Jacket

What!? No leather high heeled boots!?

Dennis — Mon, 29 Sep 2008 19:37:12 -0400

I can't decide if I'm going to be angry while writing this review, or effected, in a witty, ironical way. You see, in 'The Notorious Bettie Page' there is a suit-up scene. Well, of course there is. It's on this page, isn't it? But it's not the suit-up scene you or I thought it was. And I guess for that reason, I feel duped. And perhaps a little disappointed, in a perverse kind of way. I mean, c'mon, it's Bettie Page, the fetish icon of the 1950s.

You Want to Die With a Man's Gun, Not a Little Sissy Gun Like This, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Embroidery.

XyZy — Mon, 27 Oct 2008 20:40:51 -0400

¡Three Amigos! is one of my all time favorite comedies. The script is packed full of hilariously absurd situations and memorable one-liners. And even if you don't really like Martin Short (which I don't) and have been disappointed with Chevy Chase since his SNL days (which I am) and wonder why Steve Martin can't always be The Jerk (which I do), their performances and timing here is priceless. Also, there's an actor named Fred Asparagus and it makes me laugh every time I see his name in the credits.

Suiting up for the organezized 187, courtesy existential crisis, OR: how's life in the pimp business? Suck on this!

Tina — Wed, 17 Dec 2008 16:49:25 -0500

Soren Kierkegaard had a theory about the angst-rich idea of identity, the malcontent and drudgery that made T. Yorke want to explode. "Ceasar or nothing!" yells his metaphorical man, a man who so desparately wants to be not-himself that the mere existence he lives as himself screws grief to the seat of his drawers. He longs for this most lofty of titles as his most swayed opposite, the most extreme version of his would-be self (all the better for the histrionics, my dear); his lack breeds a despair that creates a "disrelationship" between the self and the concept of self.