Its already out on BitTorrent, ummmm…or so I hear tell.

Indeed, boy-o. I have a veritable volcano of valedictory verbiage, but its on the QT and very HUSH-HUSH.

Finally got around to reading everything by James Ellroy from "The Black Dahlia" clear through to "Blood's a Rover" and am happy to report that "shitbird", "geek",  and "wah-tusi" are now part of my everyday parlance.

You're assuming the reviewer knows it's terrible. Dude might be bumping this in the Prius as we speak.  The way this site lavishes attention on horrible, yet very popular, rappers with a penchant for rapping about crack and generally being ignorant makes me think it's not a case of liberal white guilt, but just plain…

Hello, I'm Troy McClure. You may remember me from such films as "Mary Rice Hopkins: Puppets with an Agenda" and "Leviticus Lads: Putting the fun in Fundamentalist!"

A 24 hour channel was inevitable as soon as the mouth-breathing variety of Christians realized Sunday School once a week wasn't properly indoctrinating their pre-schoolers.  And like all Rapture Right entertainments, the threadbare production values and undiscerning target audience allow the purveyors of this pablum…

They were gonna call the album "Aging Gracefully" but then they took that picture.

*spoilers*

The AVClub is like a public school in the hood.  No matter how shitty a rapper's verbal skills are, they'll automatically get a passing grade for just showing up.

Hate the game, not the Palin.

Oh. I see what you did there.

What do you expect from a person whose entire life revolves around schmaltzy sanctimony?  Film editors, like Mr. Tobias, live meaningless existences filled with movie hating and not making a difference. #sadforfilmeditors

This guy used to be a Mexi-can. But now he feels bad about it, so he's a Mexi-can't. The end.

I've still got my Brokeback Mountain lambskin condom, only slightly used.

That was my thought when I heard of this remake, the Swedish film was entirely sufficient to tell the story.  However, I've changed my tune after seeing it.  The imagery and cinematography in this was breathtaking, the score (easily the best of the year) and sound design phenomenally fit the material, acting was above…

The only one of those show I knew even existed was Whitney, mainly due to the ubiquitous banner ads around these parts a few weeks back.  May I now commence feeling superior and acting haughty since I've seen not one second of those shows? I'm a haughty and you're a nottie America!

Everytime I'm in NYC, first thing i do is grab a Schweddy wiener and wash it down with papaya juice.

Thanks to Netflix, I rekindled my love affair with 70s genre flicks and their mind-boggling good scores and soundtracks like Armando Trovajoli's scorching jazz fusion for "The Italian Connection"  and Guido & Maurizio De Angelis' moody synth rock for "Street Law".

Hello, I'm Troy McClure. You may remember me from such films as "Man vs Nature: The Road to Victory"

"Humans make wars. Animals get drawn into them."