Goddamn, please don’t write “New” along “Gravity Falls” and/or “Owl House” in the same title! (Unless there are actually new Gravity Falls or Owl House episodes in production)
Goddamn, please don’t write “New” along “Gravity Falls” and/or “Owl House” in the same title! (Unless there are actually new Gravity Falls or Owl House episodes in production)
I just watched it, it wasn’t bad at all, some pretty good lines actually.
It feels like almost a million years ago, watching Jon Stewart make one last desperate plea on the eve of the 2004 election for voters to please make his job harder. Comedy was great under Bush, but imagine how boring it could have been under Kerry.
I mean, he could keep his cunt mouth shut?
Fuck it , I forgot Giorgio Moroder! Guy starts out as a caberet singer , is one of the people who helped create disco , then moves on to movie soundtracks!
Howard Shore (Lighthouse, The Saturday Night Live Band) - The Lord of the Rings Trilogy
Vangelis (Aphrodite’s Child, solo musician) - Blade Runner
Cliff Martinez (Red Hot Chili Peppers, Captain Beefheart) - Drive or any number of Steven Soderbergh scores
Someone below pointed out that excluding Daft Punk for Tron Legacy is insane as well.
This is probably true of Mark Mothersbaugh as well, so it doesn’t really make sense.
That’s true of a lot of musicians who ostensibly “lead” bands eventually. They just want to go off and do their own thing without having to answer to anybody.
What the hell , Air get a mention , but not Daft Punk who took a mediocre film (that admittedly looks amazing) and gave it a transcendent soundtrack???
Stewart Copeland, if only for The Equalizer theme.
I may be stretching the definition of the word “great” here, but where the fuck is Toto’s rockin’ Dune score?
And Tangerine Dream did the scores for a few films as a group, including Sorcerer and Thief.
I’m not gonna stand for this Clint Mansell (Pop Will Eat Itself) and every Darren Aronofsky score erasure, dammit.
Mark Knopfler, for crying out loud! The Princess Bride! Local Hero!
Oh, Jeff, didn’t you hear? That’s happening the day after I marry Heather Graham.
Nah, they should have had her shit in a box.
The possible sequel was weighed, it was measured, and it was found wanting.
See, I was hoping this was about an actual gross chemistry test -- like a practical lab exam where she had to synthesize mercaptans or other unpleasant molecules.
I’ve watched a couple of the more recent episodes. Good lord, it deserves all the hate you can give it.