Hardly. His 'blacks' are carnal in an animal fashion as well as intellectually simple. White women here are quite justified in killing themselves rather than let a black man touch them. I might be wrong but I seem to remember Gish or another character throwing themselves off a cliff rather than be despoiled. Rank…

One of the best short pieces I've read about the film, and about Griffith: a romp and a rebuke, bloody hard to balance and balance seamlessly.

Yep. Every time.

You have way too much time on your hands. Seriously. Way too much.

Does this mean that all the Paranormal Activities are… God, no. Just no.

Disappear into a role? Black Swan. Totally submerged.

"Is there anything donuts can't do?"

Outshined? What the f*** is outshined? OUTSHONE.

What a joy you must be at family gatherings, And seal culls.

No, no, no. A DJ saved your life. Last night.

"Pussywillow."

"No, it hasn't!"

I remember Turner sneezing a huge splat of green snot right onto a baby's face in church and causing a congregation stampede for the doors.

I remember seeing this the year of its release and how a stunned audience remained in its seats even after the credits ended and the house lights went up. I finally went to the pub opposite the cinema and had three double vodkas in a row.

AfterShat! Or Wipe, Why Don't You!

Let The Shat Fly was his chat how.

Me and my mates used to say "Oh James, James" in our soft, reproachful Lara Flynn Boyle voices (like she did every f***king week) if one of our number did anything even remotely raucous, loud or funny, and then crack up. Happy days.

She's full of secrets.

The only thing I remember about seeing this movie is Morgan Freeman explaining to Kevin Costner that while he is a Muslim his mother was a Christian and a voice from the back of the theatre shouting "Does that mean he's a Demi Moor?" Brought the house down.

She made it quite clear she was talking about this late stage of Allen's career, not the whole canon.