That made me guffaw in a training class, because I envisioned "Poochy Ugnaught".

I've always wanted to see an Alan Smithee Star Wars movie.

You misspelled "greatest".

Just saw it yesterday, and, wow.

Some characters deserve riding into the sunset with a pretty companion by their side, and I'd have been happy for both Natalie and Major to get that.

Damn. Now I want that.

Damn. Now I want that.

Ahem.

That's a damned lie, because My Bloody Valentine 3-D is a masterpiece.

The Wife and I still talk about "chickens of the cave" to this day, so that's something.

From what I've read, Rob and Sandler have been on the outs for a while.

One of the very few films my Professional Movie Critic Buddy and I walked out of, because our time would be better spent drinking in the cinema bar.

Two uses of "fussy" and one "fussing".

This made me snort my late-night, drive-thru onion rings.

The classics never go out of style.

That's garbage, if you think a better solution is to be a celibate Quasimodo living in a psychic tower of his own making.

Don't dare drag the fantastic Tiny Tim into this.

She got fired, so….

I know how much y'all love to snark about the SWs, but it's solid advice in this instance.

NUMBERS OF VIEWS are clear indicators of quality and validity.