Don’t make jokes. You’re bad at it.

Heathcliff Huxtable being a “gynecologist” with his “office” in the basement of his home should have tipped us off that he had a sex dungeon that whole fucking time too.

The show needs a total revamp. I don’t watch it because it’s too long and too formulaic and the jokes just make me cringe. I want it to be about the recipients. I want there to be some danger of things going off script. Because yes, last year’s ceremony was catastrophic but dammit all it was memorable.

This was also one of those rare early Talkies where the filmmakers still used a lot of silent techniques, including an incidental score (up until King Kong most sound movies didn’t use music beyond the opening titles). It’s really cool in that regard. 

Couple of 80s revival screenings. On Tuesday it was Big Trouble in Little China which, man, is there a better time than this? Seriously. John Carpenter bringing his skills to bear on something so gloriously goofy and dumb that it becomes genius- the atmosphere is incredible, the devotion to Hong Kong insanity is…

I had the chance to work on a film he was in some years back - I was a lowly PA and he was one of the top-billed actors. But he was classy as hell. Where many of the cast members were ego-tripping, throwing tantrums, and clashing with the director, he was agreeable, friendly, and even gently nudged the egos of the…

No one gave insults on that show quite like Charles.

I’m nearly finished my winter with Eric Rohmer. Last week I watched The Englishwoman and The Duke, and Triple Agent. They were both stories of ex-patriots negotiating their way through dangerous political times, both stories with an anti-socialist undercurrent. The Englishwoman’s design is its most unique quality. But…

I immediately thought of the stuttering soldier episode, as well as the one where he tries to motivate the pianist who lost the use of his dominant hand.

He also has a nice acting moment in that episode where Winchester angrily confronts the guy who runs the orphanage after discovering that he sold Winchester’s chocolate, only to apologize after the guy explains that the money would pay for months of food for the kids.

His Winchester highlights:

He is so good in that Star Trek: TNG episode “Half a Life,” where he really communicates the character’s sad humanity and dignity. Of course he was a great pompous asshole on MASH, though the late episode where he befriends a stuttering soldier invariably makes me cry.

My favorite Winchester moment was when Klinger finds out that Charles secretly gave expensive chocolate to the nearby Korean orphanage and insisted that his gift remain anonymous. As a reward, Klinger brings him Christmas dinner in his tent. Charles instantly assumes he’s being buttered up for a favor, and is stunned…

I loved so many of his performances. And I know Hawkeye and the chicken is what always gets the attention whenever Goodbye, Farewell, and Amen is mentioned, but Charles and the musicians was the story that really moved me, which was due mostly to how well he played it.

I’m bothered by the fact that you tried to be fancy and used “whom” when you should have used “who.”

I’m sure this Baked Alaskan pile of shit is a real pile of shit. But I hold a deep-seated personal hatred for Sargon Of Akkad, and the rest of the goddamn Youtube MRAtheist shitstains, like Thunderfoot and the Amazing Atheist. It’s like they all got bored debating creationists and decided to take a hard right turn…

This movie just never gets old, and is never less than hilarious. I must have seen it ten times and am looking forward to it again soon...

Yeah. This scene at the dinner table, when Falk talks about his adventures in “the bush,” is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen in my life. Falk is magnificent, but Arkin is every bit as great. My friends and I saw this movie the night it came out. We were screaming over it. “Waving these crudely-fashioned…

Serpentine! You’re doing great, Shel!