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Posted: February 5, 2011 at 8:19 pm.
Feb 5
8:19 pm
Nov 23
2:38 pm
The Cliche Family in Television Land (via MichaelMartinTheShow)
A parody of 1960s commercials, made in the 1960s.
Posted: November 23, 2010 at 2:38 pm.
Oct 30
8:04 pm
This is a re-imagined Donald Duck cartoon remix constructed using 50 classic Walt Disney animated shorts from the 1930s to 1960s. Donald’s life is turned upside-down by the current economic crisis and he finds himself unemployed and falling behind on his house payments. As his frustration turns into despair Donald discovers a seemingly sympathetic voice coming from his radio named Glenn Beck.
Will Donald’s feelings of disenfranchisement lead him to be persuaded by his radio’s increasingly paranoid and divisive rhetoric? Or will our favorite Disney duck decide that this voice is not actually on his side after all? Watch and find out!
YouTube - Donald Duck Meets Glenn Beck in Right Wing Radio Duck
Posted: October 30, 2010 at 8:04 pm.
Oct 14
2:47 pm
Aug 20
6:13 pm
Aug 6
12:34 am
M. Night Shyamalan Finally Made A Comedy
Shyamalan’s true achievement in this film is that he takes a thrilling cult TV series, Avatar: The Last Airbender, and he systematically leaches all the personality and soul out of it — in order to create something generic enough to serve as a universal spoof of every epic, ever. All the story beats from the show’s first season are still present, but Shyamalan manages to make them appear totally arbitrary. Stuff happens, and then more stuff happens, and what does it mean? We never know, because it’s time for more stuff to happen. You start out laughing at how random and mindless everything in this movie is, but about an hour into it, you realize that the movie is actually laughing at you, for watching it in the first place. And it’s laughing louder than you are, because it’s got Dolby surround-sound and you’re choking on your suspension of disbelief.
Posted: August 6, 2010 at 12:34 am.
Aug 3
6:21 pm
Jul 27
9:43 pm
Just perfect. Not to get all boys-vs-girls, but when you think about what the dooz in the original fight club were reacting to, then compare to what women in the Jane Austen era (and eras before, and, actually, eras after) and… yeah. So. Whatever, Tyler Durden.
Posted: July 27, 2010 at 9:43 pm.
Jul 13
8:59 pm
And in the First Season, that Country Didn't Even Exist
…There are some shows that go completely beyond the pale of enjoyability, until they become nothing more than overwritten collections of tropes impossible to watch without groaning. I think the worst offender here is the History Channel and all their programs on the so-called “World War II”. Let’s start with the bad guys. Battalions of stormtroopers dressed in all black, check. Secret police, check. Determination to brutally kill everyone who doesn’t look like them, check. Leader with a tiny villain mustache and a tendency to go into apopleptic rage when he doesn’t get his way, check. All this from a country that was ordinary, believable, and dare I say it sometimes even sympathetic in previous seasons. I wouldn’t even mind the lack of originality if they weren’t so heavy-handed about it. Apparently we’re supposed to believe that in the middle of the war the Germans attacked their allies the Russians, starting an unwinnable conflict on two fronts, just to show how sneaky and untrustworthy they could be…
Amazing. Read the whole thing at the link.
Posted: July 13, 2010 at 8:59 pm.
Jul 5
8:19 pm
Tiger Beatdown › Fond Memories of Vagina: Martin Amis’ The Pregnant WidowHe inserted his male attachment into the female adapter, and watched his progress bar creep across the screen. The green line’s smooth rationality was undercut by the capricious time estimates that were careening wildly across the spectrum of likely endpoints. Five hours. Three minutes. Twelve minutes. A day. He thought of organized sports, for some reason.
Then, at last, the apex! The timer was counting down reliably from thirty seconds, the bar was filled with vigor. He hastened to his appointed destination, only to be distracted by a notification window (ERROR 739: FEMALE ORGASM NOT FOUND.) He felt his baud rate begin to slip. In a panic, he closed the window and pushed it from his mind. And then there it was: le petit écran bleu de la mort. He defragmented into a million bits of solitary pleasure.
Posted: July 5, 2010 at 8:19 pm.
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