The fact that the interview is going to run unedited on state television tells you all you need to know about how hard-hitting it is.

I knew I liked you for some reason! Haven't seen the movie yet, but I can lose myself in those vocal harmonies, that wavering chorus at the end of the song… heck, even the off-key bicycle horn sounds exactly right.

Emily Yoshida at Vulture compared it to an exquisite corpse, which is almost enough to make me buy a ticket. (Why aren't more films like that, on purpose? Mysterious Object at Noon is delightful, at least.)

Not sure! Last year they were performing under a new name (basically the name of their last album, "Good Sad Happy Bad") but I don't see any news since November or so.

She's only scored two films (with a third coming in August), but Mica Levi's name in the credits is already enough to bring me out to the movies.

I'm imagining you in a dark theater, hissing to the person next to you: "Pray that none of your loved ones are ever victims of a real sharknado, or we'll see who's laughing then!" Like, it's possible to recognize that bystanders in real life hesitate and fail to act, and the depiction of that here was stilted and…

I agree: it's such a tonally weird scene, I can see it elicting a ton of different reactions at once. But I'm definitely not the only one on the truck driver thing (I found that after posting my comment here.)

Oh god, I want an animated gif of the truck driver putting his head in his hand after inadvertently causing that kid's death. It's like something you see in a very, very badly acted student film, and I won't pretend I didn't laugh out loud.

It was a much smaller venue, though. I'm not entirely sure what was up with the show's budget this season, but it looks like they had to cut corners in some areas.

Without spoiling anything at all, the finale is crazy, and I've never heard a crowd of mostly gay men roar like that, ever. No idea how it's going to play out edited on tv, but it was easily the best finale they've had. Fasten your seatbelts, girls.

I won't confirm or deny this, but I was at the finale last night, and it was wild. Definitely the most entertaining one they've had.

Well, he was also in the choir, so….

He was definitely off-key. I was clawing at my ears during that sequence, although it's always funny to watch people who can sing try to sing badly.

Nah, in the original series I thought Norma always had somewhat maternal worry over Shelly, and now that Shelly seems to be having the same for cocaine Becky, I read the Norma/Shelly moment as a "I know how you feel" bit of camaraderie.

Have you already forgotten Adam Driver's essential contribution to "Please, Mr. Kennedy"!

It Comes at Night, though! Damned Krisha nearly gave me an anxiety attack, and that wasn't even a horror film.

And apparently the jury was pretty down on Tropical Malady: Tilda Swinton fought tooth-and-nail to get it the Jury Prize over objections from other panelists.

Since screening early in the festival to respectable (if mostly less than rapturous) reviews, Robin Campillo’s sprawling portrait of activism during the AIDS crisis has looked more and more like a likely winner of Cannes’ top prize.

They released five of my top ten movies last year. No other studio even comes close right now.

The real star of the movie is Lady Houston and her fabulous turban, doling out money from her bed. She was a terrible human being in real life, though.