11/07/2019 · 11:07 am
Maybe someday, in some perfect future utopia where I am long dead, the vaunted generation known as “millennials” will finally experience self-awareness. Maybe they will finally uncover the reason why they are so vehemently despised by literally everyone who came before them.
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Tagged as 1970s, 1980s, 1990s, 2019, Anton Furst, Caddyshack, Dick Tracy, Disney, Frank Zappa, Ghostbusters II, Hollywood, Jack Nicholson, Martin Scorcese, Michael Keaton, millennials, Monty Python's Life Of Brian, Richard Sylbert, Star Wars, Steve Barron, Tim Burton, Time Bandits, Watership Down
12/18/2018 · 12:18 pm
“Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you fall into an open sewer and die.”
-Mel Brooks
Renowned and brilliant comedian Hannah Gadsby steps behind the microphone at a popular New York City comedy club. Hannah begins a scathing monologue about how good men don’t exist. The teeming crowd of young people begins to hoot and holler in delight and affirmation. Then; it happens.
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Tagged as 2018, Animal House, Bill Cosby, Blazing Saddles, Caddyshack, comedy, Dat Phan, humor, Joe Franklin, Kevin Hart, laughter, Louis CK, Mel Brooks, memes, Patrice O'Neal, Richard Pryor, Sarah Silverman, South Park, stand-up comedy
10/08/2018 · 3:20 pm
It’s one of the corniest moments in any movie, let alone a WWII movie from 1998, but it works.

In Saving Private Ryan, Captain Miller (Tom Hanks) pulls Private Ryan (Matt Damon) close, and speaks his final words to the soldier he has given his life to save:
“Earn this. Earn it.”
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06/23/2016 · 1:29 pm
You can offend a rapper the same way you can offend a cartoonist; by implying that their career “looks easy”. Cartoonists must compete in the public eye with Internet doodlers who draw in their ample free time, and rappers have to battle the false impression that they’re just boopity-bopping over a beat loop.
Before hip-hop and rap were widely understood, they were exploited as “novelty” records; a passing trend, not something that would dominate and rend asunder every other type of fucking music on earth. Rap was not a “lifestyle”. It was a fad, like the hula hoop and the Twist. So, like many other musical fads before it, rap became a haven for bad comedy.

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05/08/2016 · 6:39 pm
Caddyshack is a rare film for me, in that I’ve been afforded a relationship with it since childhood, based purely on the timing of my birth, and the easy-going nature of my parents. When I was 8, and parties at the public pool were as common as skinned knees, one scene from this 1980 comedy was legend.
The doody scene.

I’m not here to talk about that scene, and how it changed the way the world looks at a Baby Ruth, however. I’m talking about that other thing.
The thing with Smails. Continue reading →
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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
11/13/2015 · 12:15 am
The most powerful force known to our world is laughter. This is why films that make us laugh are so precious. We carry them through generations on numerous formats, and celebrate the comedians who’ve since left us. We share them with friends and loved ones, so we can laugh together. And since humor is subjective, we love to bicker over which movies are the funniest. Continue reading →
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09/22/2015 · 5:03 pm

That Turd of Shame should be bigger. I still have that Jesus Christ Superstar LP, for crying out loud. But take heed; without ALW’s bloated messiah opus, Mr. Show would never have given us Jeepers Creepers Semi-Star. Continue reading →
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