See, this creates an enormous ontological issue for me. If something can only be scrutable by dint of its inscrutability, then one must define inherently the insrutable-ness of things, and at this point we’re dealing with Hegel. And Hegel frightens me, frankly.

Sinbad has been my GOAT ever since his Eric Andre appearance, thus I take his opinions on sandwichness as gospel. This topic is closed, people.

Obviously Pence can’t even type without his mother present, given that O’s look suspiciously like vaginas.

Scrutable still disappoints me, though. If something is scrutable, why can’t I scrute it?

Ah shit, I forgot the obvious one.

Some possible counterexamples, but I don’t know for sure...

I literally just had a transcription house complain that I need to stop using [sic] tags because, and I quote, this professional transcription house “does not know what sic means.”

I have disturbing news for you both:

TNG provides us all the best fruits.

“Waka/Jawaka” and “The Grand Wazoo.” If you want to get a bit in the weeds, in terms of hippy blues, there’s also “Hot Rats.” Likewise “Uncle Meat.” And if you want to get full-out classical/pretentious, there’s “The Yellow Shark.”

Man, this is why I occasionally love comment sections.

LOL. Okay, I had to respond. I had all these punk friends in college, and I made the *profound* mistake of admitting I like the Beach Boys. My point was that in “Summer Days” you could find most of the preliminary structure of punk songs, and that in “Pet Sounds” you could find the profound alienation that informs the…

Agreed. It kind of bugs me, because people my age *hate* Zappa. And they’re not wrong! The mid ‘70s stuff through the rest of his career is indigestible at best. But man, “Uncle Meat” through “The Grand Wazoo” is so, so great. And it’s so, so hard to convince anyone...

You take out that “small doses” part, and I’m on board. I know it’s cliched, but “Shiny Beast” on acid was one of the most profound musical experiences of my life.

Zappa gave me “Waka/Jawaka,” arguably one of the greatest fusion albums of all time, next to the contemporary contributions of Herbie Hancock and Jeff Beck (“Man Child” and “Wired,” respectively). I also find “The Grand Wazoo” interesting, and, I mean, “Hot Rats” has Captain fuckin’ Beefheart scatting on one of its…

Fuck yeah, an Interstate ‘76 reference.

Post-”Raiders” Spielberg. I’d give him “Poltergeist” too, but ‘technically’ it was directed by a coke-fueled Tobe Hooper. And now that I think of it, the last ten minutes of “Poltergeist” are so silly it probably downshifts to a B+, anyway.

The most entertainment I ever got out of “House” was witnessing how much it pissed off my neurologist father.

“The Inner Light,” certainly. I’d also nominate “Cause and Effect” and, to a lesser degree, “Remember Me” and “The Nth Degree.” There were also some excellent DS9 episodes, but I’m not familiar enough to remember the names.

Manhunter is a solid A, and the director’s cut is A+. Otherwise I agree.