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I just saw it. I liked it a lot, but I feel like the title and trailers do it a disservice by creating a false expectation of action and literal monsters. Like the review says, the movie is much more about the fear of something terrible, and how that paranoia makes people behave, rather than the terrible thing itself.

I came home from summer camp the summer of 2001, after my freshman year of high school. I was bored out of my mind, so I went to the local theater just for something to do.

Perhaps campy is too strong a word, but there's a lot of artifice in musical theater, even just from having people constantly bursting into song. Add in the goofy costumes and stage business required of a Spider-Man show, and it's hard to keep something like that from looking at least faintly ridiculous. The show

Not genius, but obviously the material resonates with a great many people, and a meaningful, entertaining story can be wrung from Spider-Man stories—some of which are, arguably, better than Titus Andronicus (which includes an instantaneous pregnancy and childbirth and two characters falling into a hole among its plot

Berger's book is a terrific read, a nuts and bolts look at creating a musical that's instructive for showing how things don't work. It makes pretty clear why a Spider-Man musical was particularly unsalvageable, even if he's still too close to the production to have seen the big picture:

Todd already (probably) did that last season!

The tech journalist storyline was eerily prescient. Just last week we learned that PayPal founder Peter Thiel is funding lawsuits to sue Gawker into oblivion, and now Gavin is suing the tech blogger to ferret out Big Head. Erlich's plan to buy her some journalistic integrity was priceless.

I'll watch anything with Oscar Isaac at this point, but the idea of a race drama directed by the man who gave us 'Crash' does not inspire confidence.

I disagree about the third act/ending. It's characteristic of Garland with its pivot to violence, but for me it worked. It wasn't nearly as film-breakingly left field as Sunshine's, and it didn't turn into a stylized freak out; it maintained the atmosphere of quiet, menacing strangeness cut with absurd humor (Isaac's

I was about to make a Kung Pow! Enter the Fist joke, then realized Bob Odenkirk is not Steve Oodekerk.

I hear The Grey was much better than the 'Liam Neeson vs. Wolves!' disaster that the trailer promised.