There’s still a lot to be done, and I mentioned last week that you should think about donating your DVD funds for the week (or month/year/millennia) to one of the humanitarian causes on the ground (like The Red Cross) helping out those victims displaced by some of the most inhospitable conditions ever (created). It’s not like these tragedies go away after a week, as certain repercussions last a lifetime (just ask my mother when I ordered Playboy as a wee lad of 14) for some. Think about it.
Stick it where the sun don’t shine
Douglas Adams’ book, The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy (enter CHUD’s contest here!), was one of those intergalactic space tales that I never got around to reading (same goes for the thousands of horrifically cobbled together Star Wars slashfic pieces), but did venture north by northwest to check out once it was adapted and slathered onto the local big screen. And I found it to be a little meandering plot-wise. You’ll most likely wish to check out Devin’s review here, where he expounds upon his ultimate confession: the film is mediocre, but not terribly so. That’s where the minor disappointment lands on its moon shoes (oh, how I wanted these), partly because the film was built up so by the internets community, whose liberal use of hyperbole makes even the most hermit of single men sound positively debonair, and partly because we were told – "don’t panic" by the filmmakers and their army of publicists. Perhaps it stems from my reluctance to get fully involved with the adventures of Arthur Dent and Ford Prefect and their intergalactic travels once they were accosted by those incredibly realized Vogons. Maybe it was my attention span, which waned and became all loosey-goosey during the films search for the meaning of life, in which I felt it dragged on for a bit too long. Or quite possibly, it could just be that I was just biased beforehand, but like I said, not having slogged through the sharp pages of Douglas’ writing before places me at some sort of disadvantage (let’s not bring up my Harry & Henderson feet while we’re at it). Either way, you’re probably going to form your own damned opinions and lash out against me, but in the end, though, they’re gonna blow up the Earth anyway.
Avoid love, if it all possible – with: audio commentary by executive producer and Douglas Adams’ Colleague Sean Solle, audio commentary by the producers and actors, some fake deleted scenes (way, way too-far-out outtakes), some real deleted scenes, the making-of The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, an additional guide entry, a sing-along and a set-top game: Marvin’s hangman. I must say, I’m feeling very depressed.
Let the groaning begin all over again, because your white-hot hatred and my gloating for Boston’s hometown heroes gets rejuvenated once more onto the Common(s) breach, courtesy of two of the unlikeliest people: Drew Barrymore and Brooklyn-born Jimmy Fallon in their film of Fever Pitch. The latter being a man whose acting abilities are … still forming. Needless to say, Rhode Island filmmakers The Farrelly Brothers, purveyors of lowbrow comedy hi-jinx, bust open their thousand dollar Hollywood shirts and expose their hairy lust of everyone’s favorite team to hate via Nick Hornby’s labor of football manlove (check out the Colin Firth version here). Lowell Ganz and Babaloo Mandel, the gruesome twosome that brought the public City Slickers and Parenthood, focus their story onto the story of man-child Fallon’s struggle to maintain his life while slobbering on two ladies: Barrymore and tha Sox. As he prematurely ejaculates all over everyone he knows, positively erupting about his naughty love for his (character’s) team, it’s only a matter of time before he’s got to choose between the two, or quite possibly, maybe come to a compromise on both? Oh, those formulaic equations, always so hard to figure out. Oh, and the Red Sox win! SOX WIN! Heads explode. Riots ensue. Someone, unfortunately, dies. Tragedy. Much like Fallon’s acting abilities.
Wicked pissah – with: two editions! Those battling the Big Dig can get: The Curse Reversed Edition, featuring audio commentary by Peter and Bobby Farrelly, a seamlessly branched extended Red Sox ending, 2 featurettes (break the curse and love triangle), 13 deleted scenes, a gag reel, a making-of scene (scene? huh?), an inside look into In Her Shoes and the theatrical trailer. The other version (discounting fullscreen, naturally), comes with everything above minus the inside look and the seamlessly branched extended ending.
