A duck walks into a convenience store and asks the guy behind the counter, “You got any Chapstick?” The store owner says, “Sure. You wanna pay for it now?” The duck says, “Nah, you can just put it on my bill.”

I loved Night Court when I was a kid, and have caught some reruns as an adult. It holds up. He is the beating heart of that show. Bull, Dan, Ros, Christine, Mack, and others were great characters, but Harry Anderson grounded it, with his own sharp humor. Harry, Mel Torme, and corny magic tricks. 65 is far too young. I…

Aww man this is sad. He seemed like a really nice guy. I’ve been watching Night Court on one of those random antenna stations that plays cheap sydicated shows. It had a solid cast. And, of course that 30 Rock reunion was great.

Allow me to second Ignatiy’s opinion on Le Petit Soldat. It gets overlooked because it lacks the experimental qualities of Godard’s other films, but as a stylish, slyly humorous political thriller, it’s tough to beat. Not to mention its condemnation of torture is as relevant as ever.

Relevant.

Look, the ol’ “pivot to video”!

The American Hotels Association has also issued new rules banning the interviewing of new staff on the sets of major motion pictures. The reasoning being “it doesn’t make any sense” and “we’re not sure why peope started doing that in the first place.”

Suddenly going from Farrah to Frances Sternhagen might be a giveaway.

That same episode also included Miami Connection, which was also mentioned in this article.

Red Letter Media did a memorable episode of Best of the Worst featuring Deadly Prey, and they also covered the sequel, Deadliest Prey, in a later episode.

Also, the bad-ness tends to be spun out from extremely evocative descriptions or suggestions from the original movies. E.g, as Reese and Sarah hide in the parking garage from the police and the Terminator he sees her notice his brand and tells her:

Christ, I can just see him getting so frustrated that no one has picked up on his dumb stunt until finally having to just tell everyone the joke just so all the work didn’t go to waste. Good for you for throwing him a Saturday-afternoon bone, Hughes.

It’s almost embarrassing how much better Molly Ringwald threads the needle here than so many film critics who write about these things professionally. Her main takeaways seem obvious, but they so often go missing in this sort of discussion: That you can reevaluate art that you used to love in light of evolving…

I’m looking forward to the follow up, “You may have worn the wedding dress, but I’m the secretary he’s sleeping with when he tells you he’s working late.”

I think there was a Dissolve (RIP) article about the hypothetical James Cameron Jurassic Park years ago, so this isn’t exactly news. It sounds like it would’ve been much closer to the book in tone, but I can’t imagine anyone other than Spielberg making Jurassic Park.

But in the second book he got better.

Sounds like James Cameron was so preoccupied with whether or not he could include blue genital-haired aliens, he didn’t stop to think whether he should include blue genital-haired aliens.

Seriously. My reaction to this is as follows:

They’re not blurred out. That’s what the human face looks like in the future.