“I've crunched the numbers myself, of course."

I was impressed by how Feig’s direction managed to condense a spacious open floor home into a claustrophobic place between the kitchen island and the refrigerator.

I’m convinced it has to do with something in the water on the set of “Boogie Nights,” because Heather Graham, Don Cheadle, Nina Hartley and John C. Reilly also have stayed looking pretty much the same since that movie.

Is “A Civil Action” the one where Travolta slips and slides down the side of a riverbank to where he’s yelling at everyone about contaminated water?

I had the same thought when I saw this video a while back — good luck doing this without someone tripping up and cracking their head open, especially when cops are trained to shoot rubber projectiles off the ground so they bounce randomly into crowds for maximum effect.

“Trust me, you could do a lot worse than the Aryan Brotherhood.”

The coozy is singed.

My favorite part of the Twitter conversation was when someone defined the act of not picking up the boat survivors as “biracy.”

Don’t forget “Buzz Saw Jones and the Giant Refrigerator,” although the drawn-out payoff to that was probably my favorite part of the film.

And it suddenly jumped from a day or two until the nuke hit to, what, 90 minutes? That was really clumsy.

This photograph is also just not very good, and certainly undeserving of the breathless praise so many people are projecting onto it.

At least writing about it is a healthy outlet.

“The Torquening."

I have Miloš Forman’s ID badge from some European film festival.

I enjoy how he completely hijacked that episode and turned it basically into “An Evening with Kevin Smith.”

I don’t see how you can argue against “Escape from Butcher Bay.”

I’d really like to see those data, too.

Badum-tss! 

There’s an alternate timeline where this still is from a very different and much better movie involving motorcycles.