I thought the prose was supposed to be over-written. The character who is providing narration is a pompous windbag.

I'm just glad to have learned something new today.

I've mulled it over. You're right.

I love early Cerebus, but it's hard to deny it goes off the rails. In fact, reading it go off the rails is almost interesting if it weren't so sad. But that run of the two Church and States, High Society, and Jaka's Story is unimpeachably great. I solve the issue of the "problematic" later works by simply not reading…

To be fair, Jean had literally just died, so it was pretty tacky.

Yeah, the Liefeld/Lee era cause me to totally check out for a decade or so, so maybe there's some awful stuff in that period which I won't argue with, only point out everything was terrible. Though I will note he shows up in Ms. Marvel and is generally awesome to her while also being exasperated.

Thanks for the pointer to the article. I see what the author is going for, but… I just don't see it. Maybe later iterations of the character in the late 90s when pretty much everything went to shit, but it glosses over some pretty huge points about Wolverine (and let me say that my knowledge of X-Men pretty much stop…

Preschool parents are the worst. And it's hard to find the other parents who are like you because of the fear of revealing your true self to the Mommy Police and the endless shaming that will ensue. It's not that I care if they hate me, its that I don't want the hassle. I hosted my daughter's birthday party at our…

The odd thing about this particular band fight is that BOTH became reasonably popular. It's not like Jack white is toiling in obscurity while Auerbach cashes these huge checks. I'd say their levels of fame are about the same, so its hard to portray one group as the scrappy underdog.

I eagerly await the internet outrage over an unnecessary sequel to a beloved property.

It is the fountainhead of the worst subgenre in all of fiction: rich northeastern schoolboys whining about how their dads didn't hug them enough. Just STFU. There's nothing more off-puting than perhaps the most privileged people on the planet complaining about how difficult their life is. There is no amount of energy…

Paths of Glory is the least Kubrick-y of his movies and is my favorite. I used to be a huge Kubrick fan, but I've fallen out of love with his movies for pretty much the reasons you listed (though I disagree they are incoherent… if anything, they read like term papers). He's a beautiful stylist, but he has no soul.

Thank you for this. God, I hate Sigur Ros.

Dazed and Confused is what happens when you take everything interesting about Slacker and remove it. Then set it in the early 70s just to cash in on nostalgia. I love Linklater, but hate that this is most people's entry point (and stopping point) to his movies.

I loved their reunion tour. It was joyous. And I'm sorry if that caused some arms-folded hipster pain, to know that people were enthusiastically enjoying music that was only meant to be appreciated from behind thick museum glass.

Yeah, I grew up in Maryland and now live in Texas. I miss autumn. We go straight from summer to winter-ish. One day, all the leaves decide to die, and we never get that beautiful color.

In Texas, summer lasts until November.

That's how I learned about Hadrada in the first place. It's amazing that King Harold had to fend off two invasions on opposite sides of the country in less than a month. The logistics of that would be difficult with modern communication and transport, but in 1066? Staggering bad luck for the English king.

Here. Have a link to Harald Hadrada. It'll make you feel better about Vikings. Or at least one in particular.

Except for the ones who crossed the Land Bridge. The first Americans were Russians (well, from the place that would eventually be Russia). It's a commie plot!