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Raise a glass for a those with the courage to fight the real enemies, internal and external.  RIP. 

The “gritty” one that was closest to the source comics and involved Jim Henson, so natch. I do enjoy the observation from one reviewer about the turtles in that movie being “never remotely convincing as teenagers, mutants, ninjas or turtles.

As someone who grew up with TMNT, I’m still not sure why it’s a franchise anyone has interest in revisiting or why, for that matter, I still sort of root for a given reboot to be good. Regardless, go ninja. Go ninja. Go. I hope very few people still get that reference.

Arrivederci Anthony.  You left your heart with all of us.  

Came here to say it! 

Scorcese is Jimmy the Gent, Anderson is Tommy, Spielberg is Henry “Only the Good Half” Hill.  

Well turn us all into gibbering pools of emotional goo why don’t you?

If you walk into a screening of the Rocky Horror movie and expect a nice, quiet, respectful audience, you’re an idiot. This thing’s been going on for 45 years. I did it once and it wasn’t particularly my thing, but if I’d gone expecting to watch and appreciate the movie itself, that would have been on me. You don’t

You don’t see anything particularly damning about Melver Anderson, at least doing a cursory internet search, though Anderson’s parents were divorced. They both died within a few years of each other in the 90s. If you’re interested in biography influencing art, I guess you could make something of his films getting

Hell, even I thought he was retired.  Turns out he was just in New Mexico.  

I mean, I’ll probably freaking see it. 

Bill Clinton being a member of KISS makes a decent amount of sense. Though I don’t know if they’re big on sax solos.  

The La Marseillaise scene in Casablanca, the “So be it, Jedi” lightsaber duel in Return of the Jedi, and the childhood memory scene in Ratatouille.

I assume I’m the only one who sees Melanie Lynskey’s name and processes it as Meyer Lansky and gets momentarily confused, right?  

I will never not think of Clerks upon hearing the number 37.

OK, I meant to insert an image of Peregrin Took, but I guess we can’t do that now?

Lemme tell ya about a real peregrination, weirdo.

Or, and hear me out, we all watch Back To the Future and nothing else? 

McCartney didn’t want him doing it because he thought the signature sound would overwhelm the Beatles.  He was right. 

Oof.