What about the hot guy making out with Lacie in the Pelican Cove apartment? Sure, he was a hologram, but still.

The scratch-and-sniff card isn't from Pink Flamingos, it's from Polyester — still not a movie you want to watch with your parents or the easily offended, but miles away from the extreme filth-comedy of Flamingos.

American Beauty.
The Fountain (the one with the two main characters).
Memento.
Black Swan.

Upvote for "hippenwiddet", which I am immediately stealing.

Teddy Pendergrass singing in Harold Melvin and the Blue Notes' awesome "Don't Leave Me This Way" was made even better by being disco-ized into Thelma Houston's version a year or so later, and possibly even improved upon by the Communards' version a decade or so after that.

I'm also looking forward to the discussion of lost films: although it's not directly related, the first thing that came to mind is Guy Maddin's Seances project, which started as a list of titles of lost or never-made movies and eventually turned into "The Forbidden Room". If you watch a few of the Seances you get a…

I've never drunk-ordered anything from anywhere, but once I ordered a bunch of books from Amazon and they didn't arrive after a month, so I e-mailed them and they re-sent the order. I don't know if the first batch got stuck in the Amazon pipeline or the Canadian postal system, but both orders arrived at about the same…

An honest typo paired with a complete lack of copy-editing.

I have no experience with either drug but after Trump's first sniffathon, someone wrote that Ritalin is very similar in effect to cocaine and so it's quite possible that he has a prescription for Ritalin and is crushing and snorting the pills to provide a legal, coke-like buzz. (They also said that a little while…

That's Generalissimo Pussygrabber to you.

I am confident he used it much the way Michaels Richards used it: loudly, angrily, and repeatedly.

"I never drink water because fish fuck in it." — W.C. Fields (allegedly)

The notion of the flying car as a near-future consumer good was very prevalent in the late forties, as nearly half a million now-decommissioned pilots came home from WWII and the aviation industry suddenly needed to make a lot fewer planes. They and the automotive industry figured all those trained pilots would much…

"The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald" gets a lot of flak but it is a great song, and two lines in particular ("Does anyone know where the love of God goes/When the waves turn the minutes to hours?" and "In the rooms of her ice-water mansion") are just genius.

Is it heresy to say that Jennifer Warnes' version of that song is the most beautiful?

An Enya track that not only gives me goosebumps but makes me pull in a hard, sharp lungful of breath is "O Come O Come Emmanuel" at 1:07. Every time. It's terrifying and beautiful and numinous. I'm an atheist but that is a religious experience.

But Detox didn't do anything interesting. She revealed the top of her ass crack, which she's done before, and she pointed to her jaw as she did that wobble thing, which she's done at least twice before. She has a tiny, tiny bag of tricks and we've already seen all of them.

Don't forget that the producers know which name each queen has picked from the lipsticks. It's no problem at all for them to engineer a particular elimination, assuming both queens didn't pick the same name.

Phi Phi is clearly incapable of introspection. We're talking Donald Trump levels of self-regard and thin-skinned blame-placing.

It pretty definitely was a joke, but that doesn't make the whole spectacle any less ugly.