September 2008
7 posts
American Cinema's Best Fart Scenes on DVD!
What would the movie going experience be without the occasional passing of gas – not on account of the bucket of butter-drenched popcorn, of course, but from the bloated characters on the big screen? Gratuitous sex scenes, mutant fish monsters run amok, knife fights atop wobbly scaffolds – no one would deny these are requisite tropes for the contemporary classic. Same goes for an atmospheric...
Donald Gibb on Robert Carradine: "Should've kicked...
Previously I had interviewed a stable of character actors who had portrayed the proverbial dumb jock in a slew of 80s romps. Donald Gibb, better known among his Alpha Beta brethren as Frederick Alowishus Palowakski, a.k.a. “The Ogre”, responded to my interview request at the last minute, and, alas, the Revenge of the Nerds villain did not get to partake in the Jocks N Yocks forum. But the tough...
Diverse Cuts
The steakhouse spread is arguably the most old reliable upscale meal in contemporary culinary history. The New York strip, the tenderloin fillet, and the rib-eye cuts, specifically, have been high-priced standbys for as long as white tablecloths have adorned your daddy and granddaddy’s favorite restaurants.
In recent years, however, the spotlight has softened on The Big Three. More of the...
“In the middle of Thanksgiving dinner, I take my pants off and pretend the turkey...”
– Gilbert Gottfried, after being asked How to Loosen Your Pants: Without your fellow Thanksgiving guests noticing. His suggestion wasn’t published.
A Brief Survey of Drunkard Dining in America
As soon as Jack-in-the-Box began installing contact-less card readers in drive-thrus nationwide, it looked like the end-all be-all for independent eateries open after last call. As if Jack’s classically fat-ass menu wasn’t enough to coerce youngsters into buying its midnight munchies, now one doesn’t have to be sober enough to exchange moneys with a person through the window, let alone sign on a...
Sharting in the Movies ...
Certain farts didn’t, ahem, make The List for a plain and simple reason: They turn to shit. But the shart has left fecal analysts baffled. The scatalogical phenomenon, you see, does not belong to any particular phase of matter. It’s a scatological entity in limbo – neither a gas nor solid, neither flushable nor easily extinguished by Lysol. Here’s a quick primer on how certain cinematic beings...