Well that should go nicely with your plastic pocket protector. 

God, how I hated this movie, and I saw it TWICE in the theater. It was one of those times in one’s life when you just want a reliable, dumb movie but this sucker disappeared so thoroughly far up it’s own ass there was no coming back yet somehow I went back, just hoping against hope that I’d missed something.

Emmy Prentiss?

I’ll see you and raise you one “Pinocchio in Outer Space”...

I came here to posts this as well. Hats off!

I knew someone whose son worked at Paisley Park. According to him there was a dedicated employee whose job was to clear out all the other employees ahead of Prince and his entourage.  If by chance you found yourself in the same room with Prince you were, of course, forbidden to so much as look in his direction.

I remember this so well. There was actually a petition circulating at the time demanding that Kong be stop-motion animated as well as a fair amount of controversy because De Laurentiis had taken out ads looking for a black male to wear the ape suit because he thought they’d already have a more gorilla-like physiology…

They’ve already said they won’t be going back to business as normal and are taking a hard look at their options. Considering how Disney+ is popular beyond their wildest dreams I’d expect them to shift hard toward VOD for every release in the near future with theatrical showings as just a means of milking a few extra…

I can’t believe it myself. Anyone who even remotely had a hand in this should be forced to wear a coat made from the skins of their parents/significant other/children-for life.

I never would have thought of him but now that you mention it, I can’t imagine anyone else even remotely better suited. Everyone else they’ve been running is fucking horrible but that ghoul Oz is by far the worst. 

Enjoy your sugared air!

Let’s cut the bullshit. She never made a good record and was never anything but horny dad (with questionable taste in women) AAA pablum.

Thanks for the great review, Gwen. I’ll have to check this out. It would be interesting to see a comprehensive study of women in television that includes a lot of the forgotten writers (many of whom, interestingly, wrote for westerns like “Wagon Train” and “The Big Valley”) as well as Joan Harrison who was not only…

The worst mascot of all has to be Charlie the Tuna, who not only has a death wish but is a fucking vorarephiliac.

The first movie I ever saw. My mom let me stay up past midnight to watch it on Flint’s “Christopher Coffin” late night horror movie show. It has lost none of its luster in the years since and remains the gold standard for adventure movies.

I would love to see a renaissance of hand drawn animation. “Pinocchio” and “Sleeping Beauty” are both exquisite but no list is complete without Richard Williams:

Anyone who gives a fuck about Bucky, or Robin, for that matter, is a Sugar Baby with some serious self-esteem issues.

Probably like that of every woman in Hollywood since Mary Irwin was told to kiss the guy with the handlebar moustache.

His whole career from the eighties on is a mystery to me. I've always believed he was coasting on the youthful charisma of his "Streets of San Francisco" years which, if you were around at the time, was kind of a big thing. 

Absolutely. Let’s also not forget how many legendary screen romances were by actors who couldn’t stand each other.