This show is somehow worse than the first season of Walking Dead, actually. I agree with all of the sentiments expressed above and my mind is boggled by this positive review. Artless, cheaply shot, terribly written and above all—BORING.

he sure had me fooled. he's got merrill lynch hair and the merrill lynch comedy stylings to match.

i was on my way home after dark on the highway and when santa paul kicked the door in and called scott a 'candy-ass mother fucker' i almost drove into a ditch

yes, i'm sure enormous dollops of context are needed to understand why people take offense to nazis descending on their town. give me a break.

seriously, you literally sound like you're defending the right of neo nazis to take over a town. this may be the most ridiculous garbage i've read on this website in 10+ years.

when you're writing a movie review about nazis trying to take over a town, and you start describing "aggression on both sides", maybe jump out a fucking window instead. good grief.

i love This Night! obviously. but actually i've never heard of it being disliked, i can think of at least a few fans who consider it their favorite

Between Rubies, Kaputt, and Poison Season, I really think Bejar is working a different level from basically any other "pop" artist these days. The reviewer gets at it somewhat, but pulls his punch a bit. Bejar has harnessed a completely distinctive artistic voice that he successfully carries from genre to genre like…

I am completely and hopelessly obsessed with Destroyer, so maybe I'm crazy. But you should also go back to Trouble in Dreams. It's not as perfect a record as Kaputt, but there are a few songs on it that stand up against the rest of his catalog. "My Favorite Year," "Leopard of Honor," "Foam Hands," and "Libby's First…

i think this is actually pretty common. a lot of folks find it to be an appetite suppressant—at first. but an hour or two in, typically everybody is reaching for a snack.

/ride the snake/

you got me. he's my fault.

seriously, this guy isn't our fault. the fat jew is what happens when middle aged people try to imagine what millenials would like, then promote the shit out of it, even though it's nothing more than a bunch of money and an absence of good ideas, the same shit they built their careers on.

when i'm stuck in traffic and i see a lane open up that i can get into, i will invariably say "i'm gonna flex and bust outta here"

my all time favorite artist who is currently working probably. everything about him.

oh, that's cool. most of my internal emotional architecture was built with yo la tengo songs.

i couldn't make it past robert blake fucking smiling with the phone and saying "CALL ME" with those dead eyes. yeesh.

Mulholland Drive is authentically one of the scariest movies I've ever seen all the way through, in no small part because of the way that it's not like a conventional horror movie at all. watching it feels like having someone else's nightmare.

for reasons i can't really understand, Lynch's scary movies rarely feature in lists like this at all. yet Mulholland Drive is one of the few movies that scared me enough that i actually felt compelled to shield my eyes during the final act. and i literally couldn't even finish Lost Highway.

he really should be the third cohost. and shame on podmass for not transcribing the entire episode into we see what you said there where it belongs.