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    MBI
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    The Box is Richard Kelly's worst movie by a long, long margin.

    I'm probably the only other person on this board who even gets who this "Todd in the Shadows" person is, and that's only because I actually AM Todd in the Shadows.

    The difference between "Single Ladies" and "Crazy in Love" is that "Crazy in Love" has good music and "Single Ladies" is a repeated brick bashing into your brain.

    Quite frankly, I've evolved past my initial hatred of this band, but I still think Coldplay's first is Coldplay's worst, and if Chris Martin had been in the room the first time I heard "Yellow" I'd have punched him in the mouth. This song is unspeakably bad.

    The Queen is a borefest about nothing of importance, Ali is interesting but frustratingly formless, and Capote is a redundant copy of the '60s film adaptation of In Cold Blood.

    Good-natured bonhomie
    "even when he's expressing ideas I find problematic at best and morally abhorrent at worst, he does so in a likeable fashion: "How Do You Like Me Now?!" is a catchy, emotionally satisfying ditty that will remain in my iPod on a permanent basis."

    Disagree
    " Michael came off like an emotionally stunted asshole rather than a well-meaning but misguided goof. "

    One fascinating scene
    In one scene, a homeless Jack Black gets hassled by street punks. This scene usually causes problems, because either these street punks are minorities, in which case you're a racist, or they're white, in which case you're a PC pansy. Pick of Destiny solves this by making the punks the droogs from

    Jon Lord is progressive rock?
    That's the guy from Deep Purple, right? Deep Purple is progressive rock now? I guess I just failed to notice the strange key signatures, multi-suite structure and over-the-top florid lyrics of "Highway Star" before now.

    "And who knew that turn-of-the-century England concerns (as petty or detached as they may be to us today) were never actually human?"

    I will take a billion Jason Reitmans over one James Ivory. Say what you want about Reitman, at least he's an actual DIRECTOR, and makes movies about people with actual human concerns.

    I've lived near Richmond, Virginia (the setting of this movie) all my life, and I have never heard anything close to what Diaz was attempting.

    One of their better entries.

    MBI
    Oh, and did I forget to mention the monologue where Diaz tells Langella that she felt nothing but pure love for him after seeing how badly his scars were, and knew that she'd never feel bad about her foot again? This isn't just bad for its weird go-nowhere ideas, it's bad because THE DIALOGUE IS AWFUL, THE ACTING

    Worse than Southland Tales
    Fucking. God. Awful.

    Ever see Ebert's review of Zoolander?
    One of the most embarrassing things the old man has ever written.

    Ever see Ebert's review of Zoolander?
    One of the most embarrassing things the old man has ever written.

    I heard this at a friend's place. We were having a conversation, and all of a sudden I realized that in the background was playing the music of hell.

    I thought he was awful. He is just painfully out of place — I can buy him as a boxer, maybe, or a guy who runs a deli in Philadelphia, but not in some Eastern European werewolf movie. And I think this is not a very interesting or exciting monster movie. Sorry, this is on the low end of the Universal monster movies for

    "Okay, so we've established that Hot Chip are not a great dance-rock outfit. That's because they're not a dance-rock outfit. "