I’d watch it but I’m certain it’ll be preempted by a football movie.

Guest was the one who came up with the concept in the first place (and co-wrote the original film with McKean, Shearer and Reiner).  I’m pretty sure there’s no sequel without his input.

I’d be happy to see Lynch return to direct God Emperor.  Cronenberg would be a good choice too.

He’s pretty good when he wants to be and has a decent script.  Can’t really fault him for taking 20 million to go on working vacations every so often with his dumbass friends.

Who the hell wants that?

Men: 2 Many Rories.

This is the correct answer.

As an actor, part of your job is finding a way into your character that’s true to your character.  There’s a saying that no one’s a villain in their own story and I think when an actor plays a villain, they have to be able to empathize in some way.

As much I loved Eastern Promises and History of Violence, it’s nice to see Cronenberg return to the weird existential body horror that he does best.

Hard Boiled has better action scenes (the warehouse shootout is justifiably considered to be among the greatest action sequences on film) but The Killer is a better film.

The whole thing kind of falls apart without the right lead. Actors with Chow Yun-fat’s charisma and presence are few and far between.

Boondocks did a whole thing on this

I think listening to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot for the first time after hearing the nearly unanimous praise for it was the first time I realized that I was starting to age out of the demographic that determined what music was “important”.

When asked for comment, Jim Beaver responded “Idjit”

Late 70s fashion was messed up.

I kind of hope he dismantles the whole thing and sells its component assets off piecemeal to other companies.

Well, dammit. If they actually printed copies of Jimmy James: Macho Business Donkey Wrestler I would definitely have him sign mine.

(Not a lawyer but I have done some research on the subject)

Yeah, but after they sang about LOTR, they had debauched sex and drug orgies that destroyed hotel rooms. They were rock and roll gods as far as the public were concerned.