Silence of the Lambs: Why I’d’ve kicked ass as Agent Starling or the Fat Chick

While dancing in the mirror to Goodbye Horses and clutching a banana between my thighs today, I realized something. “Who knew penis envy was such an excellent adductor workout?” Once I got over my lack o’ phallus tears, three other things regarding Silence of the Lambs occurred to me – after having seen the movie for the quadrillionth time this week. The first had to do with that scene when.. Read More

Richardland Review of “House of Wax”

I have about four emotions I bounce between in life: Rage, misery, annoyed, and entertained. To be fair, there are a few other companion emotions to the former ones – like disgust and disappointment, but my bar is pretty high when it comes to the latter. Hence, my heavy endorsement of richardland. Usually, the regular personal video vlogs are your best bet, but even when he’s playing film maker, the.. Read More