Moldy grapes are better than rotten apples! Fight me!

Lolololol. NO INDIE GAMES EXISTED BEFORE HIM, HE CREATED THEM. Fuck off. You can mourn someone without mythologizing them.

It wasn’t my first, but at 16 I purchased my first Lords of Acid CD, Our Little Secret, because the cover featured a pretty blonde. That turned out really well.

It’s a specific criticism of lazy joke-writing, and it doesn’t apply to a bunch of popular works.

So... same grade as the first? Cool. Even barely avoiding the dreaded C+ is a good sign for any superhero movie on this site.

I think this film and Resurrection are both better than their reputations suggest, but Resurrection is the one I’m really hoping has a critical re-appraisal. I honestly like it a little better than Aliens, but hey maybe I just have poor taste.

So, I’m pushing this theory out with the hopes someone could explain why I’m wrong: William has given up/become destructive towards the immortality dream because the clones of his wife committed suicide as well.

For more analysis, we now go live to a bunch of lawyers with too much free time on their hands: the entire Deadspin commentariat.

Fuck you bootlicker.

Somehow giving a Steve Hyden book a B- feels kind of ironic given how downhill music coverage on this site has gone since he left.

“There was a similar sort of buzz around previous “anthology film” Rogue One, with director Gareth Edwards claiming it’d be a “war movie” that explored shades of gray within the typically binary galaxy. There were flecks of that in the finished movie, but most of it was apparently left on the cutting-room floor...”

Did…

a remembrance of the man cannot be complete without mentioning his guest role on the episode “Hobo 13" of Invader Zim, in which he played a wonderfully bizarre version of the role he was known for/typecast as, with the script calling for an exasperated Ermey to utter things like “From now on, the loser will be sent…

Celtic Pride is just awful in just about every conceivable way, a complete waste of its cast (although I guess Aykroyd at that point probably had nothing better to do than write Nothing But Trouble II), which makes it no surprise that it was co-written by Judd Apatow.

No, just employed Sampson.

MHTRTC is a “sixty-ten” to Geogaddi’s 70.

Roygbiv is a certified stunner of a track, one of those personally perfect songs I can just put on repeat. It’s gorgeous. It’s happy, yet haunting. Its harmonic progression is satisfying as fuck. I hope that piano and synth bass line are waiting for me when I die. I could listen to it forever.

Thank god AV Club exists so that I can assure myself that some other weirdo immediately thought of Beck at that moment.

As for Illuminatus! I think Robert Shea must have served to temper Robert Anton Wilson’s wilder flights of fancy and plot gymnastics. I love the trilogy to this day (and will argue that it holds up remarkably), but Wilson’s solo Illuminati-related stuff is hard to read. His essays are... interesting, in many cases..

You might not know if you haven’t read a lot of Straub, but he’s a master of atmosphere and not great at action, where King’s the other way around.

Ahh, fair enough. De gustibus non est disputandum!