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This note indicates the new Ataribox is to be crowdfunded, a detail which was left out of today's press release.

"Hold my beer."

The line could be surprisingly literal, if the film pivots around recovering Rachel's buried body.

If there's one thing the AV Club has taught me, it's that the future of music is many kazoos at once. Maybe playing Vangelis.

Rosie Perez in Fearless: "My baby died."

"…not…"

Or its porn parody.

Eh, Kafka has both Gosling and Jones beat on this front.

Surrealism IS psychological. Its tenents are rooted in Freud. Andre Breton practically used The Interpretation of Dreams as the rule book for Surrealism's use of the unconscious mind as a wellspring, in particular Freud's comingling of sex and violence. Surrealism was largely about achieving a representation of the

Catherine Schell. My lord, she was attractive. Even more so in a Season 1 episode, "The Guardian of Piri". Holy hanna.

The terror that Martin Landau sold in the episode "Missing Link" (the one with Peter Cushing) really got to me when I was a kid and I every so often still have nightmares about weird aliens descending from the ceiling.

A sign of a great actor is how memorable he can be in a role despite some truly atrocious writing. Martin Landau as John Koenig in Space: 1999 is a prime example.

Yes. I will always have a soft spot for the otherwise indefensible Meteor.

Yet Bizarro says he was Sacrelicious;
And Bizarro is an honourable man.

Speaking as an occasional installer of artworks, I absolutely concur.

I'm not sure categorizing 1903's The Great Train Robbery - which probably did all it could do within the era's limits of film technology and audience acceptance of both running time and screen violence - as "shitty" is the way to go here.

Disraeliable Me

Mine make my Gumby Pokey.

…or perhaps someone did, homophonically speaking.

I assumed the disclaimer meant don't wear white. Which, if you're playing with knives, is probably good advice.