One of my favorite things about Inherent Vice was that Pynchon, completely out of nowhere, threw in a reference to Monster Mash that seemed random but actually reinforced the kind of character Doc was. It reminded me of the kind of conversations I have with my friends and further attached me to this character.

I'd been meaning to read Pynchon for years, and watching the film got me to pick up the book. I wasn't prepared for how hilarious it was. It's been years since a book had me laughing audibly, and when I finished it I was legitimately disappointed that the film felt out so many good bits.

I remember reading about this movie before the shit hit the fan. I think in Fangoria or some similar magazine. After word started coming out about what was going on behind the scenes my interest dwindled. I think I opted to see A Very Brady Sequel instead of this one when it finally came out.

I'm afraid "sorry" doesn't cut it, Beebs.

Goddamn I love The Honeymoon Killers. It's like the Criterion Collection version of Criminally Insane.

I would love to see McCarthy do this show. Any version of this story with Martha Beck not being obese is just unacceptable.

After that last film I thought they'd never find a way to get my money again. Damn you, Pegg!

It could be worse…she could have just given you back issues of Millie the Model and Rawhide Kid. Still, I can't wrap my head around her not reading Fantastic Four and Spider-Man at that time. They were both at their peaks!

Several years ago I decided to read every silver age Marvel superhero comic. I was shocked that Daredevil lasted as long as it did…it rivaled those Human Torch solo stories and mid 60s X-Men as the worst comics I've ever read.

Looking forward to the family-friendly Marvel version of "My Cock Rages On."

I've only read 60s Daredevil, so I'm only familiar with it being a cheap Spider-Man knock off with some of the worst storytelling I've ever seen in a comic book (i.e. Murdock creating a fake twin brother to hide his secret identity), as well as having the most pathetic rogues gallery outside of Ant Man. I don't know…

Finally.

So Polanski's whole argument is "I'm old and famous…come on guys, do me a solid?"

Rushdie's response to International Gorillay was perfect.

If only Box Office Mojo had a way of tracking movie tickets purchased out of spite.

I'm all for booing this guy.

I used to think that when he got his big, billion-dollar blockbusters out of his system he'd make more smaller films like Heavenly Creatures. Then The Lovely Bones came out, a small story that he somehow made bloated, overlong and terrible. I think he's just reached that point in his life where he can't make those…

SON OF A BITCH.

I will NEVER forgive Yanni for adding vocals to his music. Bigger insult than Dylan going electric.

Hell yes! Keep that shit coming, PJax!