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Closest thing I could find was "Rock and Shock Fest," which focuses more on horror movies and death metal. Seems like you'd have a bunch of people showing up as KISS or Marilyn Manson or someone iconically recognizable in costume. Otherwise, it'd be a bunch of dudes in long hair, sleeveless t's, and jeans.

Goddamn, was it not? By the time I concocted that theory, my rental had expired. I couldn't find clips or even photos of that scene anywhere, and I was NOT going to rent it again. JLS theory: Withdrawn. (Incidentally, I watched Jacob's Ladder for the first time last night. I can't tell if it's just because we knew the twist, but my wife and I basically agreed that it was telegraphed for the last 45 minutes or so) Doubt they'll play "Piece of Pie" since it wasn't a big hit, but that'd be my audition piece. But I don't have the requisite trackmarks for effective Weiland cosplay. To quote Dave Chappelle: "If a man cannot pee on his fans, I don't want to be in show business." This November will be the 25 year anniversary of that particular audience micturation. How's everyone going to celebrate?

1. This movie reminds me of a time my buddy dressed as Prince when he went to see Prince in concert. Prince saw him and pulled him up on-stage to sing "Kiss." He never took Prince's place or anything but still ... cool story. 2. My parents were (eventually) pretty supportive of music, kinda like Chris' folks. They came to gigs early on whenever they weren't late at night in some smoky bar somewhere. They're divorced now but they still each come out every now and then, at least when it's an especially cool gig. 3. Okay, this might seem random to most of you, but I can sing the shit out of Blind Melon. I honestly think I could do better than the guy that actually replaced Shannon Hoon. Stone Temple Pilots just got a new frontman, too. They're coming through town soon so I'll reserve judgment, but I can kill some STP, too.

You're good at Rock Talk. Although, I mean, you can just buy psychological validation ...

Alright, Smigg, here you go. I'd say you've earned it:

I don't think we've talked at all about how managing Steel Dragon is killing Mats. Jason says that the most obvious Jacob's Ladder Scenario is for Chris Cole to die when he falls down the stairs, but I think a case could be made that Mats is actually the one who dies. For starters, Mats has a whole portable ICU following him around on tour so he can have some kind of full body transfusion, apparently on a regular basis, so he can stay alive even while he destroys himself via rock'n'roll. And it's really after the moment when Chris sees Mats in this condition that the two of them become chummy and start hanging out together a lot. Mats becomes a mentor of sorts and shepherds Chris into the new life he's found himself living. But Mats also has a few interesting, revelatory lines, like when he tells Chris something like "Your job is to live the fantasy that other people can't." He also has a couple of lines lamenting the "party all the time" nature of the glam metal scene. Also, when he tells the story about how he left his wife, he claims that what motivated him to do so was a fear that his life had somehow been all planned out for him and that he'd spend his life working for someone else, worrying over things that don't matter. And he's clearly pretty listless and limited in his capacity as manager, fretting over the band's nonsense, so it might seem to him that managing a rock band turned into just the kind of job he didn't want. Who's to say Mats doesn't identify a little bit of that lost optimistic youth in Chris? Plus, he both pines over the family his ex-wife builds after he leaves and watches the deterioration of Chris' relationship with Emily. My JLS theory is that, as he slowly expires during one of his life-extending procedures (maybe even the one we see), he attaches to Chris Cole and plays out a proxy fantasy about a young, idealist rockstar who grows jaded with the artificiality of the hair metal lifestyle, leaving it behind for a more authentic existence where he stays with the first love and pursues grunge music realness ... a life where he really did carve his own path. He has Chris "live the fantasy that other people can't."

My contribution to the Zach Wylde lovefest:

So many things can go wrong with piercing, it's insane they tried that. To wit.

**No one will get this reference**

Honestly, while I was watching I said aloud "I wonder if Flight of the Conchords will make a cameo."

Pretty good for a sci fi musical

That's exactly what I mean when I say that parents do damage to each other. Every parent says the same thing ... 1. "Well, all kids are different and you shouldn't put too much stock in what other parents say ... " and 2. " ... but let me tell you about my experience." My wife and I always laugh at people who ask "What parenting books do you read?" Because we don't read parenting books, at all. We want our decisions to be based in our actual response to our daughter, not in what a book told us should work. Educating yourself is important but holding your child up to hypothetical standards does nothing but stress you out. Example: Our daughter never crawled ... she went from writhing around on the floor to cruising along the furniture. And the whole time, we were stressing about these developmental benchmarks and being told "Well, she's bound to start anytime ... but my child started walking right out of the womb." And nothing came from it ... she walks, runs, crawls, climbs ... you'd never know now that there was ever a problem. Same goes for what they learn from movies. Just pay attention and respond accordingly.

