August 2011
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Whether or not you’ve seen the short film “Late Bloomer,” writer/narrator Clay McLeod Chapman’s live recitation of his Lovecraftian take on sex ed proves well worth thirteen minutes of your life. Wall-like animation and deadpan reaction shots are solid ways reactions to the material, but some things are best conjured through nothing more than words and histrionics.
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Am sort of hoping the power goes back out for another 14 hours.
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Seize the Bone!
Rifftrax Live: Jack the Giant Killer
Congratulations, Pitchfork, for turning fifteen and for finally being recognized as part of the pop culture firmament: In Jack, the MST3K (well, ex-MST3K) guys dismissed a demon wielding a three-pronged weapon as a “hipster music critic.” (Site’s also name-dropped in this new sorta-okay(*) Butch Walker song.)
So have you guys ever gone to...
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This video is from last autumn, did it make the rounds back then? (Seems squirreled away at the bottom of this post.) The incomparable Mary Margaret O’Hara, bless her heart, remembering friend Vic Chesnutt on stage in Montreal. Her nerves are what they are, and I suppose some could find the retreats into skittish shtick as evidence that flibbertigibbetry won out. But the distractions are...