I like Lauper's song on the soundtrack a lot, too. "I got a hole in my heart that goes all the way to Chi-na!"

I read the first half last year, and I've been meaning to get back to it at some point. I admit, I generally just skimmed Gilmore's letters.

I have a copy of Zweig's autobiography, The World of Yesterday, but I haven't gotten around to it yet, unfortunately.

Or, as most people know it, that weird public domain cartoon that's inexplicably playing on everyone's TV in other movies.

After watching it, I was trying to think of Masterpieces of Cinema that feature fart jokes. The only other one I could come up with is Fanny and Alexander. This would make an excellent Inventory.

I read, among other things, a delightfully absurd little short story called "Nixon in Space", which was recommended by Jonathan Lethem. Read it! It's funny! It's short! And it's about the United States rallying around the idea of sending Richard Nixon to the moon!

She was better in The Wizard.

Whoa, this outpouring of love for Troop Beverly Hills from you and @avclub-5e5e0bd5ad7c2ca72b0c5ff8b6debbba:disqus and @avclub-29501df08e5d9ae59e432e4f188d3735:disqus is surprising. Admittedly, I wasn't paying very close attention, but a lot of it seemed to have an annoying LA Insider vibe.

It really is an incredibly beautiful film. And I love the way the film draws a connection between these two groups going to the Atacama for totally different reasons (and yet in a way, as the film argues, for the same reason).

Not sure if you remember this, but I mentioned Nostalgia for the Light to you many months ago. Glad you finally got around to it and liked it!

It was hot as shit outside this weekend, so I watched a bunch of movies.

I thought he was a sentient bottle of Mello Yello.

Then my work here is done.

Interesting, I didn't know there was a remake. The concept is solidly horrifying enough that even a mediocre version of it could still be pretty good.

Unlike some of the other killers we see in the movie, Congo is haunted by guilt over the killings. (There's one guy in particular who says guilt is a sign of weakness.) So I don't think Congo is a sociopath.

Describing it as "reenactments by the killers" is technically accurate,
but doesn't really get to the heart of what The Act of
Killing is doing. The movie eschews any sense of truthfulness
in the reenactments. It more or less admits from the outset that cinema
can't recreate the past. It's not about "reliving it for…

Haven't seen this, but Serrador's Who Can Kill a Child? is an incredibly effective nasty little horror thriller. It's really, really bleak. Well worth checking out for all horror/exploitation afficianados.

Hell yeah, The Innocents and Caged Heat are both masterpieces. Masterpieces, I say!

Paedophiles have more genes in common with crabs than they do with you and me. Now that's a scientific fact: there's no real evidence for it, but it is scientific fact.

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