Dude, the Quarians are Battlestar Galactica.

Hardy har har, FP.

This movie touched my heart-soul.

Terry, the correct term is 'homance'.

Kiriyama. Tequila. Scarface. Triple-reference-gasm.

God damn right.

Meet the Segels?

What are you still doing here? I thought I told you to go fuck your mother.

Warren, that was really funny. Golf clap, buddy. I mean it. I'll take that over that Tartokovsky asshole any day of the week.

I wish I could punch a nun in the chest. They explode if I get within ten feet of them.

The Zesticles. Y'all can have that one. No charge.

That's Kattan, obviously. You know he's some kinda something.

Salad Days

I liked Ninja Assassin a lot. It felt like an homage to the Golan/Globus '80s ninja movies. I hadn't even considered the possibility of a sequel, but if there is they should get Franco Nero or Sho Kosugi for a cameo.

I'm not even sure why Channing Tatum rocketed to the top of my choke list, but he's currently number one with a bullet. His success infuriates me on a primal, sub-cortex level. My amygdala hates him.

Terence Howard was amazing in Fighting. Every time he's on screen it's like, "Oh shit, there's some kind of movie happening here." The rest of it? Abysmal.

Anybody remember Almost Live?

Pop-culturally, the worst thing that happened to me this decade was Charlies Angels: Full Throttle. I still can't get the taste of that fucking movie out of my mouth.

Standing in lines at Otacon was the most fun I've had all year, hands down.

Movie/Music - Seeing Wild Zero. It cut through all the distancing, intellectualizing affectation one inevitably accrues in art school and made me realize it was ok to be simple, earnest, and ridiculous. Better, even. Also, it made me a diehard punk rock fan overnight, especially of the Japanese variety.