Have these shows been on like fucking forever or how in Christ do you manage to get 19 seasons of The Bachelor under the radar?

3 kinda comes in two flavours—the theatrical one is pretty forgettable but not bad, and the "special edition" is worth a watch. I wouldn't recommend Resurrection unless you're a completionist though.

Short-sleeve turtleneck and make-up like a Dave McKean illustration?

Here's the problem—if they keep rebooting good films, people will only ever feel disappointed in them. Remake shit films and you can't lose. Well, money, you might lose money.

If/when I'm in the city with time to kill after work, I check out the university cinema, but it can be needlessly snobby about what it shows sometimes so it's hard to find something good on; but it's pretty good—they don't make you sit through a half hour of adverts and since they don't do food the floors are…

It's hard to make good left-field cinema when you shoot all your liberals.

Fuck. Yes.

Aw shit, now I feel bad for not paying through the nose for uncomfortable seating that's an awkward distance from the screen, doing the stand-up-but-not-so-much-that-I'm-blocking-the-view shuffle every ten minutes to let an incontinent child past, and taking a train out of town just to get there; shame on me and cable…

That's why I've only shit myself about eight times.

I can only assume Faith No More's first record in 18 years is basically what the entirety of part two is about.

Without John Candy's curves? I doubt it.

Scarier than a beloved comedy? Not exactly a high bar to leap—I'm pretty sure I could do an Eraserhead sequel that's a lot funnier than the original, too.

That doc's probably gonna leave me feeling pretty sore and humble, mostly in the back and ass.

That whole excavation just felt wrong. It sanitised a wonderful mystery.

Fuck Doonsebury. It's in The Guardian every day and it's the worst strip I ever experienced in my life. And I'm including Scorer in this shit.

La Roux's Trouble in Paradise is the only album this year (and probably the only one since Oddfellows nearly two years ago) that made me bust my wallet out on release day.

It's not hard to breathe verisimilitude into a character with no depth though. Glen hasn't had a viable function on the show since the first or second season, and is now just as generic as any other survivor. He's basically just plot device used to connect characters who might otherwise require actual writing to come…

Of all the people who could have died, WHY WAS IT STILL NOT GLEN

No Arkham, Kingsport or Innsmouth?

Raymond Chandler's The Long Goodbye. It's a beautifully nihilistic book that absolutely nails the jaded nature of a hardboiled anti-hero without resorting the cheap woman-and-drink route that Hammett usually took. It's easily the best work Chandler came out with. And then that last chapter happened, and thoroughly…