I would pay a lot of money for a small piece of plastic that contains Parodius.

I forgot one more. A long time ago I blind bought the Rubber Johnny DVD. It arrived, and I slipped it on with little prior knowledge of Chris Cunningham's work. It's only six minutes, but it messed with my head for a few days.

What

Neither is good, that's for sure… but that noise of rocks being eaten. Reminded me that I couldn't make it through The Never Ending Story with the rock eating monster.

Three films:

When the bomb explodes and a lady standing with her groceries, watching the cloud rise, pees herself - that moment really upset me.

What upset me more was the wrapping of the arm in tape… and thinking about him having to take it off later.

The half episode I watched had someone who couldn't stop eating rocks. Needless to say, I could not finish that.

According to an interview he recently did… this is what Liman has to say about why he took on The Wall:

Won't lie. It's nice to see that there are no Harambe's.

I used to work at a vet hospital, and there was a guy who only ever had chocolate labradors, and only ever called them Charlie. I always assumed that the first Charlie would have been the best damn dog ever, otherwise why would you continue on calling them Charlie? Then I found out that instead of calling each…

Our rescue dog Max refused to accept any other name than Max. We tried to change his name many times, did all the right things that you're supposed to do to transition your dog to a new name, but all failed. I think he just really likes the name Max.

This guy and the Wendy's nuggets guy need to go off to a quiet part of the forest together and never ever return.

And again at 2:41.

I had that book. Got it right around the time I got into The X Files. Tried to read the book. Nope. Tried to watch the film. Double nope. Sadly made me go off The X Files for about six months because I was afraid it'd be like Communion.