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John Armstrong
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They say 'unsub' with the onbsessive relish of boys who've just discovered the word "fuck"

Dharma and Ghoul-Face. I'd watch that

Dharma and Ghoul-Face. I'd watch that

It's pretty awful - they have an exceeding low opinion of their viewers, it seems. I watched becuase Tim Curry - who has somehow turned into Curtis Armstrong - and there was a scene with Killer Tim watching a house, smoking, the lights go out, Tim throws the smoke down and grinds it under his boot, in lengthy closeup,

It's pretty awful - they have an exceeding low opinion of their viewers, it seems. I watched becuase Tim Curry - who has somehow turned into Curtis Armstrong - and there was a scene with Killer Tim watching a house, smoking, the lights go out, Tim throws the smoke down and grinds it under his boot, in lengthy closeup,

In that case, AHS is a comedy

Have you ever seen Criminal Minds? 'Greg' plays an FBI serial- killer hunter, with less range to the performance than DCaruso. He has one expression, that of sudden gastric distress. HIs range of emotion doesn't even get from A to B. Impressive

when it comes to Cheadle hotel-themed movies, you can't beat Hotel for Dogs. Unless it's Hotel Rwanda for Dogs

funny, but still not as funny as The Sweet hereafter

Bowie's mix was once described by a friend as "the sound of lots of cocaine" and i think that nails it; it's a bad mix by almost any standard, but it's the perfect bad mix fo the material and performances.
Also, the one-note piano on Raw Power itself is a thing of beauty

at that point, isn't it easier to just CGI her into the shot. Computer stuff being magic and everything. But seriously

Jehovah, leaping back: "WTF?"

We were watching The Knick the other night and I heard "So, you're in the potato orchestra?"

I read it while living in a near-deserted early 20th century apartment building in vancouver, The Manhattan, all brick and pressed tin, leaded and stained glass, an iron-cage elevator, gorgeous old pile, then home to a bunch of us artsy, punk musician disaffected types. The place was going co-op and we'd all been

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