I fucking hated Interstellar. To the point where I wonder if Christopher Nolan has peaked. And yet! I can’t help but get excited when I hear he’s finished the script for his next project.
Oh boy! This podcast is either going to be the sort of pornographic geekery (not literally, but like, getting your dork glands swelling) you’re looking for, or an unbearable fusillade of Star Wars Dickhead Loser Hype. Either way, we hope you check this installment out. This is our best sounding podcast yet, buffeted by $500 in new audio equipment. Aside from the obvious fluids-spilling meditations on The Force Awakens, this podcast features Rendar’s Venture Start-Up, Caff dropping deuces on Interstellar, Bateman’s butt, and another mutual circle jerk over Michael Keaton’s saggy tits in Birdman. Join us. Become us. Leave your thoughts in the comments.
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Pessimistic opening: Here’s hoping Johnny Nolan is less of a preachy, ham-fisted pedant while working on his next space opera. Optimistic opening: Fuck yeah! Jonathan Nolan is teaming up with HBO to bring Isaac Asimov’s Foundation book series to the televisor. All Space Opera Everything! Everywhere!
The motherfuckin’ weekend! Raid the open bar! Stab a loved one and scream, “It’s just molecules! The Universe is pouring out of you, and it is lovely!” Or hug your Mom while cranking out a desperate, bowels-emptying fart. Murmuring into her ears, “You created this. Your egg is now this bowels-emptying pants-filling nightmare.” Or do something much more mundane!
OH DIP. It’s Monday Morning Commute. Rocketing out of my Mind-Anus at the speed of light, as I try to bang this out before teaching class. Which will lead into teaching class. Which will lead into teaching class. Which will lead into tutoring. Which will lead into an hour-and-a-half in traffic. Yeah, commuting. On a Monday. SO AS YOU MAY/MAY NOT know this is the watering hole that’s posted every Monday. Within its rotting, mucous-slicked walls we share what we’re up to on a given week. [Update: a student came by and now it’s 8:39. That’s life. That’s life.]
Final trailer for Interstellar. Am I watchin’ it? I SHALL REFRAIN. Should you watch it? It’s your life, mang. I’m sure it’s glorious. But I’m going Dark when it comes to this flick hereon up to the release.
Here’s a goddamn cornicopia of Interstellar TV spots. And yet I can’t bring myself to watch them for some reason despite being a complete spoiler whore. I’m privileging the sanctity of a Nolan Flick plot over Episode VII? Avengers 2? Weird (internal) world. Anyways here are the TV spots if you’re so inclined. (And just posting them here pretty much guarantees I’ll cave.)
It’s the dregs of the movie circuit right now. Ain’t much coming out, ain’t much catching my eye. So I’m glomming onto anything that portents of better times ahead this year. Like a new poster for Interstellar.
Summer is over. My system has ingested about as much Guardians of the Galaxy as it can handle (and then some, five viewings!). This means that it is time for me to begin gazing into the Fall and Winter release schedule. A schedule that holds a movie particularly kind to my crotch: Interstellar. Here’s a new TV IMAX spot.