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06/11/2016 · 1:07 pm

Yello

30 years ago, Ferris Bueller’s Day Off came out. If you build a time machine and go back to 1986, you might just enjoy that movie.

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Tagged as 1970s, 1980, 1980s, 1985, 1986, 1989, 1996, 2008, Alan Ruck, Bands I Useta Like, Ben Stein, Boris Blank, Charlie Sheen, Cheech & Chong, Cheech & Chong's Next Movie, Cherie Currie, Cindy Pickett, comedy, comic, death, depression, DEVO, Dieter Meier, Edie McClurg, electronica, George Lucas, Gwar, Illinois, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia, Jeffrey Jones, Jennifer Grey, Jodie Foster, John Hughes, Lindsey Buckingham, Lyman Ward, Matthew Broderick, Mike Myers, movies, music, National Lampoon, New Jersey, radio, Sarah Jessica Parker, Sigue Sigue Sputnik, simulcast, Square Pegs, Star Wars, suicide, Switzerland, The (English) Beat, The Simpsons, Tower Records, Vacation, Yello

04/12/2016 · 5:02 pm

It really gets my goat when people talk shit about Chevy Chase. Not just as a fan of his work, or as an admirer. I think some people judge Chevy Chase unfairly, with a scrutiny they do not apply to other comedians or entertainers.

Okay, you read an article relating an incident where Chevy Chase was a jerk. So what? Did he come to your house and fuck with you? Did he push your mother into the street? This is Chevy Chase we’re talking about. I give him absolute carte blanc to be as big a jerk as he likes. Continue reading →

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Tagged as 1980, Atlanta, Caddyshack, Chevy Chase, cocaine, Fletch, Fletch Lives, Gregory MacDonald, M. Emmet Walsh, Modern Problems, National Lampoon, New York, Rodney Dangerfield, Saturday Night Live, Steely Dan, Three Amigos, Vacation

03/24/2016 · 4:05 pm

Reborted

Moviegoers today act like naked Kate Winslet in Titanic, coyly demanding Leonardo DiCaprio to draw her like a French girl. A preternatural relationship has been forged between audience and studio. A production falls all over itself to seduce a fandom, because that’s where the blindly loyal dollars are. If a popular intellectual property is even slightly altered for a motion picture adaptation, it’s headline news, even above mass murder and election-year chicanery.

Eventually, this film will be remade, and this scene will feature different actors, pretty much just to fuck with you.

The movie industry has become such an intellectual wasteland that the 80s era of numerical sequel-mania looks dignified by comparison. Honest promotion and word-of-mouth don’t work anymore; attention span is dead. The only way to really sell a remake is to get people steamed. Take the things viewers loved about an original film, and subvert them. Serves the suckers right anyway, for falling in love with a fictional universe. The names P.T. Barnum and J.J. Abrams aren’t similar for nothing. Continue reading →