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Damn. Now THAT was a great trailer. When I saw Peele's name, I was not expecting a clip that would scare the hell out of me and have me holding my breath.

Would love to have seen some Brother Theodore.

And have a showing of Clash Of The Titans after every game. And a showing of Sanford And Son during rain delays.

Think about it, you little mathematician!

I loved, LOVED, Moon Shot. Unfortunately it's never been released on DVD. It is available from Amazon on VHS.

One of my favorite character actors. You'd see those crazy eyes of his come on the screen and you'd wonder, "OK, what is he up to in this show/movie"?

Growing up in the 70s, the only Otis song I would hear on the radio was "Dock Of The Bay." As a college freshman, I had a hall director who had a record collection full of sixties recordings. He let me borrow the Monterey Pop record that had Jimi Hendrix's performance on one side and Otis on the other. I listened to

I remember reading a cover story of one of the wrestling magazines of the 70s which showed Andre being bodyslammed by Harley Race. When the whole Andre-Hogan thing popped up in the WWF, I would grab that magazine as evidence to my Hulkamaniac friends that the WWF were LIARS for saying that Andre had never been slammed.

I'll put in a mention for the Lyres.

So says Archer.

Pam, on Krieger’s hologram wife: “How do you not kill her every day?!” Krieger, perfectly timed: “…I do.”

Really? Well, I must have missed that episode where Chrissy left her vagina in the sink.

According to Matt Thompson, Jessica Walter was responsible for Keith David being cast. Makes me love Ms Walter even more.

He got the promotion on the very last episode.

He got taken off the hook. For old times sake.

I go with Dietrich; he became my favorite character.

The Door Into Summer.

Born in '62: I remember watching The Monkees during the show's original NBC run. Later, the Saturday morning showings were a big part of my pre-teen years. I clearly remember a road trip my family took in '68 from Georgia to Connecticut. During most of that trip, my sister and I were singing For Pete's Sake, badly,

John Huston was the director. He definitely wasn't doing B movies at that stage of his career.

Perhaps no one should tell Rush that Moneypenny is now black and that M has been a woman since the Pierce Brosnan Bond films.