Despite 2 or 3 good songs, …And Then There Were Three might be their worst album ever.

I am

It's a bit sad what's happened to him. He's obviously not innocent at all in this, but for awhile he was on such an upswing professionally and it seems like this has taken quite a bit of wind out of his sails. For the time being anyway.

Chandor's debut as a director, Margin Call, will probably go down as one of my favorites of the 2010's. It's so re-watchable, yet under a lot of people's radars. It should have done much better than it did initially, but it put him on the right track at least.

I am a huge, huge Gregg fan but I think Van Morrison is a close 2nd if not a tie.

Planet Fitness has way more but pretty sure all those channels. And now they have their own channel, which plays crappy music videos mostly. I'd really rather be facing something else than a TV screen while on the treadmill, but oh well.

I'm curious, did he reverse his stance after Lost Highway or Mulholland Dr.?

Even bigger than Barry Lyndon?

Wasn't the one for Mulholland Dr. different?

Fox did. With both Fox and Universal, Criterion has to wait 3 years to put out something. Very likely we'll see Grand Budapest Hotel announced next month. November's a big month for Criterion and they put out some of their most high-profile titles then.

It was a painfully boring waste of a good cast.

Sully is Eastwood's best film since Million Dollar Baby. It was all those things, and yet managed to be concise too. Just barely 100 minutes.

It's like that first real blast of cold air before a terrible winter.

This sounds dangerously close to that one with Charlie Sheen as the dog and all the brand-name products.

So because Imus is expendable in comparison that makes it okay then?

I think it was that grumpy image that sold me. Completely different from something like Good Morning America or Today, and definitely another world from the morning jocks on the radio I'd been used to.

It wasn't animosity, it was during a comedic bit on the show. And mostly egged on by his idiot producer Bernard McGuirk, who brought the word "ho" into the discussion first.

I've always kind of liked him, and felt he was drummed out for the wrong reasons over the "nappy headed ho" comment. And even though he's basically surrounded by conservatives (even from the time he was on MSNBC I believe, Laura Ingraham was a regular guest) I never really took him for one. It didn't take a whole lot…

I've always considered talk radio a waste of energy, resources, time, and radio space that could be taken up by Beethoven, Miles Davis or Pink Floyd. Talk radio about sports is held in even less esteem.

The one on Andre The Giant should air sometime around WrestleMania next year.