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"That was… I put myself in Larry Cohen’s hands for that"

To be fair, I think that describes most of the 1960s.

Holy Christ, I never would have thought of it, but that is exactly right.

*Pumps chest, counts down, pumps chest, counts down, gazes off into the distance* "Heh-heh… 'Weenie.'" *Wanders off to look for a DVD player*

I've seen only a handful of Brady Bunch episodes in my lifetime, but I know I've seen the one where Don Drysdale teaches one of the boys how to throw a split-finger fastball at least three times.

As I've said before, I can't think of a better actor to play Bruce Wayne than Clooney. Batman, the jury's still out.

As I've said before, I can't think of a better actor to play Bruce Wayne than Clooney. Batman, the jury's still out.

"The Adventures of Milo and Otis"

As much as I love Lee Marvin, I suspect I'd spend all of my reading time feeling like I should just be watching Prime Cut again. Of course, I feel like that pretty much no matter what I'm doing.

There's also a late '90s Mickey Rourke/Danny Trejo Con Air knock-off by that name. I streamed that a while back. It was exactly what you'd think.

I'm pretty sure that kid's Quantum Leap t-shirt in the Weird Al clip got a Best Actress nomination for Tumbleweeds, but I might be confusing it with Janet McTeer.

"By this time, my son's lungs were aching for air…"

Yeah, I was lucky enough to take a college course taught by a professor who spent most of his free time in Senegal and was acquaintances with most of the country's top directors and novelists. He showed us almost all of the Sembene Ousmane catalog.

I watched Minnesota Clay, mainly because it's a Spaghetti Western with my state's name in it. It's pretty decent, but there's a reason nobody has friends over for a Cameron Mitchell movie night.

Sembene's the best. Track down The Little Girl Who Sold the Sun if you can. That's a damn fine short-ish film.

Gawker's obit headline identifies her as "Country Star and Former Roger Clemens Mistress," because Gawker knows a woman's lifetime of artistic accomplishment deserves equal billing with her sexing of a famous guy.

He puts out calls on Twitter and Facebook whenever he lands an interview.

"eats a deviled egg under duress"

We as a society need to devise a way to get Sean Penn back into character as Spicoli on a permanent basis.