(Most AV Club commenters stare blankly at Mesozoic era reference.)

A New Hope. Kill Bill. Burton’s Batman. All three Godfathers. Multiple Bond movies.  I’m gonna go ahead and say meeting scenes are default compelling.

Bob Dylan is a surprisingly good Halloween artist. My Own Version of You, The Man in the Long Black Coat, Ain’t Talkin’. The whole Basement Tapes/John Wesley Harding era has a good haunted-New-England-Ichabod-Crane feel.

You’re free, Genie.

Ooo, good question. The Velvet Underground, discounting the post-Reed album, as one should. Also discounting posthumous stuff and acknowledging they aren’t bands, Bowie and Cohen. There are others (Pearl, Electric Ladyland, Closer, In Utero, Back to Black) but they’re all a matter of dying young.

“Yeah, well, the flange was a little warped. So I just goosed it with a triple three bolt smack.”

Hey man, I wouldn’t be commenting if I didn’t think R.E.M. was great.  I’m just thinking in terms of good vs. essential.  

How the hell were you in the gray? 

We Gen Xers appear to have long since passed our Big-Chill-older-wiser-but-still-hot phase and are now well into our Grand-Canyon-boring phase. I for one am proud to be a part of it!

I mean, no one’s gonna die on the Zither or Binky the Doormat hill.  

Yeah, their last two were pretty good and an admirable last act, but it seemed like their cultural relevance was less about the albums themselves and more about restoring a legacy.  

Happy to see this fine, underappreciated album get some love. My only complaint about it is also sort of a compliment. It’s frontloaded and starts to feel sort of thin toward the end. But since it’s very much a road album, literally made on the road, it actually seems appropriate that as it goes on you get this sense…

...a dark groove right out of a smoke-filled coffeehouse in Berlin.

Yeah, I don’t think King of Limbs earns them this kind of dismissal.  Ya snot nosed punk.  

Watching the early trailers for a distinctive filmmaker, when advertisers still have no idea how to represent their stuff, is pretty interesting.

He sees the humor in artistic pretension—in the self-seriousness of tortured artists and rebellious youth. But he also believes in their belief systems, or at least their capacity to believe so passionately in something.

Seems like reviews were more mixed than generally negative.  Was it that bad?  I have no desire to go to a movie theater right now so there’s a bunch of stuff I’m waiting on for streaming.  I will say I feel like a microcosm of what HBO is saying in that this movie made me more interested in watching the show than…

40 hour extended cut of Death Proof or GTFO.  

Famously.  But I think he’s a little underrated.  Like most things Paul, he’s great if someone pushes him and holds him accountable.  Like Lennon assuring him “the movement you need is on your shoulder” is actually great, which it is.  

Contrasting to us pop culture internet commenters who in our youthful vibrancy are always doing very important things and are just all around awesome people.