Oh for lord's sake. Kyle Maclachlan. Are we asleep at the switch here?

Was his trailer in the storm drain? Did any PAs disappear?

Wait a minute, Lana Condor is the name of the actress, not the superhero?

Addenda:

Richard Thompson — "Calvary Cross"

Whatever happened to the Taco Bell Bell?

Hear hear. I've said over and over that CGI is death to horror. The moment I see any but the simplest and most fleeting CGI effect in a horror movie I get taken out of the movie like that, because I can then recognize that nothing's really there and that everybody can go home now. The more detailed, the worse it…

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That was the 70s. Now it's Red Bull.

Michael Haneke.

Apart of course for the racist bait-and-switch of swapping in Hussein for Bin Laden, on the assumption that most Americans really couldn't tell Arabs apart. (Correct, as it turned out.)

I admit I found it pretty hilarious, all these expectant faces while NPH just stands there and bounces.

His gagwriters should get prison.

I don't understand why these couples don't just have a sex box installed in their home.

But he'd been ill in other ways already, hadn't he?

Let's not forget Time Bandits. That combination of good and evil sorcery and Gilliam's wonky technology made a huge impact on me.

If I remember correctly, the Pythons knew Graham Chapman was dying when they made The Meaning of Life which gives the death sequences a little more sting. He's visibly ill in the movie, or at least very gaunt.

Johnny Thunders was rarely less than half dead, so it stands.

Pauline Kael said that "filmmaking had become more natural to him than breathing." I can't imagine a better farewell.

And yet whether being played by Max Von Sydow or Willem Dafoe or Gerald "Slink" Johnson, he's always good ol' Jesus.