For those about to rock, I salute you. Even if you happen to be a child with thousands of more practicing hours than I ever chalked up when I was trying, half-assed, to master the electric lady herself. I even kept calling the bass a fish of the highest order, oblivious to the intensive female genitalia power each stroke on the neck of rockosity had (thanks, Howard Stern and his Private Parts). Paul Green, local Philadelphia rock impresario, keeps it clean and teaches his own brand of rock to the kids, thus giving it back to the community and keeping our kids safe from pre-packaged nouveau pop-punk and winy emo kids. Green harkens back to the olden days, where Rock Gods were of the highest order – Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin, Joe Satriani, Pink Floyd and the Stones. And while Jack Black may have taught a bunch of privileged kids to great acclaim in Linklater’s School of Rock, Green’s Rock School (check out Devin’s interview here) had been kickin’ out all of the jams since long before these kids were even fully functioning, working day and night until a bunch of his protégés were invited to a massive Frank Zappa tribute in Germany. No word though on whether or not the kids actually understood Zappa’s absurd sense of humor. Many adults still don’t know either.
Save rock music, one kid at a time – with: audio commentary with director/cinematographer/producer Don Argott, producer Sheena Joyce and editor Demian Fenton and some deleted scenes.
Since we’re on a New England kick this week, Richard Russo focuses his parchment and paper on the lives of a Maine small town, Empire Falls. It has literally been on HBO for thousands of times each week, and you’d think with the steady stream of different choices and HBO channels that eventually I’d catch this thing in its entirety. Well, the answer is a resounding nada, but I always seemed to tune in when local piercing blue eyed diner owner Ed Harris gets a visit from his scruffy dad, the great NEWMAN, who, oddly enough, does not bring any salad dressing as presents. The cast also includes a plethora of titans, like Joanne Woodward, Philip Seymour Hoffman, Dennis Farina, Jeffrey DeMunn and The Fitchner. The one main thing everyone was discussing about this miniseries was its leisurely pace, the way it took time to bring across a point, an idea, or even a speech pattern that leaves the rest of the country a little cold. That could be why my friend told me that he turned comatose while watching, as this is the man who loves Stealth and xXx like no one’s business. The complexities of plot and building character don’t seem to stick on him, it’s all just action and sex and rock n’roll, which isn’t a bad thing. It’s only bad when your balding father wants to take those things away from you and ship you to an Alaskan military school. Or when you have to pick food out of NEWMAN’S BEARD, which, by all accounts should always be capitalized and spoken about how great it is.
A’yup – with: audio commentary by director Fred Schepisi and writer-author Richard Russo and a making-of documentary.
Todd Solondz pretty much suckered punched all of us in his insanely disturbing film Happiness (call Lara Flynn Boyle from CHUD here), which is also his darkly perverted masterpiece. But he didn’t stop there, and now his latest film, Palindromes (check out Devin’s review), made Devin say: "You may want to go see Todd Solondz’s new film, if only to pitch in to pay for his therapy." This time, the film opens up with the funeral of Welcome to the Dollhouse‘s Dawn Wiener, the bespectacled lass who just killed herself, followed by the segue into the life of Aviva, a young girl who doesn’t want to end up like her (8 different actresses play her throughout the film). She just wants to become a baby factory, pumping them out four at a time, shooting them into the end zone of awfulness. Solondz has Aviva loose her virginity, have an abortion, which translates into a botched hysterectomy, then journey away from her family into the arms and loins of a seedy truck driver (where she mutters the creepiest thing ever, according to Devin), where he promptly abandons her. Luckily for all of us, it continues, as Aviva is brought over to Mama Sunshine, a lady running a Christian house, complete with "an epileptic, a blind albino girl, a kid with Downs Syndrome, a dwarf with no arms." I wish I was making this stuff up. So, if you’re down with all of that development and situations that are definitely not for the squeamish or politically correct, Palindromes might just be up your alley, unless you’re a sexual deviant.
Does it hurt? – with: the theatrical trailer.
Francis Ford Coppola took on a number of projects in the eighties during a time of intensive upheaval, due to some unfortunate endeavors (One From The Heart crashed and burned as did so many of his other eighties films). One of those happened to be one of two S.E. Hinton novels – The Outsiders (its DVD is out next week) and Rumble Fish. Coppola threw his all into it (and it’s a lot of all), filming the entire film in black & white with splashes of color for dramatic effect, using time-lapse photography and the type of imagery that suggests a hazy dreamy world, a world of cinema. Now if you’re the type of person who sees that and thinks of pretentious, oh how wrong you’d be. Not that I’m pointing fingers, but Matt Dillion could be, forced into the situation of life not quite working out for his angsty teen and his gang of merry men. His familial unit slops down the hurt, courtesy of brother Motorcycle Boy (Rouke!) and father drunkard (Hoppah!), although using that noun might describe Hopper’s naming abilities. At least Dad isn’t going off into the jungles again, camera in hand, crazy eyes at the ready.
