Does anyone know what this thing is? Does it turn into something else or is this it? It doesn’t seem to have eyes but it kinda knows if you point your finger at it. This guy was pretty fiesty. We found him in our yard.

Remember that GIANT worm in the movie Dune? This thing is cool!

What on earth could Alex Albrecht of Diggnation and Director Sam Raimi be talking about over lunch?

UPDATE:

Sam has a brother named Ted. This was Ted. It looked like Sam what can I say…

Man, they put a new sign up at the Beverly Connection. The old one was the coolest thing. All I can say is it was “totally 80’s”. I swear there’s not going to be anything left from that era. It’s really too bad. I kinda reminds me of when they took down the Ships sign. No respect man.

A photo of the old sign via Curbed: link

Hey Mister Rogers. Some people are saying some crazy things about you. But I just wanted to say thanks for being there for me when I was a kid. You were on TV in an era that wasn’t the best time to be a kid. Everyone was pretty upset in the 70’s with Vietnam, Nixon, the oil crisis, and the equality movement. Also, a lot of people were high. In fact the drug culture was so pervasive that it put a layer of darkness on everything.

I was a latchkey kid. With a key on a string around my neck I walked home from school at 3pm. I made myself a bologna sandwich and watched TV until my Mom came home. Your show was so soothing and filled with love. I didn’t have any brothers or sisters so I was pretty lonely sometimes. I would turn that crazy UHF knob, you know the one that you can just keep spinning forever, on my 13″ black and white TV that sat on an old milk crate in my room. PBS had no commercials or interruptions so it was just you and me. I needed that attention—even if it wasn’t real.

Your show was like a session of hypnosis. You would start the same way every time. A simple song as the jacket goes in the closet and the sneakers get laced up. You would throw the sneaker from one hand to the other a lot like a watch swinging back and forth on a golden chain. The pre-talk of hypnotism always starts out telling you that it’ll be okay, you’ll still be in control after you let go. “Won’t you be my neighbor?” is that same type of thing. It’s a question and as the viewer you have a choice. You asked me if I wanted to participate and with my free will I made the decision to go on the journey to the Neighborhood of Make-Believe. But first, we feed the fish!

Next we went to the picture on the wall and you showed me a movie of how crayons were made. I didn’t know how much work it was to do the simplest thing back then. The short films were fun to watch but they also gave me a little perspective life.

The only way to get to the Neighborhood of Make-Believe is by taking the trolly. Down the rabbit hole we go. Deeper and deeper. Now we’re really in deep. We’re down so deep that it’s all about talking puppets and their little lessons in life. No kid wants to be told what to do by an adult. But a puppet, that’s totally different. Mister Rogers, you got me with the puppets man. Good one dude.

After dropping a few suggestions you slowly reversed the show and brought me back to real life. The jacket came back out of the closet as your signature red Cardigan took it’s place back on the hanger. The entire beginning of the show reversed as if you were counting for ten down to one. Awake!

Adults could and will never understand what you did. You spoke to me and other children in a way that only we could appreciate. When I pass on I hope to be your Neighbor because you Mister Rogers, you were special.

Bruce Willis still has it. Bruce Willis is the man. The first Die Hard was the best action movie of the 80’s hands down. The fourth installment isn’t a nostalgia trip like Terminator 3, it totally stands on it’s own two feet. Nothing deep here and nothing new really. Just plain ol’ fun. You won’t be disappointed.

This is a cartoon about a rat who can cook. It’s also an in depth allegory on finding one’s purpose in life, unconditional love and how it relates to the people close to us, and the eventual disillusion of the ego which leads to total spiritual creaminess. Ratatouille cuts us all a little slack and side steps the traditional origin story. The roots are there but this is so much more than a tired reskin of Star Wars with rodents. There’s a sweetness to the movie that you don’t see much of these days. The 3D and hand-animated characters (no motion capture) create a world you just wish you could live in. It’s a beautiful dreamlike hyper-reality and it’s set in Paris so what more could you want. it’ll take you through the entire spectrum of emotions without leaving you feeling like you were manipulated. It feels familiar but consistently surprises you with its subtleties and stereotypic restraint. It’s just so well thought out and clever.

This film is a masterpiece. Not a single detail was missed right down the the final credits. Go little rat and follow your bliss. Anyone can cook. Anyone can cook.