Ah, I liked those. I was thinking of that one with Vic Morrow and those kids… what was it called?

Here's a sad hint. Like Woody Harrelson, his father killed a bunch of people.

I knew about Adam Driver, but not Isaac. Funny, or perhaps that info stuck in my skull somewhere. I should mention, my dream Mario Brothers film would be A Joel & Ethan Coen Production.

My take on the mythos would be straight art house. Mid-late seventies Scorsese/Cassavettes/Ferrara homage with some whiffs of Spike Lee. NYC at its grunge Boheme apex.

I can imagine Up & Ratatouille specifically with swapped genders for all the major characters and to my mind's eye, they'd be basically the same and just as delightful. Not to exclude Bugs or Monsters, but in the more human imaginings, it's quite easy for me. So, yeah.

I will say this about animated characters, regardless of gender, or race, species & sentience. They're almost all the product of a great committee of craftsfolk, who live and breathe the most intimate details of their imagined existence. The thought and care regarded of every second tends to reflect back the creator's…

I wouldn't say played out. It is certainly useful and needed, but as a solitary metric, meh. The more interesting articles regarding the Bechdel would be, "This entertainment passes, but is horrifying for women and representation regardless. Discuss." Not, "This work is fairly complex, here's a handy chart to reduce…

Japan's minority population is, oh so slight. The number of the world's population who speak Japanese, for which the films are made in, and for speakers of. Okay. You point is bulletproof. Great critical thought. Continue onward.

Totoro, check. Princess Kaguya, check. Nausicaa, check. Spirited Away, check. Mononoke Hime, check check check.

With two female protags, no less.

It just dawned on me that The Jennifer Love-Hewitt Handjob Hour, while passing the Bechdel test with alarming frequency, may be all things to all people. Spoiler: The abyss gazes back.

That would be rational and reasonable. The Internet does not traffic in such terms.

Jesus said unto his people, "Worst. Birthday. Evar."

Lifetime has been on a roll with adapting these V.C. Andrews books. Grumpy Cat Christmas is probably the most traumatizing of her incest-cycle, and sure to be a camp classic.

Jingle's End: The Last Temptation of Christmas (a martin scorsese joint)

Tyler Perry Presents Madea in "All the Ways in Which to Jingle : Confessions of a Seasonal Disorder Specialist"

2 Jingle 2 Reboot: The Jingleberries.

In the universe where he didn't die, perhaps. In this universe, Andy Dick will show up as the Ghost of Cocaine Present.

I see that this was produced by the WWE. So, Vince McMahon, your financial tribulations may not be yet at an impasse. I fully expect cross-promotional antics and 9.99 level desperation this holiday selling season.

Who wanted this? I mean, which one of you fucks actually wanted this to be a thing?