God, maybe I'm getting old, but I graduated in 1992, and I just for the life of me don't understand why they set an 80s-style sex comedy in 1993? I don't remember it being any more or less sexy than any other time in the last 39 years…
God, maybe I'm getting old, but I graduated in 1992, and I just for the life of me don't understand why they set an 80s-style sex comedy in 1993? I don't remember it being any more or less sexy than any other time in the last 39 years…
Yeah, I don't know why but this is one of those bands I remember hearing and hearing about and trying to like, but just not getting it. There's something kind of generic about the songs, so even with the lo-fi thing (which I usually like a lot) they still sound bland.
Bah dah bah dah dah… I hate your food.
This has made me realize how long it's been since I got high and ate a bunch of candy. I recently got drunk and ate a bunch of Takis, but it's really not the same…
Got to be one of my favorite lines in that movie, solely based on the way that guy delivers it. Second: "Oh boys! Lookee what I got heah!"
I know you're not asking me, but as someone who has read both books, I found the experiences similar in that there were many, many things I didn't fully understand, but I felt similarly satisfied and almost changed at the end. Felt that way about Moby Dick, too, and sometimes after watching Woody Allen movies.
I usually check out any Undercover bands I haven't heard before, and Rubinos has turned out to be my favorite in a long while. Sometimes a band will do a good cover, and then I'll find their 'regular' music not as interesting (looking at you, Mac DeMarco).
No, sorry. At the time, I lived by the cable office, and I would always see these poor bastards - I mean, they really looked poor - lined up outside to pay their cable bills, and something about that seemed really sad and insidious. And then I would find myself just flipping through channels and never watching…
Yeah, I immediately pictured the rabbit… forgot about the sister, but that was pretty creepy.
I'm sure Ethel felt better when she got hired to voice Bart Simpson…
I hate cable, and haven't had it since 1999. I do, however, have Internet from the cable company. The last time they called up and asked what it would take for me to get cable TV, I said I'd do it if they'd offer a la carte. The guy actually lost interest and hung up on me, like I'd told him to eat shit. It really…
That's interesting… I'm glad it's not just me, and that there really is some ambiguity to the ending. Based on some other comments, I guess a lot of people really hated it.
Yeah, I thought it was a weird afterlife he went to as well… like he's taken his place among the 'immortals,' but it wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
I really like this when I ran across it on Netflix Streaming. But maybe someone can explain the end? I got the feeling there was a reference (or whole series of references) that I wasn't getting at all. I know it's shot in the style of Ultraman, but why? The whole end sequence feels tacked on, but I don't think it…
Could that image be more Photoshopped? What filter is that? The 'two-dimensional flattener' tool?
I liked Iggy in Snow Day. That part where he opens the window, and he's wearing that tank top, and his nipples are poking out in the winter air? It's like fap in a can, y'all.
Watt and his amazing thunderbroom!
As an Oklahoma Democrat (which I know totally sounds like a joke setup), it's very disappointing to see the results after any election. Living in one of the urban areas, you get the sense there are at least pockets of semi-progressive people, but when you realize that not only the state, but your own county, voted for…
I saw them during that same period in Norman, Oklahoma, with a hometown crowd. It was pretty great, but they had it at this club that was an old movie theater, so there were two stages in different rooms. In one of the other rooms, Codeine was playing at the exact same time. It was a tough choice.
This doesn't really count, but fun fact: The Replacements played a show at the Bowery, a former church on Classen and about 30th. Someone had set up a bootleg recording rig in the balcony that was discovered by their manager, who used it and kept the tape. The tape became The Shit Hits the Fans, The Replacements' live…