Sad news, but I can’t wait to see who these guys might collaborate with! Sure, Watching Paint Dry is a no-brainer, but both Sipping From a Glass of Tap Water and Waiting for the Dental Assistant to Call Your Name would pair perfectly with Coldplay.

I’m assuming you’re using “headcanon” in the “judge the guy prematurely, not that any of this deserves actual scrutiny since he is a fictional character” sense of the term?

“Hold on, lads! There may be an IED buried somewhere around here! Sergeant, call in the bomb detectors.”

I look forward to watching this in the same way the movie was meant to watched: very, very high.

Ah, but I don’t. I never watched Game of Thrones and I have no desire to, but among movies of his that I’ve seen, meh. And then when I see him on talk shows I feel like he takes himself a bit too seriously.

Hey, I read Second Place! It was good! But I don’t see why it should be presumed that the story takes place during the early pandemic.
I thought We Take Care of Our Own by Christopher Clancy was among this year’s best novels, at least among novels I read.

Don’t love musicals. Don’t love The National. Don’t even love Peter Dinklage.

What’s half of zero? LOL i kid

I think it’s nice that a boy from Guadalajara grew up to become his generation’s Tim Burton, specializing in that tricky combination of arresting visuals and weak-ass storytelling.

I wonder if either of these so-called grand masters know about a move that never failed me during my all-too-brief chess career: declaring “this game is stupid” before flipping over the board and turning on the TV.

Pictured above: my personal Mount Rushmore of people who have never made me laugh.

maybe if they had recorded in Dubly

Bad list. There Will Be Blood is his best movie, though The Master is a close second (Boogie Nights being a close third). Phantom Thread is only his best if you’re thinking too hard about it. Inherent Vice and Magnolia both kind of suck.

I see that the Doors’ “Peace Frog” is included on the soundtrack here, but in my memories of FM radio, the DJ would have let the following tune, “Blue Sunday,” play out as well, in much the same way that FM radio frequently paired the Moody Blues’ “Nights in White Satin” with “Late Lament” (aka “Breathe Deep”). It…

Never heard of this show or consciously registered any mention of it, but going by that cast photo I am picturing that Simpsons soap opera where the guy says, “I’ll see to it you don’t get apricot one.”

First of all, forget Weezer. The Weezer you love or like or even find tolerable is long, long gone. When that’s finished—it shouldn’t take you more than 30 seconds to mourn them, they were never all that great—put your energy into meeting this band halfway, letting go of traditional song structures or your ears’…

Damn poor man’s Albert Finney has got some strong opinions

I remember listening to the radio back in ‘96 and the DJ spinning the first single off the new R.E.M. album, “E-Bow the Letter.” Odd choice. Also, “Electrolite” is somehow a better song in my mind than in reality, so every time I hear it I feel underwhelmed.

Tunnel of Love takes a few songs to get going but then it rules. And you can usually find used copies very cheap.

This guy was great in everything he was in. Absolutely hysterical in Newhart. RIP.
I choose to remember him from the very first time I saw him: catching a racquetball (bounced by Tom Hanks off a brownstone front steps) behind his back like a motherfucking boss.