At some point, it stops being "idealistic" and becomes "lying."  Sorkin went past that point around 2006 and just keeps going.

My reading is that it plays into Manhattan's nearly last line, where he decides to create life.  He is, as Dr. Glass sez, God; and God's power is creation, not understanding.  The Mars chapter works for me not because Dr. Manhattan is convinced on a philosophical level; it's more like he's become curious.

In addition to the use of Mozart's Requiem, I want a ban until further notice of the "abusive father" motif.  (Yes, you too, Sorkin.)

Favorite role not mentioned:  his scene in The Shining miniseries as the Overlook's manager.  He was the only thing in that massive slab of bland that had any impact; he seemed to be channeling Nicholson from the film.

Original:  Late Philip Guston painting of one of his single eye blob heads.
Then (briefly): neon-ish image of a cat.
Then: closeup of one of my paintings (single square)
Now (and most likely forever):  Scott Pilgrim (presumably, he's just seen some guy's junk.)

Awww, he had to watch it among the proles and (yikes!) bloggers.

Something that the reviewers here don't seem to know how to do anymore is showing respect to things even if you don't like them.  Zack Handlen did this well in his coverage of the last two seasons of 24; he could write honestly about what the show succeeded at and when it failed.  Now, it's more like anything they…

The Race for the Double Helix (aka Life Story or Double Helix) is the finest movie ever made about science.  It's one of the only things you'll ever see or read that shows you how science actually gets done.  And there is a massive gap before you get to #2 on the list—that's probably the seven-hour BBC series Oppenheim…

Pretty much everything non-Aubrey Plaza in this was fail.

"You have reached the Department of Social Services and Child Protection.  If you are calling to have Honey Boo Boo removed from her family, press one. . .

That picture seems to have had an impact on him.

The appeal of Scotch, really of all whiskeys, is this:  with wine, you taste the fruit.  With whiskey, you taste the dirt.  Not the thing one person or a group cultivates, not the beautiful, sun-kissed sweet fruit, but the dirt, created by the blood and shit and bone of the race.  (And Laphroaig is one of the…

I don't have a problem with martini glasses, nor do I find them girly.  I just prefer stemless glassware, even wine glasses (I have both the small conical ones and some bigger almost bowl-like ones).  It feels better to me to have something that fills my hand.

My review of Mission Impossible:  Ghost Protocol: this movie has absolutely everything you want:  great music, foreign setting, an amazing tracking shot from what looks like a mile off, insane but entertaining gadgets, and a chase, all topped off with one of the most compelling and charismatic actors on the planet.…

Yup, that one.  (This is bizarre, conversing with you on two sites.  I enjoy the TI, but this is NOT what I want to open thread to be on The Other Website.)

Yes please do.  From this website, all I know is that Todd thought it sucked.

WOO HOO!

Got some Laphroaig, drank it out of my shot-glass-sized tumblers.  (Crate and Barrel sells them, they're cheap and just slightly asymmetrical.)  Nuff said.

@avclub-4b97b5ad9d466de90e5d901c0557b21a:disqus :  I've seen a few clips and that's something that struck me:  the actors were all people I'd seen before and they had the exact right look for the parts. (Kim Coates, fuck yeah.)  And I am always up to see the work of an artist on his own and out of control; even if it…

Big Night is the winner, but there's also the wonderful detail in Soderbergh's Ocean's movies that Brad Pitt is always eating, and it's never anything healthy.  Also the beat in Die Hard where Alan Rickman is explaining things to the hostages and helps himself to the buffet.  (He came up with that beat—Gruber has been…