I can wait!

I love how fucked up that ending is. I don't know the filmmakers' intent, but that ending profoundly disturbs me and I love it.

I just mentioned this above, but giving the main character the last name of "Hope" certainly bears Sutter's penchant for crazy obvious symbolism.

Totally agree. Training Day's first half is pretty great and then it just devolves into a generic action movie. Southpaw holds very little interest for me. The last name of Gyllenhaal's character is "Hope" for god's sake. How fucking lazy and obvious is that?

I made an attempt at Hyperion a few years ago but couldn't get past the first 50 or so pages. I'm more than willing to give it another shot though. I think I just wasn't in the mood for it at the time.

Dan Simmons' Carrion Comfort. It's his second novel. The Terror is one of my favorite books and I thought Drood was halfway brilliant so I'm trying some of his older stuff. I'm just over halfway through CC and my takeaways so far are that this thing is way too long and Simmons' writing drastically improved later. But…

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The secret is to go all the way to the left and loop around the sound booth. Usually plenty of room over there. People tend to gather under the trees on the right because it's right where everyone walks in. I thought this year was especially chill in terms of being able to get a great spot for bands.

A couple of "ehhhhhhh"s but mostly indifferent silence.

That was an unexpected highlight!

With music continuing to splinter off into microgenres and the easy availability of hearing whatever whenever, there's no reason to kill anything off. There's no reason that Courtney Barnett can't coexist with Chvrches and they can both be successful.

The Bully gal was awesome. Excellent songwriter and she had a very impressive Courtney Love-type scream (that's meant as a compliment).

I saw Steve Gunn. I loved it. Also, I yelled "Sun's out, Steve Gunn's out!" in between songs, because the sun was in fact out and it's obviously very clever. The crowd, however, disagreed.

I'm bummed the mail robot itself wasn't nominated. What a performance!

Poor Peele

The Act of Killing, for me, was two and a half hours of the most insane what-the-fuckery I've ever scene. Emotionally draining sure, but jaw-dropping in its insanity. As in, my jaw was literally hanging open for a majority of the film as I kept shouting at my TV things along the lines of "How in the holy hell are you…

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And what does that smell like exactly?

I always suspected Ant-Man was just a gritty reimagining of Caddyshack II

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