Agreed, but this is a print interview, so any references to Bjork's emotions are, as you say, a "zoom in." It's not like the text of the interview conveys her emotions other than crying (there's no "she said wistfully" or *sigh* in there).

I'd be too busy telling my teenage self about all the freaky sex he's going to achieve and showing him pictures of the hotties he's going to be doing it with. Trust me, little man, you've GOT THIS!!

Manhunter is more cerebral; Silence is more visceral. I mean, jesus christ, Silence gets genuinely fucking SCARY near the end.

Can I just say how much that Pitchfork interviewed bothered me? On one hand it seems fairly feminist, pro-woman, pro-Bjork, whatever, but on the other hand it interrupts the interview about 50 fucking times to tell us that Bjork was crying, or tearing up, or sniffling, or getting glassy, or boo-hooing, or wimpering. …

I don't know what you mean.

He also traded "personal hygiene" for "homeless teeth" a ways back.

No, but I read there was some TV show this past weekend that showed someone actually eating a butt.

Here it goes: Beetlejuice isn't a fun movie. The parts with Keaton are fantastic and funny, but the rest of it is a frustrating mess, like only Tim Burton can achieve. As with Ron Howard's Nightshift, Keaton's youthful exuberance is what you remember, but the rest of Beetlejuice is boring and downbeat.

I've seen it twice now, and really disliked it the second time. I don't believe in any of the characters or their motivations, think the opening is so contrived that it's insulting (you can see the director saying, "I think I'll start by stealing that scene from Terms of Endearment"), and the action is generally…

I hear Eddie is and has been a full-blown drug addict.

Successive counterpoint: there are a half-dozen dispensaries in Anaheim only a five minute cab ride from your hotel.

Oh, and that ferris wheel is all chill until the first time your car swings. We almost shat our pants, it feels like the car's disengaged and is rolling towards doom.

Just the last time?

You're tripping. Disneyworld is waaay hotter, takes for friggen EVER to get in and out of (the line for the monorail at night is absysmal), and doesn't haven't all the dope rides of Disneyland (Casey Jr., Indiana Jones, Mr. Toads; etc.). And as I mentioned above, drinks are easily accessible in Disneyland whereas…

I was a DW kid, but a few times to Disneyland and it's not my favorite. Much much smaller, easier to navigate, more rides, and in the afternoon you can bust out for a five minute walk to a bar in downtown Disney and have four red bull vodkas before heading back in for the evening.

Right, and that was such an amazing surprise they gave those fools a Grammy for that shit. REAL INSTRUMENTS!! Mon dieu!! lol

I'm old, and when I was in middle school I'd come home every afternoon and watch 2 hours plus of MTV—countless videos like this, in succession with few interruptions, that rarely repeated. The amount of weird, awesome music I encountered daily was wonderful.

Can you imagine a "song" with "musicians" and a "chorus" topping the "charts" on the "radio" today?

Your post is the stream of consciousness discussion I have with myself whenever any new "reboot" is announced. Then I usually fart.

Tan Mom, Mo'Nique, Martina Navritalova, Kris Jenner and a dildo. And Rick Moranis.