Agreed with the review below. Often times quite bleak, but in every scene, somehow, hope shines through. A testament to the human spirit.
Laura Linney and Phillip Seymour Hoffman (one of my favorites), of course, are a joy to watch.
Great writing, great, well-developed characters. A bit slow at times, but recommended.

This album has a lot of wonderful moments, mostly in the latter half, but they are, unfortunately, all too often shrouded by freewheeling experimentalism, by liberal utilization of an everything-but-the-kitchen-sink sound aesthetic (think the Lilys or Olivia Tremor Control). Track #8 is my favorite, but it is an absolute dead ringer for Sonic Youth’s “Titanium Expose.” The influences are very easy to identify here, but I don’t think that it is necessarily a bad thing. The vocals are sweet, the random sound bytes of dialogue are surprisingly effective and amusing, and didn’t annoy me, as they often do on records. This is just a nice little slice of noise pop, but not very memorable.

This stuff is really good. Add some Diet Coke as a chaser, and it, well, tastes a lot like Diet Coke with Lemon. Tastes good and gets the job done.

I’ve gone through this in its entirety twice, and I still can’t get into it. Now, I’m all for meandering psychedelic compositions, but these are just so interminably long and repetitive. I would liken it to being at the Burning Man festival, going absolutely mad because it’s 4 a.m., and I’m trying to sleep, and these prophets of Jerry Garcia are on their eleventh acid trip, and they won’t shut the fuck up.

I wanted to like these. The vinegar flavor was on point, but they are too fattening and greasy, and have waaaaaaaay too much salt. Not for the faint of heart.

Don’t eat it. If I had the ability to give this 0 stars, I would. I was baffled. As a longtime veggie, Amy’s is a brand I have held in high regard, but they don’t make good soup. I wasn’t very impressed by another flavor I had tried, either. This tastes like eating rubber (the tofu) swimming in a sea of chemical solvents (the broth).

This record is just a work of what I call elemental, devastating beauty. It often hurts to listen to, but you cannot stop. People have remarked about Mark’s voice sounding so youthful on this record, and there is something about that, coupled with the stark minimalism of the production (as these are RHP’s first 4AD demos), that makes it really haunting and affecting. It is heavy stuff, but “Lord Kill the Pain” just makes me laugh with a feeling of mutual understanding, hopefully the result of the subsequent recovery and emotional acceptance that accompanies the human experience. It is nice to know that Kozelek still has a great sense of humor about himself.
I have been listening to this a lot in the past several weeks, and one thing I have been curious about is the recurring lyrical theme on this record of Japan. He mentions it in about 4 songs. I am going to look up the possible meaning behind this, as I’ve found the internet is rife with RHP/Sun Kil Moon discussion groups :p

Man, this is such a strange fucking record. Prince is clearly out of his mind here. The man appears to possess multiple personalities. I really like that this insanity was documented on record, however. I find all his characters- from Bob George to Camille- utterly fascinating.

Not to sound ridiculously shallow, but he, the star of this show, is a particularly delectable piece of manflesh. Very nice. It’s enough to keep you from changing channels when he’s, say, sorting through fecal matter. Granted, he’s old enough to be my father, but I don’t care. Also, the show’s theme is “We Care a Lot” by Faith No More, which gives it an enthusiastic thumbs up in my book.

I’m sorry if I offend anyone by saying this, but this movie is one of the most hilarious things I have seen in probably my whole life. My father is a quadriplegic- I come from a family in which life-altering health issues are something one has to deal with, and even learn to laugh about.
I had heard about ‘The Boy in the Plastic Bubble’ a few years ago, and was really interested in tracking down a copy. One night in my then-boyfriend’s living room, I found a VHS copy lying around, and I couldn’t resist.
As it was a TV movie, the film is very much in the style of the ABC After School Specials of the time – highly melodramatic, ridiculously over the top, and heavily sprinkled with saccharine, and that’s what makes it so great. This has the stamp of Randal Kleiser- the man behind ‘Grease’ and the so-bad-it’s-good ‘The Blue Lagoon’- all over it. The casting of a baby-faced John Travolta in the lead role, and its inspiration for a classic ‘Seinfeld’ episode nearly 20 years later only serve to further enhance the hilarity. In my opinion, this film is a camp classic. If you’re into the weird, the kitschy, and the unintentionally humorous side of film, I highly recommend this.