True. My thinking was, I remembered how insistent Kaczynski was that he was NOT! INSANE!, and it seemed like in his mind this would probably be proof, since it required planning and organization, even though randomly poisoning people because you hate "the makers and sellers of drugs and pills" is in fact a lunatic…

He did. He read the manifesto in the newspaper and recognized the same crackpot phrasing his brother had been spouting for years, and he turned him in. The FBI doesn't deserve much credit here.

I remember the Unabomber having eyebrows, but okay.

*shrugs* I thought maybe he was still a jerk and just wanted to yell at some hapless idiot. Your explanation makes more sense though; also they both have red hair.

Ha ha, so he was that mean to his own son? That's hilarious. But also he's probably not wrong, because that kid is pretty obviously a stone-cold fuck up.

He's not actually right wing, just an unapologetic smoker. Which is also kind of assholish.

Lee plays Lord Summerisle, who is supposed to be the villain. But he's so damn charismatic (and the cop so dour and humorless), and the community he leads is so picturesque and cheerful, that it's hard not to like him.

"the cigarette-smoking scumbag who threatened to rape Jane Levy’s friend in The Bang Bang" is apparently a Horne; my money's on Son of Jerry.

I loved most of Judy Blume’s books as a kid and read this one out of a sense of obligation, but it never had the impact on me that it seemed to have on so many generations of girls. Possibly because the females in my family tend to start menstruating early (I was 10), so I didn’t really identify with the whole OMG I…

I like it too, but probably not for reasons anyone who was involved in making the film intended. (The original is great BTW, and contains my favorite Christopher Lee performance.)

I re-watched FWWM last month and laughed so hard at Agent Desmond’s intro, which I’d totally forgotten about.
Cole: GET ME SPECIAL AGENT CHESTER DESMOND IN FARGO, NORTH DAKOTA!
*cut to FBI agents handcuffing a bunch of teenage girls while a bus load of children scream and pound on the windows, sounding more bored and…

If I don't make it, tell my wife I said "hello".

It's still around! I'm a fountain pen enthusiast and I use it to address letters, since I live in a very rainy climate and iron gall ink is water resistant—because it essentially etches into the paper. It also eventually will corrode the metal nib, so I only keep cheap pens inked with it. But sure, smear it on your…

I have friends that live in Pittsburgh. Their main industry now is tech, universities, and hospitals. It's not some grimy Appalchian coal pit anymore and hasn't been for a long time.
(Weirdly, I thought the first Jack Reacher movie almost functioned as Pittsburgh tourism propaganda. It looked beautiful! Uh, except for…

Oh gosh, you're right. I completely forgot there was another movie in the franchise. I don't think I ever saw it. (Something tells me I ain't missing much.)

I kind of wish I’d been of an age to see 2001: A Space Odyssey in the theater, at a time when most American movies were banal garbage. Although maybe it’s for the best that I wasn’t, because if you’ve ever watched Room 237, most of the biggest nuts in it seem to be Boomers who had that experience, and it just totally…

I don't know that I'd characterize The Rock's role as "starring" in Scorpion King. It's like a 5-minute dialogue-free (narrated by Oded Fehr) mini-movie. And then he's a bunch of of really terrible CGI (again, without any lines) in the last 10 minutes.

I expected Russia to have a higher number, for some reason.

I thought the utterly enraptured reaction of Lucy and Andy to the fruit of their loins gave off a bit of an “ewww” vibe, yes.

I'm waiting for the inevitable collision of the two most annoying aspects of Bay Area culture to collide: tech dudes soliciting venture capital to disrupt the artisanal toast industry.