Also, every actor LOOKS JUST LIKE some other actor to whom he or she might charitably be said to bear a passing resemblance. The IMDb boards' obsession with celebrity twins is endlessly baffling to me.

I remember John Carroll Lynch's attempt at a Louisiana accent being almost hilarious enough to make the show worth watching on a regular basis.

I watched the premiere of that show with a friend in New Orleans. We agreed to
take a shot every time the show shoehorned in some gratuitous or inaccurate New
Orleansism . Within 20 minutes Anthony Anderson was rhapsodizing about how much he loved eating po-boys for breakfast and we were pretty hammered.

I like the running gag about the chief always trying to pay the motorcycle cops
with his wife's extra-spicy homemade pickles.

And K-Ville!

The Dissolve.

I couldn't get past how much Kenneth Branagh's Woody Allen impression reminded me of Jerry Springer.

Depends how much Spud is in it. The less of that creepy, dead-eyed abomination the better.

An undervalued Rockwell role - and really just an undervalued film overall - is David Gordon Green's Snow Angels. It doesn't have quite the impact of Green's earlier dramatic work, even though it's arguably the heaviest subject matter he handled, but Rockwell's born-again loser would be more than enough to carry the…

… with their math homework, I'm really hoping.

Man, imagine Gould or Segal replacing Duvall in Godfather III. I don't know if it would've been any better, but it would have been interesting.

Speaking as a Vikings fan, I think you may be overestimating the stakes of that Browns game.

I have one of his ragtime banjo albums. It's… a ragtime banjo album.

Segal is so good in that. Just a monster of charisma and sleaze, and refreshingly unrepentant. The film is a nice transition piece between the bloated epics of the '60s and the grimy character studies of the '70s. I really ought to read the book one of these days.

If not for the silly courtroom finale, I'd count that film as a real hidden gem. I still count it as an underrated movie. It's Sandler's second-best dramatic role, which is a bigger compliment than it sounds like.

He picked it up again a few more times, with Reign Over Me and Spanglish and Funny People. They just weren't as good of movies.

Considering your namesake, it seems about right.

Punch-Drunk Love is probably my favorite film of its decade. The Station Agent is not far down the list. Hence, I am excited about The Cobbler.

If the kidnappers in Fargo found it somehow expedient to drive from Minneapolis to Brainerd to Moose Lake, Jerry should have had his suspicions no matter how much Shep Proudfoot vouched for them.

There was an old dude at my church when I was a kid who had apparently been the director of Up With People at some point in the ‘80s. He was pretty much what you’d expect: Nice guy, oxygen tank, constantly hovering on the verge of death.