Because sometimes it's just easier to regurgitate things than to constantly come up with content to feed you vultures.
• First up: Chewy has a blog, and is even on MySpace. I guess it was just a matter of time.
• Speaking of things long ago and far away: Forbidden robot love.
• One of the coolest blogs in L.A.: all about the death and the Dahlia.
• Apparently, conservatives are happier than liberals. This seems pretty obvious, since liberals are more likely to be unhappy with recent election results and the status quo and push for change, while conservatives like hunting and tax cuts. Or something.
• I literally could not be more excited for this movie.
• If you live nearby, you should swing by Second Spin on Ventura. Really cheap TV-DVDs. Like stupid cheap. Everyone else, just do it online.
• The bloody, entwined shirts of Jack and Ennis have been bought for $100,000. In related news, Anthony Rapp's autographed copy of Rent went for a disappointing $10 at Starbucks.
• And how could I forget mildly retarded Batman?
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Los Angeles, California I'm a twentysomething white male with ambitions to be a professional film critic and generally spend my days getting paid to watch movies and write about it. I try not to think too hard about how I want to build my life around talking about other people's creations and not mine. A compulsive reader and stubborn cineaste, I take an often contrary stance to my more fundamentalist peers and upbringing by celebrating the pursuit of the good, and the Good, in life, love, art and film. If you watched enough episodes of a few TV shows ("The Hungry and the Hunted," "The Cut Man Cometh," "The Body," "Waiting in the Wings," "Out of Gas," "April is the Cruelest Month," "20 Hours in America," "Colonial Day" for starters), you would understand me completely, and you'd also realize that much of my worldview and philosophical insights are heavily influenced by fictional works/programs, and many of the good things I've said in my life are just a regurgitation of someone else's imaginings. I guess I was made to be a film critic. This Month
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Re: Thursday Clip Show
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Ivana
on Thu 23 Feb 2006 08:00 PM PST | Profile | Permanent Link
I apologize for not commenting on the post, but I wanted to tell you that I really like the format of your blog. I'm trying to change my blog and would like to add a profile box (ie. the info) and a picture (ie. the pic). How did you do that using Eponym's component feature?
My email is sweet (dot) yankee (at) gmail (dot) com. I'd appreciate any help you could give. Thanks and again, great blog format. Re: Thursday Clip Show
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on Fri 24 Feb 2006 05:47 AM PST | Permanent Link
Thanks for making fun of Anthony Rapp. I was able to find out that he'll be at a Barnes and Noble in Dallas on Monday night. Since Stacie and I are Rent fans, and she saw the original cast on broadway, this might be a big deal.
You make fun, but I AM THE ONE! -Darek Re: Thursday Clip Show
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melanie knox
on Fri 24 Feb 2006 08:59 AM PST | Profile | Permanent Link
... Attempting to do some good!"
Nice appropriate sign off, David. La vie Boheme, Mel Re: Thursday Clip Show
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melanie knox
on Fri 24 Feb 2006 09:00 AM PST | Profile | Permanent Link
I meant Darek. Sorry. :)
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