Vincent Spano is in this film? – with: audio commentary with Francis Ford Coppola, On location in Tulsa (yuck) – the making-of Rumble Fish (a featurette with new interviews with Producer Doug Claybourne, Cinematographer Steve Burum, and other cast & crew members), Rumble Fish – the percussion based score (Contemporary and archival footage and interviews with Composer Steward Copeland, Sound Designer Richard Beggs, and Director Francis Ford Coppola), some deleted scenes and the Don’t Box Me In music video with Stuart Copeland.
Palm Pictures is back at it again, adding to your lust of music videos and commercials and all-around creative minds with their Directors Series – Volume Two. This time, the warped minds of Mark Romanek (director of One Hour Photo), Jonathan Glazer (who made the stellar Birth and Sexy Beast), Stephanie Sednaoui, who is very French and Anton Corbijn, the man who helped guide the skinny nude bodies on U2’s cars for their One video. The set includes a wide spectrum of hundreds of music videos, ranging from barely legal Fiona Apple videos,Trent Reznor’s Perfect illegal substance, Eels hovering in an alley and Jamiroquai walking against gravity, something he seems to always do. Seriously, there are just too many important videos to speak of, and coupled with interviews, documentaries and other DVD shenanigans, well, there’s a lot of goodies to keep you occupied while procrastinating about doing something worthwhile. I’d call that sublime, although I’m not sure if it practices Santeria. Terrible, terrible me.
There are entirely too many special features to list without destroying your will to live (check out this previous Special Edition) and sally forth with this column and my bad seaman’s lingo. It’s in your best interest to just check out the whole entire set, and if you do end up shelling out your coins, the boxed set will save you a considerable amount of disgustingly dirty greenbacks.
A massively huge film of epic proportion, Ben-Hur: The Four-Disc Collector’s Edition (read Ian’s DVD review!) pummels all those who wish to view it with an intensely satisfying adventure, enough Biblical references to destroy a Coalition and copious amounts of barrel-chested Charlton Heston being overtly righteous to send even the most atheist of believers into the confessional. Purging all of your sins is a necessity, since William Wyler’s masterpiece if a film of breath and scope, filmed in a widescreen so grandiose, it almost rivals your former girlfriend’s vagina. It’s that stretched out and ready for action. Heston is the immortal Prince Judah Ben-Hur, the oiled and tanned thespian who is estranged from his bestest Roman friend Messala, even as the pair squabble over silly little things, like imprisonment and even the destruction and jailing of ones own family. Forced into a Roman slave ship, Ben-Hur whoops all sort of heroic ass, becoming Quintus Arrius personal assistant and learns how to take a meeting or two and get the right amount of foam in his double decaf latte. The highlight of this film, as any scholar and gentleman will tell you, is the chariot race to end all before it, and you must grovel and kiss the feet of those expert craftsmen who have fashioned an immaculate sequence that needs to be seen to be believed. On the biggest screen imaginable. I wonder if Jesus would show?
Deal with Messala your own way – with: AN INTENSIVE AMOUNT of Special Features! Discs One and Two have audio commentary by film historian T. Gene Hatcher with scene-specific comments from Charlton Heston (Hestons are the same as featured on the old DVD), New digital transfer from restored 65MM elements (this is the reason you need to UPGRADE) and a new music only track from the acclaimed score by Miklos Rozsa.
Disc Three comes out lashing its whip with: The 1925 feature-length silent version of Ben-Hur with a stereophonic orchestral score by composer Carl Davis. Disc Four has 2005 documentary: Ben-Hur: The Epic That Changed Cinema – Current filmmakers such as Ridley Scott and George Lucas reflect on the importance and influence of the film, 1994 documentary: Ben-Hur: The Making of an Epic hosted by Christopher Plummer, Directed by William Wyler – 1986 Emmy Award -nominated documentary featuring the last interview with Wyler before his death, Ben-Hur: A Journey Through Pictures – New audiovisual recreation of the film via stills, storyboards, sketches, music and dialogue, Screen Tests: Leslie Nielsen and Cesare Danova, Leslie Nielsen and Yale Wexler, George Baker and William Russel (these are great!), Highlights from the 4/4/1960 Academy Awards ceremony, Vintage newsreels gallery and the theatrical trailer gallery. Buckle under the weight of this awesomeness!
