“Do you believe the President of the United States has sociopathic tendencies and if so, is it high functioning?”

“Donald has so many pathologies and they are so complex and so much co-morbidity… clearly he doesn’t seem to be interested in empathy so I think it’s safe to say, sure he demonstrates sociopathic tendencies and it’s equally safe to say that he is not high functioning at all and that is something that should give every person in the country pause. I mean, we are talking about a man who I do not believe could function in the real world on his own… A crucial reason that he’s gotten as far as he has is because he’s continually protected by what I consider institutions… he’s never been held accountable.”

AKA ‘We’ll Find Her When the Leaves Blow Away, Because I’m Not Raking Until Spring.’

Dan Taberski’s ‘Running from Cops’ pretty much encapsulated all 32 seasons. But so did the 2004 Old Dominion and Prosise-Johnson studies, as well as Kathleen Curry’s “Mediating COPS: An analysis of viewer reaction to reality TV,” in Journal of Criminal Justice and Popular Culture.

Encapsulated, as in marked the steel drum of it as toxic and reasoned a cement bath’d be best.

I remember this. There is no helicopter.

Excellent score, incl. end credits [Alex Descends into Hell for a Bottle of Milk].

Reznor and Ross! And Ayoade saves the day.

Pretentious obsequiousness? Is that even possible?

Seen it twice before. Better second time round. Fancy that.

I’m holding out for the shatter-proof whole-wheat taco shells.

Way more Strugatskiy material out there than expected, but there were two of them.

The Axis is still losing.

“The Coen brothers have expressed interest in making a sequel to Barton Fink called Old Fink, which would take place in the 1960s. “It’s the summer of love and [Fink is] teaching at Berkeley. He ratted on a lot of his friends to the House Un-American Activities Committee”, said Joel Coen. The brothers have stated that they have had talks with John Turturro about reprising his role as Fink, but they were waiting “until he was actually old enough to play the part”.”

“Speaking to The A.V. Club in June 2011, Turturro suggested the sequel would be set in the 1970s, and Fink would be a hippie with a large Jewfro. He said “you’ll have to wait another 10 years for that, at least””

Well, that poisons that well.

Enjoy this? Like, a lot? Does it get the ol’ midbrain a’vibratin’? Then you, o infallible adjudicator, will lurrrrrve this.

[1.] [that’s a ‘spam post’ apparently, tho this show was found after reading other comments on another show; comments which recommended -this- comic as well as other comics as tho the site were being used as intended.

mindblowing, right?]

Neat. First of the Thalia [muse of comedy and pastoral poetry]: A Texas Trilogy series, all set in the same north Texas town.

1961: Horseman, Pass By – adapted for film as Hud
1963: Leaving Cheyenne – adapted for film as Lovin’ Molly
1966: The Last Picture Show – adapted for film as The Last Picture Show

And then The Last Picture Show double features as the first of a pentalogy centered upon Duane Moore.

Skip the opening credits [horrid] and the 7th ep. [filler], and it’s pretty damn fine.

This is not the snake jazz I need.

You’d even bore illegitimate twins.

You know, for kids.

New theme song same as the old. Somehow, tho, Cheech Marin is much less of a surprise than Don Cheadle!

…

Misses the mark. It’s no The Embryo Hunts in Secret, Tattooed Flower Vase, or A Lonely Cow Weeps at Dawn.

AKA Litotes, Eh.

Demetrius: Villain, what hast thou done?
Aaron: That which thou canst not undo.
Chiron: Thou hast undone our mother.
Aaron: Villain, I have done thy mother.

Now we’re talkin’.

A third season that doesn’t even require the first two. And now, The Nine Inch Nails.

Was everything I dreamed: Breasts of Unusual Size.

The location-specific covers that this prompted [Nigeria, Iraq, Sierra Leone, South Africa, UK, Germany, India, Italy, Russia, France, Barbados, etc] are themselves terrifically critical, even if some fail for going too light [Japan, Greece]. Glover did a great thing.

Surprisingly, not auto-tuned. Be prepared: Everybody dies.

Some nice musical choices at the start; disinterest thruout. Almost as tho the intent was to put the viewer into the flat zone of heavy medication.

Opening narration verbatim from the story; music by Colin Stetson. Two minutes in, here’s hoping it maintains. [using poor acting to its advantage, everything works forgivably enough except for the shot of the ‘homeworld’]

This is not Brad Neely’s George Washington.

A theme song Colbert just might let Trump use on the trail.

Skip the first six minutes, and it’s better than most.

Poor John Williams, made insane by his own earworm.

Star Wars had bloobies, once upon.

Falls apart midway, which is sad, cuz atlatls. Sadlatls.

The dark and better half of Larkin’s Aubade has prolly not been as well used.

At least Grant Morrison’s trying to earn enough juice to get The Invisibles made anyway.