Is it me you're looking for?

And the trailer, and the rest of the marketing campaign…I guess I'm saying, this is my chance to express my skepticism that the shower scene in Psycho had the shattering, I-can't-believe-what-just-happened impact that people give it credit for. Which doesn't mean it's not a terrific scene or a great movie. But.

—Alexander Hamilton

When he gets re-elected, you'll come to understand: nothing's too shady for the Sunshine State.

I always like to imagine that Ethan Edwards, having saved little Natalie Wood, pulls short of going inside, then heads back out into the wide world.

Just tell us when the sheriff is near.

Why/how would the leaders of the US be executed by the reigning power in Europe?

Where the hell was he wearing his helmet?

Good point. And yet, it's also true that rock (indie, mainstream, whatever) just isn't central to the culture the way it once was. So as obscure as many of those '84 ones were, there was a sense of some possibility either impending or at least struggling to break out into prominence. Whereas the 2014 ones go out into…

;-)

What my wife said on our wedding night.

The 1980s: the decade without funny clothes or feel-good pop music.

Did it have Brenda Blethyn as Cordelia, and Michael Hordern as Lear? That's the early 80s BBC version. My favorite version, 80s videotape look and all. Penelope Wilton was either Goneril or Regan. Might not be the one, since I think that's relatively easy to find. And I don't remember the fool being extremely tall or…

Shorter Cole Porter.

Please don't shoot them into outer space.

The way you're quoting my wife's wedding vows is creeping me out.

Probably true…though I'm enjoying the idea of New York multimillionaire Tina Fey unable to get any writing done because of the kids screaming in the next room.

Only seen the first one, but I agree on that one…not a cinematic classic, but not tripe.

Oh?

That's funny, that set off my hack alert too. I can't think offhand of anywhere else that line, or some variation, is used…and yet it seems like such a cliche. Maybe it's just, it seems like the kind of barely-middlebrow sentiment that movies like this use to suggest some vague semblance of edginess (calling her own…