Like every other week prior to my first month figuring out what the hell I was going to do with the column, each week comes stacked, locked and loaded with more than enough DVDs to fully satiate your addiction. And because I have commitment issues with each and every title on a given day, make sure to check them out, lest they leave me for someone with more girth.
Duck and Cover
Steven Spielberg’s War of the Worlds is my favorite film of the year and now we can all watch the carnage unfold again on 11.22. Granted, fall is steadily approaching and I haven’t the wherewithal to see films early like your other CHUD brethren, but I’m confident it’s going to stay in my top 10. It’s a tremendously accomplished film, a testament to his abilities as the premiere visualist of the new millennia that he can adroitly craft images that burn into your retinas and destroy your thoughts with his slyly cunning filmmaking style. Make sure you point your browser to Devin’s review, or through the various interviews Devin had with iconic Producer Kathleen Kennedy (here), pint sized child star Dakota Fanning (here), visual FX guru Dennis Muren (here), Bob Roberts‘ Tim Robbins (here), millionaire writer David Koepp (here) and the half a billion dollar combo of Tom Cruise and Spielberg (here). The amount of sheer spectacle injected into War of the Worlds is astounding, as there hasn’t been many times where my mouth was agape and the whole theater was on the edge of their seats. Is there a horrible Bukkake joke in there somewhere? You decide. Even a lady next to me grabbed my arm in utter terror when the bodies started vaporizing into dust, an image instantly recalling several known atrocities across our modern history. When I pushed her aside and gave myself a cootie shot, it was then, in my third grade mind, that I knew this film was primed to explode. This was the ride. By the way, I stole that from EW.
Draw your plans against us – with: two editions. The standard edition, something Mr. Spielberg seems to be doing lately (after The Terminal), comes with the featurette: Designing the Enemy: Tripods and Aliens. The 2-Disc Limited Edition comes with that and: "Revisiting the invasion" (an introduction by Mr. Spielberg), the 4 part Production Diary (Part I and II – Filming on the East Coast and Part III and IV – Filming on the West Coast), 4 featurettes (The HG Wells Legacy, Characters: The Family Unit of War of the Worlds, Pre-Visualization and Scoring War of the Worlds), the feature "We are not alone" (closing words by Mr. Spielberg), previsualization, production design galleries, production photos and the theatrical trailers.
Tim Burton’s latest, the updating and reimagining of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (arriving on DVD 11.08), quickly and carefully divided those into many camps. Those willing and unable to divorce themselves from the reality Gene Wilder and his shifty eyes presented to them many decades ago, those who were on the fence and wanted to see something new (read Devin’s scrumdidliumptious review right here, even though that sounded sexual), and those who couldn’t have cared less. If you’re a member of the last apathetic category, shuffle along, asshole, nothing to see here. But, if you’ve been itching to see Burton’s take on it, I found it to be entirely soulless and mean-spirited. Not in the fun poke-your-eye-out way the original (which by no means is a masterpiece) presented, but at least it understood the general pathos of the man behind the frazzled furry hat. Johnny Depp, a man who’s been accused of weirding it up for the Hot Topic set, brings us another left-of-center character, this time one that has some intensive father issues, even though his dad is Christopher Lee (inspired casting, by the way). His Wonka is a man-child of the utmost prodding, completely devoid of the affections that come along with the territory of wishing to mold a child into his heir apparent. At least there’s a chocolate boatload of Burton signature touches, although after this and the sub-par Big Fish, I really don’t know where he’s headed.
Have vertically challenged people sing oddly updated songs – with: the two editions that are becoming standard fare. The widescreen comes with: Becoming Oompa-Loompa: see how one actor, Deep Roy, was turned into a multi-talented army of Oompa’s, Oompa-Loompa Dance Machine Challenge (Interactive Game) and a theatrical trailer. While the Deluxe Edition takes a bite out of all of the above plus The Fantastic Mr. Dahl: Learn about Dahl’s life story and extraordinary body of work, 4 scrumptious challenges for kids to play (Oompa-Loompa Dance Machine, The Inventing Machine, The Bad Nut and Search For the Golden Ticket), Attack of the Squirrels: see how they trained live squirrels to perform in the film, 5 making-of featurettes and the theatrical trailer.
