From that to a bunch of music videos.
Weird trajectory for a director.

Zack Snyder is most impressed with sculpted rubber muscles.

As long as you keep it to yourself, it's alright.

I'm with you. Characterized by ponderous, borderline stupid dialogue and "whatever" plotting.
Plus, all that overloud, over-manipulative Hans Zimmer noise.

You hang out with brilliant students. I keep having to explain Kurosawa to every twenty-something I meet.

The current generation hasn't discovered either Kurosawa or Ford yet.

Exactly.

They also made HAIL, CAESAR!

Not until Herzog dies.

OK. Then the Coens are disqualified for HAIL, CAESAR!

Zip it.

MEMENTO. The rest aren't any good. Debate's over.

Who needs healthcare, when you got ABS?

They're serving…Spam.

Dems Scream Death
Half-Wit Ass-Whipping
Pants-On-Head
I miss the days when metal bands named themselves Rainbow.

Minimum basic…Maximum basic suck!

Not if I have anything to do with it. If I have anything to do with it there will be no "American Idol" revival.

I do.

So, I miscounted. I meant to say: You'll have to go back even further than 240 years to find a time when the average American saw through bullshit.

The Waxahatchee record, plus I'm in the middle of curating all my old music, so I'm smack-dab in the middle of a Roxy Music binge.