The perfect trailer is one that reveals the entire plot, including the best shots and funniest moments, for a movie that I am mildly interested in but have no intention of seeing.

Thanks to the good American Amazon (not the creepy one in the movie), I don't even need to leave my house anymore. But I never, ever go down into the basement. Or up to the attic. Or into the garage.

… for joy.

There are about ten minutes combined from these three movies that I really enjoyed.

The difference is that Terrence Howard is a terrible actor.

On a somewhat related point, hell will freeze over before anyone on the staff acknowledges that NCIS is actually a pretty good TV show, for a lot of the same reasons that Magnum PI was a pretty good TV show.

Sorry, everyone— I think he looks fine. You could call him Red Data, and that would make a pretty good crossover.

Wow— thanks. That isn't it, but after you went through the effort to help, I felt extra-guilty and looked it up. It's this one:

I know that people will know this, and I could just look it up, but one of the Batman stories that I enjoyed the most as an adolescent had a cover featuring Batman walking, in costume, toward the electric chair. The cover pulled me into the story, knowing in my heart that it all had to be a big cheat. But the story…

Eat it, or have stale cake that you end up throwing away.

I am really, really happy to hear that Springsteen has written a couple of good songs. Who knew?

He sticks it to the man and avoids jail. I like a story with a happy ending.

Second Darryl was brilliant. He just had terrible support from Darryls 1 and 3.

To be fair, some of what is lumped together here as pseudoscience consists of plausible ideas that just didn't pan out. Being a scientist doesn't necessarily mean you know the right answer to the question you are studying. As long as your claims are subject to rigorous testing and are falsifiable, it is legitimate…

Even a positive review makes it sound like a D-.

They're takin' our Jebs!

It exists, and that's reason enough.

I'm going with the asteroid hypothesis until further notice. Given recent history, I think it's more likely than the other possibility mentioned in the article, so I am planning to spend the next twelve months soused and debauched. Fortunately, I already have a good head start.

I thought that Ernest Borgnine was the LeBron James of the North. I was misinformed.

My wife hated American Beauty even more than I did. Maybe that's why we're still married?