I must have misheard the Sucklord.  I thought he said:  "And if that’s a little bit too abstract or LITERAL or preachy or PSA, I don’t give a fuck."  —Which, to me, made his "this-week's-Bullshit-Performance-Art-designed-to-make-me-an-invaluable-show-dynamic" all the more grasping-around and desperate-seeming. …

Finally!  The "Llama" companion-piece to "Elephant."

The Spoiled Fagenbums:  Did anyone else catch the vibe that the
animators were attempting to (unsuccessfully) pull-off Wes Anderson-like
dead-on centered compositions and various character’s “personal costumes/uniforms”?

And infinitely worse than Pi.

No, it's the sequel to "12 Angry Men."

Roland "My-Last-Name-Sounds-Onomatopoetic-For-Vomiting" Emmerich deserves a genius to hurl insults at his filthy empty soul.  So, allow me to introduce a few such shreds, Madlibbed with some assistance from Mr. Shakespeare himself:  (enjoy)

So…this is the movie that bitches significantly that a cup of coffee costs four minutes; but they couldn't spend more than twenty minutes on the screenplay.

Here's perhaps the most successful exploration of the themes and questions raised in both "Small Potatoes" and "The Four of Us Are Dying":  (the elegiac French film) "They Came Back."

When I first walked into the livingroom, after hearing "Benjamin's" voice and unusual vocal rhythms from the kitchen, and I half-glanced over at the Tube —my instant reaction was:  "Shit, Ron Swanson shaved his 'stash."  Next I thought:  "This is the guy to play Ron's kid on P&A."

A performer so bad that spacetime itself is distorted, and the cast of Seinfeld was somehow able to review Drake's performance years in advance:

I don't think Adaptation applies at all:  The film ends with "Kaufman" figuring out how to write his movie…and driving home as beautiful foreground flowers "grow up" into the "cityscape street scene" in time lapse to ultimately dominate the frame —as the Beach Boy's "Happy Together" plays on the soundtrack:  The…

I would say, however, that although each subsequent perspective gained on Kane's "history" throughout the movie deepens "our" understanding of him (and his often dichotomous actions and complexities), that HIS last thought when passing was of the joyous innocent playful moment that happened an instant before mad…

Clitorally?

No, that's a tilt, vertical track move/crane shot/or dolly up, dolly down.  I've been a working Director for decades, and taught Film as well.  You're wrong.  (Oh, and suck my dick for being an insulting troll with delusions of adequacy.)

And speaking of unhappy endings, I was at The Callused Palm Massage Parlor last night…

Ooh, ooh —TEACHER!  PICK ME, PICK ME!  Um…"The horror, the horror…"  (Not to mention, seeing Brando that fat and sweaty.)

Also also:  Showing that Mankind slipping on a banana peel is only funny from certain perspectives:  12 Monkeys.

All these sad endings…

Here's another dying flower:  Ironweed.

I presule you meant presume, and meant to include ANY side-to-side motion (or rotation on the camera's axis) in your description: Panning ALWAYS explores the horizontal environment…as it's "short for" PANORAMA.  Yeah, I bitched about this 'tromboner' earlier.  (I'm always surprised how many film-savvy blokes still…