Kermit will drown his sorrows in Lipton.

Poor Matt can’t catch a break.

Yes, it is an—awfully funny time to see you, too—you.

Timmy’s such a hack

Edit: just read the review, sounds like a pretty cool twist actually

Seeing him working the desert made me think more DEA than EPA

I had a nightmare that I moved to an inferior apartment in a new neighborhood and there was no chance of getting an apartment like my old one back. That actually happened to me twice before in different cities (in one case I didn’t realize how bad it was until years afterwards, and in the other I actually was able to…

In The Blob he is physically recognizable as McQueen, but has absolutely zero personality. It might be the scariest thing about the movie.

It’s legitimately superior IMO and I’m surprised how it seems to have dropped out of everyone’s memory. The original is, to a large extent, just a better-than-usual, semi-swan song-ish John Wayne vehicle and in a sense a very self-limited film, even by the sensibilities of its day (I assume, I wasn’t born yet). The…

…and the most milquetoast, too.

I really like Boudu (haven’t seen Down & Out), but for me it’s hard to separate my enjoyment of the film from the awe at how far back in time I’m looking.

Someone remembers Tobler’s First Law

I’d actually say he got the look better than my imagination, since my imagination for SF was so Clarke/Asimov/Star Trek I had trouble imagining a society which had, from my liberal perspective even as a sixth grader, had slid so far backwards.

From the infamous Dune coloring book

I came away from Jodorowsky’s Dune with the impression that he was a complete con artist—being a compelling storyteller goes along with it, but I’m fairly convinced that it was never going to get made (and a lot of the more outlandish stuff, such as casting Mick Jagger, designing for a budget they’d never had,…

Although my own purge a year ago was more a purge of jewel cases than a purge of discs (my collection takes up less than two big CD binders, one for classical and another for everything else), I did actually purge a few discs. One of those few was the Touré/Cooder disc (I got it in a dollar bin and eventually got Ali…

This is an exercise in circular logic!

Man had a type

Troma: for the young at heart

Jungle 2 Jungle is less garbage fire and more smoldering pile of wet leaves that just won’t burn cleanly.