Quite.
Quite.
The People's Republic of Philadelphia agrees.
The left needs to abandon pacifism.
18 Brumaire, motherfuckers.
I recently saw Raising Arizona on the big screen—hosted by one-time AVC writer Sam Adams, actually—and was blown away again by Cage in that film. There's a moment where he's trying to look big and in charge to John Goodman's character, and he gives this little self-satisfied wink before getting his ass handed to him,…
Delicious the former, frequently embarrassingly racist the latter.
Ah—a Philadelphian, I see.
Oh, the original Frankenstein—it's not scary, but I think it's a beautiful and sometimes even funny film, and Karloff's performance is more sad than terrifying. Same with The Mummy.
The Wicker Man (original)—probably because I'd rather live on Summerisle than be a prudish, scolding cop.
Gotta love rentier capitalism.
As much as I would enjoy that, thecomments would be nothing but Dawkins-style atheists complaining.
I said Les Miserables—thought it was a quote from Javert. It doesn't help that I haven't read either book.
He'll never get a part like Scotty in Vertigo, but damn I'd love to see him try.
Ever since I watched Show Me a Hero last summer, I've been dying for a movie about this election starring Alfred Molina.
Not until you renounce the Queen.
Does anyone remember that one episode of Space Ghost that repeated itself three times in a row when it was broadcast? It ran for what, 30 minutes? 45? I remember watching that live in my college dorm's central TV in the lobby and wondering just how high I was. Answer: not enough.
Space Ghost: Where'd you learn to talk like that?
Get a job, Internet.
It really is! Say what you will about Asbury Park, but you can't go wrong at the Silverball.