I saw ACFW last Thursday night, partially because I liked Dowd's review and partially because I was alone on the road for work.
I thought that it had some good visuals, but overall the movie left me with a big shrug. The story is too simple, there's no big twist or mystery to figure out, and the film is WAY too…

Concur. Those seven seasons of 30 Rock aren't going to watch themselves, you know!

Pining for the fjords

"One Ping Only, Internet"

And sadly a mere five years after its creation, guns were being fitted to the Nobel Prize….

A Boy Named Charlie Spiering

Why not "Blondage"?

This girl has to be Fenster's li'l sister.
"She'll flip you. She'll flip you for real."

"Bigly Piggly" was right there.

"Special Forces, Unit Black Blight"

Philip Aloysius Simms Plissken

This is a fantastic entry rivaled only by The Compleat Philip Sims .

See, I could appreciate that. Like George Costanza eating ice cream…

It's just become so cliché. You always start to get the shots of owners later in each half as the stakes get higher.
Why not at least mix it up? Let's see a reaction shot of Jerry Jones right after his latest domestic-violence poster child is flagged for a personal foul.

I can, and will, continue to complain about it.

It's the Packers' Barrel Checkers Santa's chimney.

I've said it before; I really wish the broadcasters would stop with the obligatory team owner shots.

Whoa, now.

poor porcupines.

Sometimes I'll put a big blob of p.b. on my cereal. It's pretty good with Raisin Bran or Rice Krispies.