Ron Howard used to be a man of vanilla intentions. His films were okay, but I felt like they could have been made by a handful of other accomplished directors whose feats have been blended into one another. I felt that his A Beautiful Mind, while a fairly good story, suffered from this syndrome. Then he went ahead and made The Missing, a film a hell of a lot of people here hate, but I think it marked a turning point in his abilities to tell a story. Cinderella Man, arriving on 12.06, continues his newly formed endeavors into actually using great people at his disposal, as the tools of his trade are being honed into a very exciting time for him. And believe me, after EdTV, I never thought I’d be saying this is such reckless abandon. But he pulls it off, using phone throwing Russell Crowe as Depression era boxing hero Jim Braddock, a man who fought for milk on his table and a family at his side. This is an underdog film all the way to the bank (even though it sputtered out before cashing in) even all the way to Nick’s ‘Old Reliable’ review. Coupled with the presence of BIERKO, a man whose amazing abilities to craft some of the most spectacular heroes and villains this side of COX, Howard’s boxing film helps cement its place into one of the better films of the year, even though he’s still molding his discoveries into something great. Here’s to The DaVinci Code (not being vanilla, that is).
Use the rousing score and uplifting theme for the dry eyes of the house – with: the regular edition, which has separate audio commentaries with Ron Howard, Writer Akiva Goldsman and Writer Cliff Hollingsworth, some deleted scenes with (On/Off) commentary by Director Ron Howard, 5 featurettes (The Fight Card: Casting Cinderella Man, The Man, The Movie, The Legend: A Filmmaking Journey, For the Record: A History in Boxing, Ringside Seats and Jim Braddock: The Friends & Family Behind The Legend) and a Kodak partner spot.
The Collector’s Edition punches your wobbly face in – with: everything above and additional deleted scenes with audio commentary from Ron Howard, a video diary: Russell Crowe’s Personal Journey: Becoming Jim Braddock (fists and alcohol optional), 7 more additional features (Focus on Script,
Creating the Reality, Russell’s Transformation, Inflatable People, Lights, Camera, Action: The Fight from Every Angle, The Sound of the Bell, The Human Face of Depression and Cinderella Man Music), some Braddock vs. Baer Fight Footage and a photo montage.
December 6th sees The Fantastic Four take their journey into DVD land, along with Star Wars: Clone Wars Volume Two and DVDtimes.co.uk has the skinny on the Sin City: Recut & Extended Edition, which should street on 12.13 (click here for more info). We’ll discuss it more once the cover art becomes official. Below is unofficial, much like the words I use to describe my imaginary girlfriend.
I ain’t no native, I was born here!
It seems like it was just Saturday where Russ was at Toronto (check it out! It was!), decreeing his satisfaction with Luc Besson’s production of Banlieue 13, a film that seems to fit into the kicking ass and running all out of bubblegum genre that was recently popularized by Ong-Bak and his Thai Warrior pummeling skills. So, knowing Besson, it’s perfectly natural that he return to Paris in 2010 and try and bring you some ass kicking on a futuristic level (minus actors who only play predominantly one role and scream with roses in their lapels). The city’s crime is out of hand and it has been walled in, the worst of which is the aforementioned title. Leave it to local idealistic asswhupper Leito (David Belle), to go up against the local crime lord, hopping, skipping, jumping rope and climbing walls in a certain je ne sais quoi, demolishing your ass into the ground and turning all of the putains into putains baisées. HkFlix.com has what you’re looking for, if you’re so inclined, so put ‘er there, and have your own ass kicked royally and without no (satisfaction). That’s a-what I say.
You lack discipline! – with: a behind-the-scenes feature, a photo gallery and some trailers. This is a Region 3 PAL release.
