Some self introspection is always a good thing. Am I a jovial drunk, who will be loved by America even in defeat, or will I take a swing at Bob Costas?

Good-Time Slim, Uncle Doobie, and the Great Frisco Freak-Out

For me that's a different list from what I'd be interested in seeing at a movie house. That's R. Rabbit all the way, no matter how many skinny jeans wearing morons that film conned into thinking trolleys were anything other than an anachronism.

IIRC this is a mini-series to fill in around Agents of Shield.

You're certainly more likely to get laid after seeing Titanic with a date.

I'll let others argue the finer points of going full on retard, but who cares if they do an IMAX release? It's not something that has a majestic cinematic scope. It's a movie for those raised on TV and FM radio.

I'll give you BAD II. The original iteration of the band is more substantial (and historically more important) than Sir Paul's vanity project.

….he'll start on it just as soon as his Compaq 286 boots up.

I would have hired Robby Benson to direct, because that would have been totally meta.

I don't want to hurt you is an easier let down than… no way, no how, am I sticking "Teeny" into your stinky old asshole.

"I'm looking for a dog."

What standalone Star Wars movies?

They didn't go down to the crossroads to sell their souls, they just had them surgically removed at the same Beverly Hills plastic surgeon that did their chin cleft implants.

The one about big boobs… (or big butts, or big balls.. I forget) is not.

Shit man, I went to work for a spy agency, and was like deeply offended they were spying.

That was on Starz last night. What a pile of well styled crap in the service of nothing….

Three drummers.

I was cringing at his hair.

On second thought, you're right. She's a PUNK. Cue some PUNK music.

Right. I hear they're just getting the internet in Dallas this year.