Rewrite!

"Panty raids?" How old are we?

I dunno if he still does it, but for DECADES, Terry ran a summer jazz camp for high school music teachers in Emporia, Kansas. He brought along a different crop of jazz legends and hot newcomers every year to creat a world class immersion workshop. The free big band concerts they did for those two weeks were marvels,…

'nuff said

I hated it then, but I'm older than you.

I can't wait to loot an empty megachurch.

Origin movie, please! As the Swordsman: Patrick Warburton!

Maybe I can win your party from here.

Bourne Under a Bad Sign

Dammit! I was banking on Werner Herzog this go-round. Christmas is ruined!

Another real deal: On Approval, that rarest of birds, a buttoned up British sex farce starring the greats, Googie Withers and Beatrice Lillie. You won't know what the hell you're watching for a while, but if you have any kidney pie in your veins, it will wrap you in its earnest nonsense.

I expect more flashbacks for more characters, and just hope we get to skip some. But others - doesn't everyone else want to see the viper's dance between Margaret and Rothstein?

Bring me the Asgardian oil can!

I will watch this from my couch if at all. Symmetry.

Somehow, our whole family went to see STAR WARS on the biggest screen in town, even though we had not gone to the movies together since Dad took us to the drive-in years before to see Patton, where he grumbled all the way through the not-at-all militaristic opening features.

Herzog is one of the funniest film makers ever. His tone can be as dour as mocked here, which makes the deadpan jokes he inserts in his things all the more effective and surprising. Even his gorgeous 3D documentary, Cave of Forgotten Dreams, has these red herrings drop in out of nowhere, like the supposed perfumer who…

As a wry dyspeptic of long standing (I get all the coupons), I bristle at our reviewer's longing for a more conventionally nougat center to the proceedings than Nucky. If this thing had been organized around a conventionally blustering, violent, charismatic gangster - Capone, maybe - it would have been just that.…

Seymour Skinner is a "guiding ethical principal." The Prime Directive is a guiding ethical directive.

It's simpler than all that. People watched the show at first in large numbers because of the sexy sex. And like any relationship based on sexy sex, it devolved into romantic delusions, bitter resentments, and long stretches of boredom.

You will, chum.