Category Archives: Armchair Film Critic
I always thought vampires were the fashioniest of monsters
Probably because they are so thin, fashion loves skinny, ya know? Have you ever seen a fat vampire? I wonder how many calories blood has. I bet they make werewolves insecure and gave Frankenstein an eating disorder. And they are always … Continue reading
Filed under Armchair Film Critic, Bad-Ass
You’re killing me Smalls
PF Flyers I’ve pretty much thought these were the shit since I saw the Sandlot. They’re like a snottier Converse.
Filed under Armchair Film Critic, Lets get some shoes
“You fucking broke my sitar, motherfucker!”
Some more Anton-isms:
Filed under Armchair Film Critic, Doods, La Musique, Lame 90s
Jean de Florette & Manon of the Spring
These movies are why I don’t know French. Instead of teaching me Fran-sez, a public school system employee made me watch these two movies, which took up at least two weeks of class time. Here’s what I learned:
Filed under Armchair Film Critic, French crap
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