The City and the City was quite good, and as I understand it, easier to get into than some of his other pieces.

My favorite line from Death to Smoochy comes from the head of the Irish gang as they prepare to go mourn one of their own: "Let's go pray and get shitfaced."

OUCH-a!

Welp, time to dig my copy out of my parents' attic. They bought me the game as a kid so I would be slightly less overweight. It didn't work, and now I'm afraid to go up to that attic, lest the floor not support me.

You ingrate! Thousands of anonymous directors died to preserve your right to watch those DVDs!

I know there's a lot of bad, cash-in garbage on Netflix. But man, that Thor movie… I mean, Thor versus a bunch of werewolves, filmed for maybe a buck and a quarter… it just… looks… awesome. I must watch it!

This could not possibly be less important, but the "Filed under" tag has Ezra Miller instead of Ezra Edelman. The bright side is I looked him up and now I know who Ezra Miller is.

I hope you don't take offense to this, but now I'm picturing you as a wealthy person with sensitive hearing sitting in the front row of the theater saying "Ow, ow, ow."

Are accountants really dicks? They always seem so meek and nebbishy.

48 words: I live too far away to feasibly pick this up or have it shipped to me. However, I would like to win this so I can gift it to some less-deserving applicant, and for the rest of their lives they will know that they owe me one.

The old gray mare she hain't what she used to be

Oh you're right. I was thrown off by the color poster.

Oh you're right! I got thrown off because the poster was in color!

That group also did an in-color Whisperer in Darkness, meant to resemble the 30's era monster movies.

Whoah, what happened to Southern Tier? I admittedly haven't had one in a while but that was my go-to for evangelizing pumpkin beers.

Boy, that zinger at the end is really gonna burn the asses of the seven or eight committed Stein voters out there.

Sorry to hear it, Mr. Underscoreknife

Two things we learned about the wizard version of Sam Barsanti today. 1) He doesn't know the "engorgio" spell, which makes things bigger. 2) He's clearly a Death Eater, having nothing but contempt for "worthless muggles."

I'm not sure it's accurate to say that combining live-action and animation was "revolutionary" in the late 1970s. There were nearly as many of these films in the 40s and 50s as there were in the 60s and 70s.

I felt really betrayed by Million Dollar Baby. I went in expecting a decent, Rocky-ish boxing movie. I was so surprised and depressed by the tonal and plot shift mid-way that it became a race to see who would die first: Swank, of euthanasia, or me, of hating this movie. (I think you can die from that?)