Maybe when the entire cast has lip synced battled AND sung in a car with a friar? For now its my own masochistic specrtrum-y obession with all things pop culture that make me forced bed fellows with Star Wars.
Maybe when the entire cast has lip synced battled AND sung in a car with a friar? For now its my own masochistic specrtrum-y obession with all things pop culture that make me forced bed fellows with Star Wars.
This is a rarity, will this stream of profanity laced headlines form some larger constellation like the continual degragation of the Engrish language?
Josh Gad falls further into oblivion with no buddy to catch him.
Sadly if you are in highschool in the 21st century it's the ONLY version you'll be shown, hopefully that isn't the case for everyone but I am afraid it is.
Pretty good, but I am might have to smoke an entire poppy field twice over to get high enough to find this election partially amusing.
Divine as Edna Turnblad.
And in the Tennessee Williams adaptation realm you can't get a better Brick and Maggie than Liz Taylor and Paul Newman. Taylor's performance in Who's Afraid… is another untouchable one.
Such a perfect choice I think every character in that movie is perfectly casted too, have you seen Duvall's Mother Goose's Rock N Rhyme? She's the definitive Mother Goose too.
And whoever Bergman casted as death in the 7th Seal will forever be my Reaper.
Doubt anyone can capture L. Ron Hubbard's gravitas as well as Philip Seymour Hoffman.
I would say Hugh Darcy as Will Graham is another definitive portrayal and because of Mads and Darcy's chemistry alone that no other adaptation has strived for makes them the quientessential portrayal.
That is exactly what Louis CK did yesterday, furthering cementing him as my personal hero.
I'd say the percussion is pretty krauty too. It's Thom's mewling moaning vocals that I'm kind of growing weary of.
Bonobos probably draws dicks with hearts in them for everyone!
I can't get over the caramel flavored water detail. That's the real problem with celebrity children her parents are probably smoking up her bubbleberry scary kush for themselves.
Jon Daly sounds too much like PFT and his golfing AS project is a heinous waste of time.
I just want to know whose going to be the big nose who knows? Or maybe that can be a CGI character?
Since this unauthorized bio, can we throw in a scene where Robert Smith and Morrissey catch each other having a good time on a sunny day at the park and commit the rest of the film of the two of them commiting a Tom and Jerry romp/internicene conflict over whether they can catch the other being happy again?
I feel bad for the fellow too, but maybe he didn't love Mozzy hard enough?
Only if everyday on your job was like that and you could pen your own Adventureland Mallrat.