Guinness made recordings of most of Eliot's major poems. I'm particularly fond of his reading of The Four Quartets.
Guinness made recordings of most of Eliot's major poems. I'm particularly fond of his reading of The Four Quartets.
"Sight hateful, sight tormenting!" - Lucifer
If anyone wants to be genuinely blown away, track down a recording of Sir Alec Guinness reading the entire poem. It's like music.
The Waste Land is the greatest poem ever and just… why? Why.
LOVE Nick Drake!
Yeah, I was so sad when Bryan Cranston died
Nebraska.
But as Todd VDW pointed out, Tuco is really the writers' way of showing that Saul is in a Greek tragedy, that he can try as hard as he wants to be a good man, but certain things are inevitable.
Yeah, don't they still use TVs like that in schools?
I don't think he was trying to be fan-service-y. Tuco is acting as an entry-point, re-initiating viewers into the world of this story. He's winning us over with familiar elements while the story finds its own footing.
Well, they blew up the chicken-man…
He got away with it somehow. He paid the lowest fare in the history of the Panama Canal - thirty-six cents.
Hate to say it, but I actually kinda think Jim and Karen were good together. And I always had a soft spot for Roy.
Fun fact: in the 1930s Richard Halliburton, basically a real life Indiana Jones, declared himself a boat and swam the Panama Canal.
I like this album especially for the obvious influences it had on Belle & Sebastian's ealy music. Listening to them and The Left Banke (and the Zombies, really) you can almost hear the band forming.
I'm actually kind of glad the show went in an explicitly biblical direction, since Breaking Bad threatened to so often.
If you'd told me *yesterday* that it would get record ratings, I would've been skeptical.
I loved the subtle implication that he ended up in the movie "Nebraska."
To this day I can't hear "I Only Have Eyes for You" without thinking of that moment in Buffy.
One whole episode is just a black-and-white flash-forward of Huell sitting in a room alone, waiting.