The Shield and The Wire are essential viewing. The jury's still out on this show being as great, but it's definitely compelling. Have fun when you get around to it.
The Shield and The Wire are essential viewing. The jury's still out on this show being as great, but it's definitely compelling. Have fun when you get around to it.
Technically that hasthe OPPOSITE effect since consuming alcohol only dehydrates you further. But go with what works for you.
I think the dog did it.
Suffer, No Control, Against the Grain, Generator, Recipe for Hate…almost untouchable as a whole. But I'd single out Against the Grain as a favorite. I like almost every album they've done to some degree. No Substance and New Maps of Hell were pretty bad, though.
I never get tired of saying how they lost me over that whole "clone" thing. The Spider-man I loved died then.
Ditto. I can't wait to read this book.
The only Archie book I ever bought was Archie meets the Punisher 17 odd years ago. I felt gypped that the Punisher didn't gun down Archie and those Riverdale punks then have a three way with Betty and Veronica.
If they renew this show for another year they gotta bring back Bachman.
I need some music. 80s.
As well as, "What girl?!"
The only good thing about AI was Ministry.
Stray observation continued…
The two fingered-masturbator distracting the cops at the hospital was cool. I like how he's the club bitch.
They had a perfectly good bus accident the other year and they just couldn't do the POLITE thing and die.
They all suck.
HEY! RJ!
Wrong year.
Maybe it was released at some film festival beforehand, but the general public didn't see AMERICAN PSYCHO until April of 2000.
If I remember correctly, this is indeed the flick where Bronson mows down scumbags with a minigun.
I blame my instability on too many viewings of TAXI DRIVER.
Well, actually, Christy, THAT'S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS. But I can assure you, it wasn't cheap.
I can't believe I rented American Psycho 2 either. I still HATE Mila Kunis for that shitty movie—and myself for wasting 3 bucks.
Bill Hicks will rise from his grave to smite all these marketing bastards. I just know it.