There's really no way of knowing what effect either media or your own instruction will have on a child. My parents were super-strict. I grew up on a farm with no cable or internet until I was almost in college. They had a very tight grip on my exposure to culture, and they would flip out if they found out that I had seen this movie or heard that music from a friend at school. I'm sure they thought they were just doing what was best for me, but all that did was make me actively seek out the stuff I knew they disapproved of, which caused rifts that still haven't been fully repaired. So I entered into parenthood feeling like I'd be the total opposite with my daughter and ... well, then she started going Dark Knight on her stuffed animals. So yeah ... the most important thing is to just be a guiding voice and a point of reason. This rest is up to the randomness of the universe and human experience.

Yes, in my experience. Boys and girls both are influenced by the imagery they consume. I have a daughter who is almost two, and already I'm amazed by the stuff that she sees and repeats. Then on the flipside, I see my two teenage nephews, whose entire personalities are an amalgam of catch-phrases, inside jokes, and fandom. The way they speak, dress, joke, and behave are all inspired from things they've encountered. And I frequently hear my in-laws say things like "I just don't know where they picked that up from." It's all really made me understand the limits of control I have over the ideas she is being exposed to. And a lot of those ideas come from pop culture (or, just culture, generally). To be fair, parents are crazy, across the board. And they do great harm to themselves and each other by being overly cautious. I don't think I need to hide violence from my child, but I do need to be there to offer context and perspective, or else she could learn the wrong thing. I was playing Telltale's Batman one day while my daughter was in the room, and later, I watched her snatch her Elmo plushie up and hold it against the wall by the throat, just like Batman does when he's shaking down a punk-ass in the game. So yeah, they learn, and I need to be there to explain that Batman can accost the punkass because he derives moral authority from his childhood trauma and his thunderous wealth (ok, maybe that's not the right lesson). When I was a kid, I remember the big controversy over Beavis and Butthead that erupted after a kid burned down their house while screaming "Fire! Fire!" in Beavis' voice. Then there's Lionel Tate, who killed his neighbor by accident because he didn't know that pro wrestling is fake. Yes, kids are idiots, but the "see and imitate" behavior is universal, regardless of age. Take this community -- we are all erudite, eloquent thinkers and writers, but we also partially communicate through memes and movie quotes. That's the same process at work: I see this, I like this, I try this, I use this.

THIS IS ALL I'M SAYING. Denis Leary's whole life was lifted from Bill Hicks' schtick! Bill even joked that Leary would probably give himself cancer after his own diagnosis.

Hey Paul, considering Denis Leary's demonstrable proclivity for ripping people off (does anyone remember Bill Hicks?), I'd say help yourself to his ideas.

WHAT?!? I mean, it's a pretty straightforward take, someone else was bound to get there, too. But still, you and I know the truth about whose foot really crushed Paul's mind grapes, tayloranne EDIT: Since someone ganked our C/O, I think it's only fair that we take credit for that Nunder Cover 2 poster he flipped out over. That was us, Paul. You're welcome.

Jacob's Ladder = Bifrost Bridge

This week, my DLM Challenge viewing has been dedicated to catching up on the Marvel flicks, and when I got to Thor: The Dark World, I wondered if Rene Russo and Anthony Hopkins considered it a Freejack reunion. Or perhaps a continuation, wherein McCandless successfully seduced Julie Redlund and lures her into the Spiritual Switchboard so they could rule virtual Asgard as king and queen.

Mick Jagger and Anthony Hopkins are puzzled by the fact that Furlong is still showing brain activity after being jacked. So the idea was to get a guy who wrecked a car at a moment when his body is intact, but his brain is dead ... how does that work? Does "bodyjacking" usually leave the person without brain function, or does the whole phenomenon assume that the human brain shuts down at the moment it realizes it's going to die? Like, I see myself launched into a fiery crash and so I give up the ghost, as some kind of defense mechanism? I know that "mindset" can keep someone alive in moments of duress ... like if they've been shot, they can sometimes ignore their injury and will themselves to go on instead of lay there and bleed. But if a person's mind shut down the instance an accident occurred, no one would ever survive any auto collision ever.

I kinda said this earlier, but there is no 1992 clock in the world (other than those linked in the military or NASA or whatever) accurate enough to do the job necessary. Forget that our entire concept of time is a measurement imposed upon the chaos of the universe -- the timestamp on someone's grainy VHS camcorder is never going to get to the exact moment you need to get the body unharmed but brain-dead. Huh ... maybe that's why "freejacks" are even a thing. Besides, I don't even think there's any timestamp on the fucking footage of Furlong's wreck ... Mick Jagger is just eye-balling it in the video -- how the holy hell is that ever accurate?

I remember a similar moment in Flight of the Navigator, one my all time favs: https://youtu.be/PQ73xIg_U38?t=770 It won't let me link to the time, but it happens at roughly 13:00.

Not sure if anyone mentioned that Jerry Hall, who was Mick Jagger's partner at the time, was the reporter who interviews Furlong in the bar:

Ha! So, like, someone living in 2009 could go to the "Bodyjack" wing of the hospital and retrieve someone who was killed that morning? That's amazing.