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Several critics are suggesting that The Book of Henry is apocalyptically bad on Twitter (Emily Yoshida straight up placed it alongside The Room and Birdemic), but they can't say anymore than that. Every second this embargo goes on, more of my life essence drains out of me.

If all goes to shit, I will start an open space for us on The Solute.

I hope we're all adequately excited for the release of The Book of Henry this weekend. Can't wait for the surely smooth combination of a whimsical indie about a super-smart kid and a rape-revenge thriller.

1. Lynne Ramsay
2. Vanity Fair
3. Best Original Screenplay, for Lost in Translation
4. Big and A League of Their Own

I dunno, I think The Good Dinosaur might even have it beat for that.

The schedule sez he's the third guest, after Uzo Aduba and T.J. Miller, but I'm not watching right now.

Hey, so apparently Oliver Stone all but shit himself on air on Colbert tonight. So, stay tuned.

And Steven Soderbergh is apparently the greatest heist mastermind of all time.

She's a film critic of some renown. And I know about Anderson being a complete wackadoo (to the point that Lynch would rather work with a brain stem tree).

Yes. Michael J. Anderson started it (as well as saying that Lynch murdered Jack Nance), and Miriam Bale did so on Twitter recently.

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Hey, so apparently it's cool to insinuate that David Lynch molested his daughter because he did such a good job portraying incest in Twin Peaks.

You'd think things would have changed a little since Roger Ebert was so off-base about Blue Velvet 30 years ago, but I guess not.

For anyone who still hasn't started listening; this newest episode of Blank Check with Griffin and David contains two questions from yours truly, plus a small update on what David Sims thinks of The Following.

me hiding from this take

It's kind of criminal how overlooked he was in both Loving and Midnight Special last year.

We still don't know, I don't think, but we might as well start taking precautions.

Is it a U2 song, tho?

I saw It Comes at Night today, oh boy

One complaint: where the fuck was that Black Phillip cameo I was promised? They said they had two goats that just turned out to be some punk-ass goats who probably don't care about living deliciously.