Good Night, and Good Luck rocks harder than Sky Captain.
When we went to see it, there were all these old people in the theater cutting up and acting all crazy. What the hell is wrong with them? Most of them weren't even young enough to know how McCarthy was. Buncha old hoodlums they was.
Posted by: Chuck at November 16, 2005 09:59 AM"better yellow than red"
Posted by: Jesse at November 16, 2005 01:56 PM"you can have my little red book when you pry my cold, dead... wait, i guess everybody gets one, don't they? well sir, that'll be $1.50"
Posted by: rhys at November 16, 2005 07:37 PMoh snap, I guess I gotta get you another poster. Hmm, wonder what Sewell is up to .... ;-)
Posted by: Baby at November 19, 2005 10:51 PMSpawn wins for Best (and Cuddliest) Fake Email Address. Also...it's showing at Tinseltown? For rill? I know what I'm doing tomorrow.
Posted by: Holly at November 20, 2005 11:38 AMAlso: I don't know if I'll ever own a piece of art that I love as much as my Sky Cap'n mylar, and the posters I've encountered for GNaGL have been uniformly uninspiring, but if somewhere on this planet there's a one-sheet of Strathairn (the first time I typed "Murrow" because JESUS CHRIST HE'S JUST THAT GOOD) doing that Look over his shoulder, the medium zoom closeup from the floor (wait'll you see it; you'll know the one immediately), I will stop at nothing (NOTHING) to Make It Mine.
Posted by: Holly at November 22, 2005 10:38 AM