What- nobody is gonna say what a piece of steaming horseshit this show is? The musical cues alone make this show a torment from hell.
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jesus christ you retarded fuckknuckles- this is about the untimely death of an artist that we all loved and will miss- not your junior high lunch table bullshit- disrespectful cunts the lot of ya.
nice work Sean- you captured that quality he had and made something inexplicable somewhat understandable- thanks
Bad movie? You're soaking in it!!
Everybody knows that Vinnie D'Onofrio should be Ironsides- that's a no-brainer.
I always thought all of his books were about what a shitty, depressing, pain in the ass it is to be a poor white trash redneck in the south. Being a poor white trash redneck from the south, I can relate.
McBride went to the North Carolina School of the Arts, along with Jody Hill, Ben Best and David Gordon Green- I imagine that he learned more there than just making fart jokes.
AAAAAAaand I'm a dumbass. See, I fell asleep rewatching this ep. and yes- it turns out that the dog is Scully's. Why have we never seen the dog before? I mean, her sister got killed in her apartment, right?
Its a pipe wrench- not a pipe- which the Crimson Bolt uses to enforce his idea of justice. Which is much more egregious and funny.
The dog in Quagmire is Scully's mom's dog, not hers. Mom was out of town, Scully couldn't find a dogsitter, and we know how she feels about kennels.
The Natural is the greatest baseball movie ever. Bull Durham is like steel magnolias with flacid penises. And sarandon's feet are a nasty- like old cypress swamp stumps.
Yeah, well… yer mama drives a pickle truck. But seriously- I appreciate what Ebert did for film and film criticism- before the PBS show, I don't think the general public thought much about film being an artform and what film criticism meant to the art. I think art critics should be more challenging to the artist,…
By the way- that doesn't make any sense, because Kael was far from populist and her film criticism is considered some of the best in the history of cinema.
I lived in Dorothy Vallens' apartment building in downtown Wilmington, NC, where Blue Velvet was shot. So yeah- it is a little personal.
Yeah- some of his other faves are Minority Report, Almost Famous, and Crash (not the good one). My farts have better taste than that. And so what about Dark City- it sucked. Watched the Dir. Cut 'cause I thought maybe I missed something- I didn't. Still sucked. And yes- my farts do taste bad ever since I stopped…
Now that he's dead, everybody is ready to give him sainthood- fuck him on toast. He was boring and safe, which as everyone knows, is boring and safe. Like the Cosby Show. Except for film critics.
To mention Ebert in the same breath as Kael is heresy. His luke-warm populist reviews were a blight on film criticism. After his Blue Velvet review, I never took a word he said/wrote seriously.
miles beyond Gonzo and Moonie?- I mean I like baker and all, but uh, no.
Thank fucking god- Lynn Ramsey's movies are like watching paint dry- very sad, depressing paint. Who decided she was gonna shoot a western? O'Conner made a fine film in Warrior, and Edgerton is a good actor. Westerns need someone who can direct action setpieces, and hopefully like the best westerns, imbue that…
Oh- and hey Dennis Perkins- go review your cute little sitcoms and leave the heavy lifting to someone who can handle it. Your review stinks like a turd in a sweatsock.