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 Oh, Frank Miller was on a role with 300 and Sin City. They were fun, but gritty, and they weren't so hammy that I felt myself snorting into my popcorn.

But he  kinda flew in on the FAIL! Plane with The Spirit.

The graphics were -- as always -- interesting. Costumes were bad-ass, etc. etc. But the plot would've made old Eisner cringe, and the ( Read more... )

RAMBO, YOU NEED SOME ESTROGEN TO CHILL THE FUCK OUT, BRO. THE 'ROIDS AND THE TESTOSTERONE MAKE YOU A SCARY, SCARY OLD MAN. TIME TO GET A WALKER.

AND WHY WON'T YOU HELP THOSE CHRISTIAN (+) MISSIONARIES IN BURMA? YEAH, THEY'RE DRESSED LIEK TOURISTS AND THEY DON'T CARRY GUNS, BUT C'MON, JOHNNIE BOY. DON'T YOU HAVE FAITH IN ANYONE ANYMORE?

EVEN THE ( Read more... )

Oh, my god, Dr. Horrible was awesome, but saaad. ;_;  So saad.  I will not spoil the ending except that everyone should see it. It's free. And short. And it features singing. By the pasty white guy from Undercover Brother and that captain dude from Serenity. And the jokes are funny.

And for Christ's sake, the villain's name is Dr. Horrible. He has ( Read more... )

You might not understand. For the last six months all I have experienced in this evil state is snow, cold, snow, ice, snow, rain, snow, cold, sunshine (wind), sunshine (cold) and then snow again. Today was the first day in a very long time that the temperature was actually 75 degrees fahrenheit, I could clean my car outside and I could actually ( Read more... )