The ending of this movie (the actual event from 1988) is one of those scenes that show real determination.

Oh, SNAP!

Sometimes you have to *slap* them in the face just to get their attention!

I'm wholly with you, except I don't feel like an apologist - that's probably too strong a term. The movie needs no apology.

Human J. Manperson's joke was too subtle - I'd suggest that Human J. Manperson expands slightly on Human J. Manperson's theme in order to make Human J. Manperson's point clear.

Hipster Nazis, with their toothbrush moustaches and soul patches. Fuck 'em.

"Scrooged" works as a modern re-telling of Dickens, and it's nearly the appropriate time of year to watch it again.

"This movie was nowhere near as good as I'd been led to believe" was going to be my approach, but well done.

I was expecting/hoping for something a little more salacious

[sends internet well wishes]

And you get an upvote! And you get an upvote!

I liked it so much, I up-voted your comment.

I don't know. It's not something that one would search in Google on a work PC really, is it?

Damn, dirty apes.

pw7229 did, above, as has JokersNuts, below.

Blanket forts are better than pillow forts.

I trust that you are not speaking from a position of experienced authority.

Here, scrappy, watch Hugh Laurie singing it instead. From back in the day:

The Simpsons still has some class. That's nice.

I wondered what that shadow was - I work on the edge of The Close in Salisbury, and there was an ominous umbra early last Monday morning. I just assumed it was my hangover.