The book is not a total fraud. The book’s subject turned out to be a (slight) fraud (his lies were tangential and nonintegral to the book’s focus). Talese reported about the guy, lies and all. Talese didn’t lie in the reporting, he just presented his subject. That’s what you do in a biography.

That new Sam Smith album is unbelievably bad.

“...the squatting U.S. president...”!!!

How many shots of someone standing up behind a barrier and firing a machine gun do we really NEED?

(Ultimately, though, this episode gets a B for his noninclusion of Negan alone. Hurray!)

I liked this post because of “Korl.”

This movie bore a strong resemblance to Unbreakable. Both very good films, but the comparison has to be made.

Jon Ron Son’s portrayal of Roger Stone in The Elephant in the Room is terrifying. Stone is the most unconscionably evil supervillain since Boris Badenov. Many people believe he’s the one actually running the (shit)show.

Done.

It really didn’t, and saying it over and over isn’t going to change that.

Nah, what that is is complete control of suspense. There are no musical cues, no shot clues (except for some red herrings), no foreshadowing, no nothing. Disaster, when it happens—and it does happen—comes swiftly and unexpectedly. You have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen next. It’s riveting.

Race doesn’t really play into the film at all, except in a brief aside with some Mexican horse-wranglers. The Troglodytes go beyond race to be almost superhuman, the ultimate Other. They transcend mere race, as the one Native American in the film quickly points out. The race angle is just Katie Rife trying to fit a…

Way off. This movie is an A. Wish I would have discovered it sooner. The dialogue (especially in the first 10 minutes) doesn’t get any better. Hilarious gold-plated gold. Reminds me of The Sisters Brothers. Luckily, it’s not ONLY a Western, but brilliantly amalgamates several genres, much like Twin Peaks. It’s a…

Almost!
*Fantastic start, sex scene so minor it needn’t be mentioned, *zero plot holes, and it’s hard to make human evisceration ungory. Glad to see stoic blandie Kurt Russell doing something so inventive, smart, creative, and fun.

The shot from above the overpass of the zombies walking into the shadow of the overpass was a great shot.

“...Jackson along for the ride with A A trio of escaped lunatics...”
Reviewer: A.A. Dowd. 
Coincidence?!

Counterpoint: This was an atrocious film only salvaged by its phenomenal soundtrack. The two are diametrically opposed. I wish they would have just committed to the concept and eliminated the dialogue entirely.

A good addendum to this list would be Mint Royale’s “Blue Song,” the original music video of which inspired this film into existence.

I actually thought the ending speech was effective, poignant, and well-written. It’s not that long, it’s by necessity unfunny, and it’s certainly not empty.

I was also impressed by how raunchy this film is—how much it fully indulges itself in going so completely over-the-top. I also thought it was narratively strong:…

Good article, and strong reporting, informational and interesting, and most of it I agree with. But there is this: Why does anyone feel a need to stop someone from committing suicide? If someone wants to kill himself, he has that right. He can. He’s not killing others; he’s taking his own life. That’s okay. Why should…

“duke it out over who gets to hold the Hustler”
magnificent as ever, Sean.