Killing Hitler is nice, but if I had a time machine I'd cancel the pilot for Bewitched, just to see how Elizabeth Montgomery's career panned out without it.
@coenesqued2
After Ebert made his remarks about The Brown Bunny, Gallo called him fat. Ebert said "It is true that I am fat, but one day I may not be, while you will always be the director of The Brown Bunny."
There's part of me that wishes Mountain Dew would go back to its original aesthetic of good-time hillbillies attempting to murder each other in outhouses
Comedian, actor and free-range mensch
@pattonoswalt
asked me to design a tour poster for him! The result is available to buy exclusively at my Etsy store:
Tom Lehrer, America's Greatest Living Songwriter, who quit writing songs in his 30s to teach math, has decided to give everything away. Feast your ears!
And, again, all of it benefits the NRA. The more lies the better, anything to erode public trust in law enforcement. You sell a lot more guns that way.
Rest in Peace, Teresa Nervosa, poster-star of Slacker, the definitive Gen-X document, and drummer for the Butthole Surfers during the high-water mark of their most outrageously original albums.
@JamesUrbaniak
Dennis Miller is so funny, he makes James Joyce look like Herodotus after drinking a wheatgrass smoothie during a double feature of Fiend Without a Face and Tokyo Story.
@Lohlala
@akilahgreen
I was once writing a screenplay for some rich guys and pitched a sequence based on a real-life experience I'd had, they responded with "That's funny, but that would never happen to a real person."
If you hired Keith Richards to murder Roger McGuinn and David Crosby, you'd be killing two Byrds with one Stone. (this joke brought to you by a 1968 issue of Golden Magazine)
Bertis came across this "Losing My Religion" "book cover" by screenwriter and graphic artist
@toddalcott
who translates his favorite songs into vintage book covers... we're fans of his work now for sure; read more at the link:
I've seen Dylan shows where he flattened all the songs into indistinguishable 12-bar blues stomps, but tonight he stretched them all out like taffy, revealing all kinds of echoes and reflections, sometimes changing genres in the middle of a song. Just extraordinary.