I'm raising a glass of Red Pop to the Gratiot shout out! Unfortunately, the apocalypse hit the D about 40 years ago and we've just been waiting for everyone to catch up...
Caught that slip, too...hilarious.
I also love the suggestion that the villain should be evil President Obama and his foodstamping henchman. From the party that would foist Christian values on the masses comes the vilification of a man who gives out food to the poor. Oops!
Outline for American History paper:
I. Elvis learned to dance from a young man with polio living in the Jim Crow South
II. America becomes embroiled in an endless war in Vietnam
III. Ping pong is popularized and offers a cultural bridge to China
IV. Hippies experiment with illicit drugs and wear sheepy coats
V. Apple computers are invented
VI. AIDS
Had to laugh at the gratuitously ostentatious (and I'm guessing underused) kitchens. Does one really need Louis XIV's wedding china to serve gummy bears and fudge?
For realz. At one point he had pigtails and glasses on his head and glasses on his face and a bandana. How many more do-dads can one have on or about one's head?
Sounds like a best new party game to me. Arnold's commentary on the AFI top 100, perhaps? "And so the man is sad for the burning of the sled and all that..."
It's great to see that Hollywood is finally giving a voice to the brilliant but tortured and misanthropic artists out there. Now if only the pesky, but lovable kids and their curmudgeonly neighbors and inspiring but controversial teachers would get their due.
Also, did you know this was originally titled "Another Bullshit Night in Suck City" based on Flynn's memoir? And, apparently, based on the memoirs of everyone's fourteen-year-old son?
Flawless as always, Gabe. But particularly with regard to this "Top 16" business. Everyone who got kicked off kept saying, "I was disappointed to not make the top 16" as though somehow there was another larger pool of candidates which they had beaten previously. I'm not on the show either, so I guess I'm pretty bummed I didn't make the top 16.
Work of Art is the absolute best. There's more crying, nudity, accents, pretension, wacky hair, misuse of theoretical terms, angst and quirky glasses than a cocktail party at James Franco's.
I'm fairly certain this will make its way into his doctoral dissertation, "Stellaaaaa: Performing Tennessee in the (post)Modern Landscape of My Mind, Part Deux (ex machina)"
"A sense of the Renaissance, when things were more simplified and perhaps more noble." 'Cause if there's one thing we all know about the Renaissance...it was simplified. And nothing says "simplified" like "chaos." And nothing says "chaos" like skulls and snakes, pens, Italians, stallions, ink and fire. What's not to get?
You did it! Thanks, Flully. You have more than lived up to your namesake. (Which makes me the passengers on US Flight 1549 and the internet a flock of birds, I guess?)
I thought for sure Gabe would mention Kevin's having blown off MIT to become a tenured professor of Pork Studies. Just think, if Kevin had stuck with MIT and then become a chef, he could have used his smarts to locate the best pork (or weather balloons) scattered randomly over the United States.
This is also the second time in recent years that the film industry has risen up in support of Polanski. Remember when he won the Oscar for Best Director for the Pianist? (when clearly it should have gone to Rob Marshall). Everyone was all boo-hoo that he couldn't be there to collect the award himself. I didn't know the Academy handed out honors postrapeously.
Agreed. I thought the sketches were mostly recycled material from past seasons (sometimes way past--did anyone else think the Bladdivan commercial smacked of "Oops I crapped my pants" and "Urigro"? Okay. We get it already.) Also, it seemed like instead of coming from clever sketches, most of the laughs were from people doing weird voices. It seemed like the actors just said "I do this one weird voice" and everyone said go for it.
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