I’m pathetic enough to enjoy the “likes”, but I get where you’re coming from.

He was indeed a major media figure, but this wasn’t a matter of him just gratuitously performing mass hypnosis. The early-’70s were times of heavy inflation and economic instability, and shortages and hoarding were common. I think Johnny’s joke and its effects were a matter of his “not realizing his own strength.”

I once sold a copy of the mid-‘70s unauthorized D&D supplement “The Infernax” in eBay for pretty good money, so a haunted DMG would probably fund an exorcism or two.

Indeed. And I believe that wasn’t just any “deep offscreen voice” but, in fact, Thurl Ravenscroft — original voice of Kellogg’s Tony the Tiger, and singer of “You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch”, as well as featured vocalist on the song “No Dogs Allowed” in this film.

I was about 8 when I saw the movie Snoopy Come Home, and I was smitten with the idea of traveling on foot — not having schedule or needing to be home by a certain time. Exploring and seeing things up-close, instead of flashing by outside a car window.

I wasn’t judging. Just observing.

For the record - my parents took me to a “live” appearance of the Banana Splits at Atlantic City’s Steel Pier circa 1969. There were no murders, but not much of anything else either besides a couple pre-recorded musical numbers.

Let’s start with the first story, which finds a woman with eyes in her nipples (this is never explained)

My Fair Lady and Mary Poppins arguably not only set the stage for the later movie version of Hello Dolly, but the broader ‘60s Hollywood phenomenon of Edwardian nostalgia, both musical and non- — Films like Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, The Great Race, Those Magnificent Men in Their Flying Machines, The Assassination…

It wasn’t really that they thought they were clean — it was a weird sense that cleanliness would be disruptive to the natural healing process. They believed that pus, for example, was a sign of the healing process at work. Nevermind figuring out germs, per se, but there’s a weird cognitive dissonance at work when you…

It’s a less rustic version of the stone money of Yap.

Things like lead that can shield against radiation do so by absorbing the radiation, and can indeed become too radioactive themselves to be functional -- I believe the Chernobyl series notes that the shielded suits used by clean-up workers had to be replaced pretty quickly. A lot of low-level radioactive waste in…

It was a little jarring to hear certain urban legends declared to be “fact” until I realized that the show’s definition of that term wasn’t “verified and documented” but rather “we heard this somewhere, rather than making it up, so who can say for sure that it didn’t happen.”

Indeed. The question in my mind being whether the homeowner was involved, or simply being pranked. If the latter, I suspect more than just the kid being involved. Unless its someone close to the victim, like a family member or close friend, I think most kids’ pranks are social affairs -- you want someone to laugh…

He’s just lucky Bloom doesn’t carry his bow around everywhere...

Indeed. And it’s not even the doing of his own stunts that impresses me, it’s his apparent ability to willpower through the pain. At my age of 55 I might be able to “do the stunts” (some, anyway — short bursts of activity under careful supervision), but I’d be much less likely to complete a scene after shattering my…

It’s definitely the cartoon that has given the distorted impression that Beetlejuice was ever supposed to be friendly or genuinely likeable. Anarchic and frequently amusing, he remains the unequivocal villain throughout the movie.

Alien 3 and 4 though...

He’s a fantastic craftsman, the quality of whose films often depends on who’s collaborating with him.

Guess I’ll grant you that one. I’ve only ever seen bits of The Last Picture Show, and Texasville not at all, but the former’s definitely critically “beloved”, if not exactly a cultural phenomenon.