Because I'm terrible at remembering to post things, here's the latest review, for the fine folks who only follow us on Kinja (which I'd be completely stunned to discover existed. But cheers, all the same).
The Road Trip is completed. We are back in Pennsylvania. Thus begins the work of culling the titanic amount of footage we shot from the 17 cars we reviewed during the cross-country journey, in addition to writing/recording narratives, history, jokes, songs, and piecing it all together into a worthy review. But until…
"I want to do what they're doing," Mr. Regular told me after we both watched All Cars Go To Heaven. And, really, that was the big takeaway from the movie, the first feature-length film from The Smoking Tire. When the credits rolled and we were brought full circle on the narrative of how a car obtains a soul, we were…
I feel like I might have misrepresented myself a bit in the last article. Both Mr. Regular and myself loved the New York International Auto Show. It was sensory overload taken to its logical conclusion: a hyperventilating, aggressive enthusiasm about cars you've never gotten to touch before.
"My First Time at the New York International Auto Show, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Surplus" by The Roman
You're gonna get it this week. Oh, how are you gonna get it! This is how it's going down: We have so much written that we can't cram it all into one video. Believe me, if we did, it would be thirty minuets long. Even shoo fly pie can overstay its welcome if served in large portions.
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