Tonight you have Bill Maher, as a guest programmer. A man who inexplicably compares musicals to porn in conversation with Robert Osborne. PORN for crying out loud. To Robert Osborne, who looks like he has never even heard of people going pantless. And here I am waiting, wanting, begging to be invited. But for some inexplicable reason I haven't received my invitation in the mail. Nor an email invitation. And yes, I have checked my spam folder.
I can't figure out why you hate me?
But should you change your mind, here are my picks. Call me.
- I Know Where I am Going
- Born to Kill
- Sullivan's Travels
- The In-Laws
- All That Heaven Allows
2 comments:
Okay, here's the plan... you and I are going to start our own tv show about how much we love tv and movies and why the frak are people satisfied with crappy tv and movies?
I won't even pretend to know what TCM or a programmer on there means, but I do know one thing, Rose McGowan? WTH??? I didn't know she even KNEW anything, except how to act, and even that is debatable!
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