News coverage hasn’t done a good job of distinguishing between Burmese non-extremist Buddhists and Ma Ba Tha. There are monasteries in Burma taking in Rohingya to protect them. Unfortunately Ma Ba Tha is useful to the junta so they have the power.
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Collecting great covers is a hobby of mine, and NIN’s cover of Dead Souls is fucking flawless.
I mean, it’s only literally one of the best movies ever made, so you should probably watch it.
The fact that the un-grays are mostly not fans of the movie makes me question the integrity of the entire gray/un-gray system.
I shed no tears for Dov Charney, but this shitshow is going to be hell on apparel (and other blue-collar) workers in the US trying to make a living wage. AA was the flagship for the idea, and now that it’s sunk, corporations are going to point to it and say, “See? Can’t be done.”
That’s adorable. Now I have to find a mad scientist to engineer me a spider-kitten.
I’m glad I’m not the only one who liked Oculus. Sure, I’ve seen those ideas before, but it was still a solid movie. Well-executed scares and psychological horror. Every movie doesn’t have to redefine the genre.
I just today found this on Amazon, had no idea it was out. I’m having it overnighted to me.
The Blair Witch Project gets a lot of shit (undeservedly, in my opinion) for being a movie where nothing happens. But holy shit, does nothing happen in Paranormal Activity. That could be the movie’s tagline: “Paranormal Activity: Nothing Happens.”
I have a specific fear of wearing headphones when I’m alone because I’m convinced something bad will happen. Like I’ll get swatted and shot to death because I never heard them coming, or somebody will murder my roommate and I’ll never know until the next day and the police will wonder why I didn’t do anything and…
Sometimes I stay at my parents’ house when they’re away because unlike my apartment it has fancy amenities like not being infested with cockroaches. They have this enormous sliding-glass door from their TV room to the backyard. No curtains, no blinds, just wide open space. I cannot be in that room alone after dark,…
The internet is the big difference I think. I’m sure people who knew Alabama knew about The Machine, but I don’t think people in California did.
Obviously they have to monetize it or they can’t keep doing it, but that’s kind of a shame. The “whoa what the hell is this?” aspect and the fact that it’s just random people on the internet is really fun.
I didn’t even realize The Peanuts could be nightmare fuel. But here we are, and now I can never look at any of the characters again ever.
I wish this story had broken when Veronica Mars was still on the air. This is exactly the kind of thing that would go on at Hearst College.
The Republican party appreciates your de facto vote for their candidates.
The actors are allowed to put their hands on guests...they are then strapped to beds...
I literally can’t find a horror movie that scares me (I won’t watch torture porn, because it doesn’t invoke fear in me so much as disgust), the scariest horror games don’t scare me, but I won’t go to a haunt because I’ll be goddamned if I’ll let somebody touch me. I barely even let my closest friends touch me.