...his own writerly talent pickling too long in a brine of faux-sagacity.

I don’t want to minimize what happened with the Challenger but, my god, to live in a time where that was considered a large scale national tragedy.  

The slap scene from In the Heat of the Night is still shocking, satisfying, and so good.  RIP. 

What a world, what a world. Sorry this is happening to you and your colleagues. I hope if this goes where it appears to be going from our limited vantage point that everyone is able to land on their feet. Best they can at least. 

I just think it’s a good thing our culture hasn’t conditioned us to accept obviously anti-Semitic images as a matter of course. Watto agrees with me.

I think the sentence that makes the most sense there is, “Child pornography ageing, never mind nirvana.”

F13 has the advantage of never having been good. There’s no John Carpenter’s Halloween-level masterpiece for later movies to not measure up to. There’s no magic to recapture. If they so desire they can just keep making entertaining pieces of shit ad infinitum. Jason in the snow! Friday the 13th, the fifth epilogue…

Yeah, there’s definitely a valid clinical debate there.  Just sadly hijacked by various ethically questionable celebrity PR campaigns.

You can’t be diagnosed with sexual addiction. 

Using a contentious non-diagnosis, rejected from the DSM in part because of the potential for pathologizing stuff humans just kinda do, as a way to frame aggression, something that really doesn’t have anything to do with hypersexuality, which is more notable as a thing that can happen with victims of sexual assault…

I just recently saw this for the first time. If I encountered any of those ghosts in any setting I would immediately seek therapy and accept my status as being scarred for life.  

Dammit.  And all this time I thought it came from staring at Emma Watson.  

I was listening to some early Doors today and had the thought it would be cool if by some trick of space and time Brian Eno produced something by them.

The world is burning.  Let people have their happy.  

I just listened to it.  It’s sooo treacly.  I’m fully on board.  My childhood is oozing out of the walls.  I like Janis doing a Mike Love impression.  

“I am your father!”

If nothing else, they’re all former roommates.  

Now see, I’m a little concerned that Burton and Elfman’s sensibilities might not mesh. I’m not closed to the idea, I just think such a partnership is really an unknown quantity. We’ll see what happens I guess.

Now THAT is a hair worth splitting.