Well, from the information I'm gathering on this, if you fire the act that's here on a work visa, you're legally required to notify the proper authorities, and failure to do so opens the company up to potential legal issues.

Well, the "similar or better" talent thing isn't the issue. This is strictly related to acts signed up for official SXSW gigs trying to run their own unofficial SXSW while they're in town, which the contract prohibits.

I've experienced the same thing in Dallas, albeit with a shorter gap in years, but I swear the exact same spot of the highway was still under construction.

Messaging wise, the language there could read as a heads up more than a threat.

I live in San Antonio. I-35 is indeed friend to no one.

Dallas ain't bad. I can only defend my home in San Antone so much, but mostly because it's sorta boring. And Houston is just too goddamned hot / muggy to defend.

That's really good to know. Looking forward to more.

Interestingly, Home Video Hell appears to be stuck in AV Club Feature Hell, where a would-be series of articles is occasionally dug up seemingly at random, but is mostly left to rot and be forgotten.

"By virtue of being a cat, really, he's not really male or female… young or old."

"People say things like, 'The rule is that you never show the devil.' I’ve heard that. An actress lectured me on that once. But if you have a good-looking devil, and it looks convincing—well, yes, you show it! You kidding? It’ll scare the shit out of the audience. If you have a stupid devil, then you don’t show it." -…

"The Birth of Body Horror."
So…. birth?

"Monopoly vs. Ennui" is a film student's thesis dying to be made.

I've been on-again / off-again with Sling as needed. Been off for a bit, but will likely resume for March Madness and NBA playoffs.

Get rid of that shit!

I've had this weird hankering to play Monopoly for a month now. I cannot explain it.

…of my dreams! Get into my car…

This looks so much more promising than that misguided Wufoundland mashup.

I'm still trying to get over the fact that the term "swole" has re-entered the lexicon. I remember saying "get swole" back in the late 90's. When I heard my friend's 21-year-old son say it about a month ago it blew roughly 4% of my mind.

One-woman Showdown

Still the best ever. Even the home-team French announcers were all, "Sacre bleu! Frommage! Eau de toilette!" and what have you.