If Dina Lohan was my mother, I would probably drink too, and also jump off a bridge.

Don't try too hard to understand the logic behind it. Just know that Lohan doesn't even bother making her bullshit believable anymore. She happily throws out one excuse after another for each of her many fuck-ups, many of which contradict the previous excuses and/or make no fucking sense whatsoever. So, basically, all…

"Heroes" was the first superhero show that actually made me root for the villains.

I was one of the skeptics. Thought there was no way I was going to watch some politically-correct remake of BSG with a female Boomer and Starbuck. But, on a whim, I watched the miniseries anyway (figured I would give it a chance).

There were times when BSG became so relentlessly bleak for long periods that watching it every week was almost like self-flagellation. But even then, the show was good (and often great).

"Looks like pure soap opera cheese"

Yeah, yeah. Now get back to work, Cally.

If you could OD on nostaligia, they would have found me dead with my Netflix subscription in my arm a long time ago.

No, he's just bringing up an honest issue. He was quite clear that he has no problem with transgendered people, their right to be who they are, live their lives the way they choose, etc. What he DOES have a problem with is someone who has the serious physical advantage of having been born a man competing against women…

Yeah, she's in pretty rough shape—well, certainly compared to everyone else who was in that movie, anyway.

No, weed is a miracle plant that can do anything—at least according to my old stoner roommate. Apparently, the only thing it couldn't do was motivate someone to get off his ass and get a job.

Even more amazingly, it has apparently stopped four terrorist attacks in the last 10 years just by itself.

Yeah, but to fit into our only time machine, a human would have to be able to do leg splits. If only we had someone who was not only a Timecop, but could also do leg splits.

I am still angered that Stephen King has, to date, failed to deliver on his promise to scare the hell out of me with "Maximum Overdrive."

Lighten up, Francis.

The last scene in "Session 9" (probably the most underrated horror film ever, IMHO) still sends chills up my spine just thinking about it. Makes anything in Poltergeist, The Shining, etc. look like Little Miss Sunshine.

Substitute 1960's America for post-apocalyptic America, meth for cocaine, and Paul Rudd to star—and I'll greenlight 13 episodes right now. And consider adding an animated dog, the female demo really loves animated dogs.

Let me guess, this movie was bankrolled by a mysterious company, HQ'ed in an empty office building in northern Virginia, with no apparent employees?

I wonder if Steve Buscemi has ever been watching a movie, only to be surprised to find out that he's in it.

I'm pretty sure that in a real zombie apocalypse, you would be damned glad to have a neo-Nazi on your side if he was good with a gun.