on here?

This week’s couch gag—Homer bopping Bart on the head because he’s not
tuned-in right—is one that will be increasingly befuddling to future
generations.

In a world with rocket jetpacks, the Spruce Goose project is just gee-whiz cool. In the real world, it had more than a whiff of crazy about it.

A major manifestation of that being the "Manic Pixie Dream Girl" which, of course, also gets accused of being a sexist trope.

…okay, the 7-11 or the Produce Junction…

Never get off the boat!

My long-term pauses often have technical problems behind them. I greatly enjoyed Skyrim, but at one point in my wanderings I decided to take out a fort full of Stormcloaks ("I hate these guys"). No problem, except I hadn't joined up with the Imperial Legion yet. Once I did, I found that having knocked out one of the

"Living doll" porn is an established, if small, genre. I'd actually be surprised to see a specific parody of something this marginal, though.

Notary publics aren’t exactly thought of as comedic fodder

The whole '70s All-Star Disaster genre has a lot of nostalgic fans, and The Cassandra Crossing offers what they all do, plus the particular charms of jocular/heroic O.J. Simpson and Burt Lancaster as the evil commander of the World Health Organization.

I can accept that the face is hideous and looks nothing like Lucy — That's just a matter of talent and skill. The real mystery to me is why the statue's clothing, right down to her necklace, is a pretty close match to how she looked in the Vitameatavegamin sketch, while its hair is utterly different — looking more

Tennessee Williams comes to mind, and Suddenly Last Summer really verges on the Lovecraftian.

Perhaps — Although the body of the article clarifies the reference as being to 2001 and various unspecified Carpenter films. If we're just comparing random works of the two directors, how about "Which is better: Barry Lyndon or They Live?"

I saw it on YouTube, so that's a decent fallback if you're not a purist. Surely it's no worse visual quality than an old VHS tape.

I think his point wasn't that special effects didn't exist, just that there hadn't been any significant advances in them since the silent era. If one defines "significant" as "completely paradigm-shifting" then I'd say he's correct, but only because the earliest filmmakers were so inventive in experimenting with

He co-wrote and directed the '70s thriller/disaster movie The Cassandra Crossing (which, oddly, I think he loosely based on the Christopher Lee/Peter Cushing monster movie Horror Express). While it had an "all star" cast, I don't think he was just a "hired gun" on that.