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Absence makes the butt look rounder.

Also, I remember an interview with Patrick Stewart where they asked him why he did this movie and he talked about the level of hotel you get to stay in when you're working on an A-List movie and the gourmet breakfasts he was having. He was all "I get to eat salmon EVERY DAY!"

I recently re-watched "Lethal Weapon 2" and realized that if you had re-cut it from the point-of-view of the woman he seduces, it would be a horror movie without having to change his performance; he is an emotionally-unstable cop with a gun and rage issues who repeatedly demonstrates he doesn't respect the law or boundaries and physically restrains her until she agrees to go out with him. And she ends up dead. "Conspiracy Theory" is that idea x100. The fact that it is ever treated as a romance instead of a straight-up stalker nightmare story is an indictment of how much we were willing to excuse from Mel back in the day.

Thanks, I hate it.

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There's nothing like a good metaphor my Papa alway said and then would beat us when we pointed out that was a simile.

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Chapters include The Bird, The Asshole, and The Peeing Baby Diaper.

Ben Kingsley's career is so interesting to look through after he won an Oscar. Outside of a few standout performances like Sexy Beast, Schindler's List, and Bugsy, the bulk of his career have just been of the awful camp. You have Species, What Planet Are You From?, Thunderbirds, Suspect Zero, Bloodrayne, and War Inc, though the latter has one of my favorite scenes in a movie where John Cusack is "fighting" a motorized wheelchair bound Kinglsey by simply side stepping him, causing Kingsley to chide him and yelling at him "fight me like a dude, man."

If shawty sinks any lower, she’ll blow her onboard motor.

I’m bumping this because I would rather watch this than Velocipastor.

8 year old me thought this movie was the funniest thing ever, and I watched it at my dad’s house a million times. I’m surprised the vhs didn’t suffer a tragic “accident.” I still enjoy working the occasional “what does God need with a starship?” into conversation, though.