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Everything?
Nothing?
Plot too complex?
Dialogue too stylized?
Set direction too perfect?
Blatant lifts of Chuck Jones cartoons too blatant?
Intimidated by the unbelievable majesty of Jon Polito's performance?

Exactly!
Which is what led me to the original, which became my second favorite riff ever.

My favorite movie.
I've watched it somewhere between scores and hundreds of times and it never gets old for me.

I'm not ashamed to say it, I'm talking about ethics.

The Rock N Roll Animal intro is like a whole other song, sounds like it's by Jeff Beck, but so fucking great (not that Jeff Beck isn't great) .
When I was a kid I went years where I didn't connect the two and every time that amazing intro turned into that amazing song it was like a goddamn Christmas present.
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He's like the Walter Sobchak of the comentariat.

Ok, so, I got The Blue Mask and it's pretty great.
Not Sweet Jane great, but pretty great.
Robert Quine is one of my favorite guitarists ever and he and Lou are great all over this stuff.
But, um, "Women"…
I'll give it another listen but my first pass was: wow, this sucks + we get it Lou, you hung out with Bowie and

Masterful humblebrag there, Marti.

You've met my mother?

Stop being right!!
Says my flaccid
I'll just stop now.

That's a Cobra Kai comment!

I don't find soup filling. Even if I enjoy it, I'm still waiting for the actual meal.

The Brian Curtis features really stood out to me.

Simmons has his faults, but he has a great eye for talent. Grantland was fantastic.

I once heard that fat, drunk and stupid was no way to go through life.
Fortunately, I was not fat when I made my drunken/stupid comment.
Your polite reply only adds to my shame.

Oh, for fuck sake, it's the goddam Monkees.
We're doing a deep dive and ignoring the hits? Really?
The hits are the entire fucking point!
If you make a 60 minute Monkees playlist and Last Train to Clarksville and I'm a Believer aren't on it you're doing it wrong.

It's not problematic, it's just hacky, unfunny crap.
You know, Billy Crystal.

This is the worst.
I'd rather watch a Fred Armisen parody of this, which would also be the worst, but at least it would know it was the worst and be the worst because it was trying to be.

And yet it's still somehow an improvement over all the spitting, slapping, gagging crap that was all over a couple years ago.

Wait, what?