As someone who has taken exclusively cold showers for a period out of sheer caprice, I can confirm this.

Happy Birthday, Standard! And may your birthday bring you much good fortune in Risk.

The Walrus was Paul, impostor

They are the sons of darkness, indeed.

Indeed. The stars have ordained each word of mine long before it was spoken, and who am I to question fate?

There is a part of me that wished we had more movies like that. Moody period pieces that nonetheless used a totally anachronistic score. Oh well. If you want something done, you've got to do it yourself.

Ultralight Beam works well as a counterpoint to the Witch.

Not all of it worked for me, as the music was more obtrusive than I tend to appreciate in horror films, but overall I found it a very powerful work, filled with memorable images, and especially stirring and rich performances. The approach to the religious fervor of the period was especially strong, I thought, and I'm…

The pacing is by far my favorite aspect of that film. Ugh.

It's entirely possible to attain eternal life, you simpleton.

The night before Rivette died, I asked my friend "Doesn't he have Alzheimers?"

All death is inherently unfair and unjust, my friend.

It seems to have had a certain measure of influence on Disneyland's Haunted Mansion as well, which inclines me to be even fonder of it. Plus, the lesbian subtext is really interesting in the context of the period.

The Haunting is a fantastically scary film. Really impressive what it produces out of relatively limited resources.

The Exorcist is a very, very dull, almost pious film, only enlivened by a few moments of ridiculous vulgarity and ugliness.

Seeing this in about 45 minutes! Can't wait. Although I kind of hate the Exorcist…

My dogs lick me a fair bit, but I don't mind. Usually they just lick my arms or hands or something.

I've gotten much better at anticipating when she's about to do it, and I usually am able to preemptively block her.

One of my two dogs often manages to step directly onto my balls when getting on and off my lap. Luckily she's a relatively small dog. And it's funny that it's always the same one, too. Feels almost deliberate.

In fairness, Friedkin came close to actually killing people for stupid reasons during the making of the French Connection.