Hogwash. My name is Dullard McDullington and I'm an accountan —- wait, wait, what?

Looks like Hill was in the right placenta at the right time.

Zing.

It's a deflated plastic weird-ball. If you look at the top of it, you can see it's concave - fully inflated, those "spikes" that are turned in on themselves would be fully erect on the sphere.

It's like the same as a political "red/blue" map.

Looks silly. But, that being said, it's awfully nice to see Joel Edgerton get more roles - he's a hell of a nice bloke.

Pitfall really ground my gears back in the day. There was an offer for some kick-ass Activision swag if you beat a certain score, took a picture of the screen and mailed said picture to the game people. After a feverish weekend of doing nothing but playing Pitfall, I finally achieved the goal! I took a picture and…

Probably suffer. And realise that your longings for self-pleasure are sinful, sinful feelings. Suffer in pain and shame!

You must be a pretty big hit at parties ... You remind me of Krank in The City Of Lost Children, where he walks into a room and all the candles on his surprise birthday cake simultaneously extinguish. Seriously, do you have any joy in your life?

I'd take that site with a grain of salt. He did, after all, write, "Watch Ratatouille to see how intelligent rats are."

Oh, at the Melbourne Int'l Film Festival. Last Sunday. I highly recommend it - it's one of the better horror films that have been released lately. One third goofy, one third genuinely disturbing, and one third batshit terrifying. Definitely check it out!

Glad this guy isn't an Australian - he'd be bloody thirsty.

A couple of years ago I helped a florist friend provide the orchid blossoms and sundry flower arrangements for a model who was to be the "platter" for a nyotaimori party at a sushi restaurant in San Francisco. We just draped different flower arrangements over key parts of her body, well before the chefs came out with…

Eesh, reminds me of one of the stories in VHS.

Oh for Christ's sake people - it's rubbish fast-food processed chicken? Are these people genuinely serious about being conflicted regarding the trash they put in their body? Chances are, that Chick-Fil-A off of Route 73 has about three dozen other restaurants right next to it on that turn-off - do your freaking…

Out of curiosity and speaking of apocalyptic scenarios, whatever happened to that panda apocalypse film? Did that ever get made, or was it just a dream?

I wonder what the first American film to use the word "fuck" was.

Youch. Sorry you had such a bad experience! I used to have a cat who occasionally drew blood - but nothing ever that bad! Yikes. Now I'm second-guessing adopting a kitty.

"And dispose of the whale as humanely as possible."

Uh, Cut Copy is from Melbourne, Victoria - not New York.