“Hey Melvin… wanna make a buck?”
Early reports indicate that the film will be sorely lacking the body mass x-factor of Predator.
See it if you’ve read the book. See it for Affleck’s dong. We don’t really care why, but just go see Gone Girl.
Does Jon Cryer really have the torso of a 13 year-old boy and the head of a brontosaurus?
Tusk stretches its wafer-thin premise far beyond its breaking point, and the result is an all too long inside joke that looks like a poor man’s Wes Anderson directed a homeless man’s Human Centipede.
Nice try, Lorne, but this still doesn’t make up for the firing of Brooks Wheelan.
The questions that still remain are many, but minor in relation to the brilliant, hopeful manner in which season one resolved.
There’s only one way to celebrate this news. Commence with the music videos!
Laurie speaks, Kevin cheats, and a deer wreaks (havoc) in the first season’s penultimate episode.
Sheriff Kevin Garvey is going full-on Fight Club, or at least that’s what last night’s episode of “The Leftovers” would like you to believe.
Robin Williams was a walking, talking stream of consciousness, an errant television signal from another planet that had (barely) been contained to a human vessel in some sort of freak accident. We’ll dearly miss him.
Prophetic hallucinations, a crazy old man on a rampage, and the May 1972 edition of National Geographic were at the center of last night’s The Leftovers. I still have no f*cking idea what this show is about.
You can tell a lot about the intentional misspelling of a word in a film — mainly, that it is poison and should be avoided at all costs.
Gunshot fetishes, Slayer’s “Angel of Death,” and a brilliant performance from Carrie Coon highlighted an incredibly strong episode of The Leftovers this week.
Many brave souls were lost in the worst shark-infested weather catastrophe to hit the Big Apple since The Great White(Shark)out of ’84, so it is in memoriam that we pay tribute…
The tl:dr version: Gloom, doom, and a good old fashioned stoning highlighted television’s consistently most depressing show.
Heavy-handed metaphors were ripe for the picking in last night’s Christmas-themed episode of The Leftovers that was anything but Christmasy.
No word yet whether or not the creators of Greg the Bunny will turn this into a threeway sue-off.
By Jared Jones HBO’s The Leftovers is a pretty damn good show, and you should probably be watching it if you aren’t already. We’ll be doing weekly recaps of the…
By Jared Jones Being that this is 2014 and you have Facebook, you’ve likely heard by now about that Texas cheerleader who posted several photos of herself alongside endangered animals she…
By Jared Jones The conjunction-heavy Dawn of the Planet of the Apes hits theaters this weekend and is all but guaranteed to dominate the box office. Why? Three words: Oldman, bazooka, monkeys….
By Jared Jones After a year-long creative dispute with Miramax co-founder Harvey Weinstein — the man Gary Oldman would likely refer to as Hollywood’s H.J.I.C (Head Jew in Charge) —…
The fact that Hobo with a Shotgun isn’t going to win a single award is a god damn travesty.
Why? Because we’re the only one’s with the balls to do it.
Should we watch Cars 2 or Girl with the Dragon Tattoo?