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“Do, or do not. There is no Thursday, March 15.” – Yoda, looking at a current calendar
Antiviral looks promising, maybe? Unless it’s the Cronenberg family equivalent to Boxing Helena.
I always thought Rear Window, North by Northwest, Rope, Psycho, Strangers on a Train, and probably others, are all so much better than Vertigo, which gets creepy in an awkward way and slows down a lot in the second half.
And Lady from Shanghai is better than Kane.
Now you know!
Snore-kin’s latest walk-and-talk has all the weight of a fart, with extra stink.
(I can’t do this. I’m probably going to love this show. I even liked Studio 60.)
“Undercover Angel” by Alan O’Day. (Anybody?)
Let me jump in here, not to argue with anybody’s ironic mustache, but because this is the topic I came here to comment on, fully expecting to find 100% unanimous agreement among all sentient beings that Robyn was easily the most abominably wretched “musical” guest to ever appear on SNL, including Ke$ha, and instead finding, at best, some nuanced disagreement about the correct level for her pre-recorded backing vocals, as if the correct level could possibly have redeemed the abomination. People, I beseech you all not to settle for such dreck. It gets better (but not worse).
Thanks to today’s Here Are Some Afternoon Links, I discovered that my I.T. department classified TheSuperficial as a forbidden, X-rated web site. Oops! Also: really?
They finally moved Nasim from “and featuring” to straight-up “with.” So there’s that.
I will listen to my conscience, really freaking loud.