In related news, Vincent Gallo's next movie is already getting raves from the critics.

I like the way you put it…discussion of the arts that's both accessible and intelligent. You can never have too much of that. Now there's a little less.

Sometimes he was a terrific critic, sometimes merely middling. But it was touches like that that made him someone to read with pleasure.

Also, my sister and I enjoyed mimicking the running-in-place-at-an-odd-angle David Byrne from the lower corner of the voodeo.

You mean…coitus?

Varitek hit a grand slam during my one and only visit to Fenway Park, back in 05. I don't care about the Sox one way or another, but just for that, he'll always be alright with me.

Always Be Choking.

Also, that one song with the meowing cats at the end always drove my cats crazy.

In Soviet Russia, Local H guy kicked shit out of robber!

How can it be bad? According to the commercials, it has a mind-blowing innovative shot where the camera's on the floor, face to face with a character who is then pulled quickly away by something unseen.

Is that a quote from the cover of the dvd case?

I've always wondered about this "specialist" business. Why is it always nobodies who "specialize" in this? I suspect what it really means is: "I'm the starting catcher, and I hereby invoke my privilege not to spend every fifth day of my life chasing knuckleballs for nine goddamn innings."

As a Dodger fan, I can't fucking wait to see footage, for the 10,000th time, of Hough throwing a "knuckleball" (ie, a floaty batting practice lob) for Reggie Jackson to hit his third home run of Game 6 of '77.

Let's not lose sight of the real tragedy: All The Kids Are Right is their best song, but Bound For The Floor is the one that always gets mentioned.

CUT! Ok Paul, one more time.

Thanks for your input, Mr. Attanasio.

That's what he said while standing alone in the middle of a windy desert.

yeah, and that brings up one thing the article doesn't touch on…there's sort of a character-study aspect to the film, via Bardem's role, that also works on that level. (Despite the broadness of the irritating-wife character.) About aging, longing, disappointment (in life, and in the object of your longing). The end,…

But is it the dog's anus, or just a free-floating anus in the crowd? You'll have to watch to find out!

Even thinking about it for about three seconds would make it obvious it was planned. I mean, even if the "hey malkovich" part had been dubbed in later, what are the odds of that happening spontaneously.