We’d treat him, but we need the eggs.

Yes—got my ebook when living abroad so I have the UK title.

I read it in high school!

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You and the writers of German crossword puzzles!

I have to admit to a weird fondness for the not-great-but-very-late-sixties film. So much shirtless Rod Steiger.

I just finished up David H. Pinckney’s Napoleon III & the Rebuilding of Paris, which is a the classic concise-but-granular look at how Napoléon III and Haussmann rebuilt the city. Really enjoyed it—now on to another European capital with a memento from the Athenaeum Boekhandel, the lavishly-illustrated A Millennium of…

I think the whole “enjoying ironically” thing has been overextended, actually. A lot of old schlock might not have been intended to have been enjoyed ironically, but I definitely think a lot of it wasn’t meant to be taken 100% seriously, either—honest low art meant to be enjoyed.

Based on that description if it were “merely bad” I’d be impressed with Jerry Lewis’s film making acumen.

I’d seen the trailer and just assumed it was something that never managed to get a theatrical release (or only managed a damp squib of one) and was relegated to DVD hell. Had no idea it was a massive ego-driven fiasco.

Or a regular feature, at least—I’m fine with less frequent, higher-quality (and this was a great one), but at least let us know if there’s a schedule!

In the old TNG Classic Review comments we wouldn’t even refer to it by name.

There were late night showings of it for months near me, but I never got around to it because it seemed like the sort of film that would be creepy to buy a ticket for alone but also the sort that would be creepy to watch with someone.

I vaguely remember bursting out into laughter over Happy Mother’s Day, I Can’t Read while reading the hard-copy Onion/AVC on the No. 6 bus on a cold Chicago night. Also remember introducing the Year in Band Names to some friends in the Netherlands during the year with Slutvomit.

In Bruges is also an underrated Christmas movie!

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The out-party always does better in documentary gross.

Beyond was fun and, iMO, more than head-and-shoulders above the other NuTreks, but I have to admit I don’t have a real hankering to rewatch it anytime soon.

Celine & Julie has been on my list of things to watch for a while but I haven’t had a good three-four hour chunk of time when I’ve felt up for it, partly because I wasn’t sure exactly what to expect—La Belle Noiseuse is one of my favorites but it’s also intense in its own beautiful way. Maybe I don’t have to be in a…

The big risk would come from the censorship of pro-ISIS outlets on national security grounds and the Internet Archive having a huge store of those just from its regular webcrawling.