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Oh crap a review of my life by Anthony Lane

NO I AIN’T READY FOR THIS NO NO NOOOOOOOOOOO!

hee hee hee!

I love Anthony Lane. I tend to turn right to him in the New Yorker and read his reviews even if I’d never see the movie. Especially if I’d never see the movie, because then usually he is going to disembowel it, and I get to have fun without paying the ten bucks.


Also, I am wearing my Roos today, so it seemed appropriate.

Goddamn, but I love me some comics. Everyone needs to go read Cow and Boy, even though Leiknes hasn’t decided yet whether he wants to be Berke Breathed or Bill Watterson. That vacillation is pretty fruitful, actually.

And I love that Chris Onstad is spending some time on magical realism. I loves me some magical realism.

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