If there truly is no more Slack, then perhaps X Day has finally arrived!
If there truly is no more Slack, then perhaps X Day has finally arrived!
That device resembles a 1920's Atwater-Kent radio, or, surprisingly, a 1980 Intersat brand satellite TV receiver.
“Bug” is almost criminally underappreciated.
I like the concept of the urban fairy tale. I’d love to see a double feature of “The Crow”and “Streets of Fire”.
I used to listen to Art Bell a lot. Once, around maybe the year 2000, I emailed him and asked if he had any plans to, or had ever been invited to, appear on some TV show, maybe South Park or something. Almost immediately, I got a reply: “Who’s asking?”
Two thoughts: 1. Yes, cats are all over the news this week, and that’s fine, but what about the Zombie Raccoons of Ohio? 2. If Madame Eyebrows doesn’t do a photo shoot with Puddles Pity Party, then there truly is no justice in the universe.
I also hear people feeling sad about the precarious condition of Sears and JC Penny, and some who still mourn the loss of Monkey Ward (and I will admit looking forward to the Christmas catalogs when I was a little kid), but most people don’t think about how many small-town local general stores the Big Catalogs put out…
I used to get video store trade magazines, and I remember when Blockbuster was the Great Satan to the mom-and-pop video stores. The letters to the editor would drip with bile about them. Now, people get nostalgic over them.
How about a movie about a recovering author who holes up in an empty hotel, and slowly goes crazy trying to write a story about director trying to make a move with a mechanical shark that refuses to work correctly and eats people, and something about vampires, creepy clowns, and Kathy Bates?
The King of Comedy is absolutely a masterpiece, and Lewis is a huge part of that, but The Nutty Professor is Lewis’ vehicle in it’s entirety, and it is so much deeper and darker than most of the fluff he made. It’s very subversive in it’s own weird way. It’s been years since I watched it, but it has always stuck with…
That is what David Lynch sees in his nightmares.
I believe that “big line” you’re referring to is called a taint.
Maybe it just needs the right approach, similar to a rock and roll biopic. It’s pretty metal story, if you think about it. There’s a few parallels to Sid Vicious (if you overlook that Keaton was actually talented to an insane degree, and substitute alcohol and cancer for stabbing your girlfriend and OD’ing).
I’m glad to hear that Skelton treated Keaton well. He is sort of a local guy (I’m from Ill and Red was born just across the border in Vincennes IN), and Skelton was also friends with IL senator Everett Dirksen and St Louis native Vincent Price. That is an axis of awesome right there. Skelton was even acquainted with…
If Cagney and Lacy aren’t played by Terry Jeffords’ twins, I will be sorely disappointed.
OK, I forgot about that lackluster Donald O’Connor movie. Let me rephrase: Why hasn’t there been a good Keaton biopic.
Why has there not been a Keaton biopic? His is a fascinating story. The guy was an out-and-out genius, and yet at one point he was reduced to a gag writer and consultant on Red Skelton’s remakes of various Keaton movies. He put in fine performances up until he was quite sick, in movies like “A funny thing happened on…
Ah, yes. I remember when The Avengers was shown on TV here in the USA one summer when I was a kid. Mrs Peel and her leather catsuit certainly captured the imagination of young Floyd.
Dim The Fluorescents, Full Speed Ahead!
Dim The Fluorescents, Full Speed Ahead!