The French continue to concoct their horror stories with the 2002 film Malefique, in which four prisoners encounter a strange diary of a former prisoner who occupied the same cell at the turn of the century. The book contains strange connotations and magic spells (not from Merlin) that allegedly allow the now crammed in cell to escape from their own personal prison (and subsequent hellish Creed song). The synopsis, courtesy of diabolikdvd.com, tells it like it is, berating you with the harsh facts of life. It slaps you upside the head, just like grade school statistics, and forces you to accept these pithy words because it is simply a violent horror movie. Them’s code words for all y’all, especially those who can’t stand mangled grammar and sentence structure. Almost as if we were writing from our own word prisons. I’m sure the strange encounters the book brings will wrought forth some type of evil presence (maybe Donald Pleasance?), even though the big D has been dead for quite some time. That never stopped the Reaper from allowing those souls to haunt your dreams and your loins, though…
Klaatu, verata … – with: anamorphic widescreen and English subtitles. This is a Region 4 PAL release.
Can’t stop the bum rush
Kriss Kross said it right. CHUD’s been rushing all your asses with seemingly thousands of DVD reviews just this month. Have you been paying attention? Here’s what you most likely missed:
9/06: Crash (Eileen’s DVD review), Fraggle Rock – Complete First Season,
– Complete First Season (Devin’s DVD review), 3-Iron,
Lugosi Franchise Collection, Hammer Horror Franchise Collection, Calamari
Wrestler, The Sting: Legacy Series (CHUD’s DVD review is forthcoming!), The
Deer Hunter: Legacy Series (CHUD’s DVD review is forthcoming!), To
Kill A Mockingbird: Legacy Series (CHUD’s DVD review is forthcoming!), Greta
Garbo – The Signature Collection (Eileen’s DVD review is forthcoming!),
Innocents, MacGyver: Season Three, Toy Story: 10th Anniversary Edition
(Wade’s DVD review), House on 92nd Street, Somewhere
in the Night, Whirlpool, 21 Jumpstreet: Season Three,
in the Café, The Holy Girl, The Longest Drive, Millenium:
Season Three and Rocky and Bullwinkle: Season Three.
Check out last weeks’ Special Edition before killing yourself right here.
8/30: The Blues Brothers: 25th Anniversary Edition (Adam’s DVD review), Ong-Bak: The Thai Warrior (Dan’s DVD
review is forthcoming!), Sahara, Fire & Ice: Limited Edition,
(last) DVD review, for a while), Major Dundee: The Extended
Edition, Nip/Tuck – Complete Second Season (Nick’s DVD review), Tommy Boy: Holy Schnike Edition, Pretty
Woman: 15th Anniversary Edition (David’s review), Clueless ‘Whatever!’ Edition, Corvette
Summer, Hero at Large, Quick Change, Wise Guys, Gumball
Rally, Almost Heroes, ‘Stak Attack, Schultze Gets The Blues, House:
Season One (CHUD’s DVD review is forthcoming!), Roseanne: Season One, Lilo
and Stitch 2 (CHUD’s DVD review is forthcoming!), Curb Your Enthusiasm: Season Four,
of Silicone Valley, The Staircase (Devin’s DVD Rack
review) and Matt Helm Lounge. Read the Special
Edition you already forgot about right here.
The Bargain Bin Will Return
But not this week. It’s not too late to remember about the situation going on down South. It still hasn’t gone away, even though you might have wished it was so. People still need your help and consider giving as much or as little as you can. A good place to start is still Network For Good (click right here) or even the non-discriminatory Red Cross (click here).
And this isn’t me slacking off either, this is immediate. If you have to purchase something and have a wad of money burning a hole through your pocket – donate, then whatever is left, just click on the cover art. Amazon.com will take care of you. Thanks again. Maybe next week we’ll discuss deals. This week still doesn’t feel right with so many of our fellow Americans still displaced and needing our help.
You know what you are?
I believe Axle Rose said it best: you’re in the jungle baby, you’re gonna die … before Slash went off into riff heaven. Yes, Mr. Rose, we come to another end of this column and all that entails (maybe not death, though). No one asks me about the weekly images here – does everyone know where they’re from? It’s not like I hide them and am all secretive, that’s what the awesome Daily Graboid is for. So, let me know what you think about this rambling series of thoughts mashed together to form a column. Feedback is always welcome, even if you want to type in all caps and turn me comatose. Click below.
CHUD’s DVD team, even with some new reviewers, continues to pump out the quantity and quality into the stratosphere. Make sure to check out:
Discussion is a strange mistress, so play with it wisely, and talk the hell out of every title that we usher forth into your lives. Thanks again and – happy movie watching, you bastards.