I know. I was one of them.

I love The Pistols, Ramones, NY Dolls, Clash but living on punk and metal all the time would be like eating only candy bars and soda.

That's a great description of what was great about them and why commercially they weren't bigger. Just all over the place and no one in the group was an ambitious songwriter. Graham Gouldman (later of 10cc) wrote "For Your Love" and "Heart Full of Soul" (I'm pretty sure).

That was Dee Dee.

He's got a lot of awful, boring music but the Layla album is a masterpiece. Also listen to his lead on Yardbirds "Good Morning Little Schoolgirl" awesome playing and tone especially for 1964 or 65.

Listen immediately to the songs "Over, Under, Sideways, Down" and "Happenings Ten Years Time Ago". Awesome psychedelia.

He doesn't dessert that!

I like that.

Seriously, how do you get rid of psychopaths? Get's in the way of helping them?

But that's life.

Coen movies I find take at least two viewings. I walk away most of the time feeling like they are episodic with unsatisfying endings but they hold up and grow with multiple viewings.

Yea, like "Dances with Wolves".

I have a hard time calling what happens in "Burn", evil. I think the main theme that runs through the Coen's movies is all human endeavor is for not as we lack sufficient control in the face of all the chaos that surrounds us.

Coen's at their most Kubricean,

There's no such thing as sociopaths only psychopaths.

Have a hard time veiwing the comedy of errors that is Burn before Reading as evil in any way.

All of man's troubles come down to his inability to sit quietly in a room alone.

Yea, I guess I see the "you" as a rhetorical device. I'm saying I think an objective viewer wouldn't care about these characters and it's hard for me to take seriously an argument to that. In three hours there's no attempt at character developement. It's a bit much to ask people to spend 3 hours with people this…

I'm here because I like discussing this stuff. I think it's pretty clear I was joking there and making the point, who else would I be speaking for other than myself? Believe me I'm not the sensitive type.

Well, the size aspect is the least important part of it. You're sitting there watching, waiting for this thing to get somewhere and this is the best you get. The guy admits he's a rapist or pretends he is. Then it's back to the same as before the story was told and it's like Django where you get a bunch of meh endings…