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Kevin Smith:

…This is an epic film… It’s the “Godfather II” of comic book films and three times more earnest than “Batman Begins” (and fuck, was that an earnest film). Easily the most adult comic book film ever made. Heath Ledger didn’t so much give a performance as he disappeared completely into the role; I know I’m not the first to suggest this, but he’ll likely get at least an Oscar nod (if not the win) for Best Supporting Actor. Fucking flick’s nearly three hours long and only leaves you wanting more (in a great way). I can’t imagine anyone being disappointed by it. Nolan and crew have created something close to a masterpiece.

Todd Gilchrist, IGN Movies:

Nolan’s sequel surpasses the original with an intense, disturbing masterpiece.

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DuckTales was one of my favorite shows as a wee lad. But now someone has tainted my childhood by making it all dirty. Whoever made this seriously needs to lay off the quack pipe. Sorry…

Of the sweatiest cities in America, Baton Rouge ranks ninth, according to a study conducted by Old Spice, of all people. New Orleans ranks twelfth, Austin is twenty-third, and Boston is eightieth. San Francisco is the least sweatiest.

The people of Phoenix, the alleged sweatiest city, produce 26.4 ounces of sweat an hour — the equivalent of more than two cans of soda. An hour. Eww.

This is bullshit. Baton Rouge should be first. I’m sweating just thinking about it. Phoenix is a dry heat. They might get temperatures well above 100 but they don’t have the humidity. Spend the summer in South Louisiana and try not to be moist all day long.

The full list can be found here.

This is a cheesy (but funny) video Sarah and I made at my apartment during the wee hours of the morning. It’s an emulation of the film The Omen for Peg Aloi’s class Cinema and the Occult. The point was that we had twelve minutes of class time to give an oral presentation about the occult’s influence on the film. This video knocked eight minutes of that time right out. We had to include educational information but, as you will see, we didn’t take it very seriously. We did get an ‘A’ though. Watch for a cameo from Linus.

When in Rome.

The internet is about to get a slew of new domain names, everything from .pepsi for Pepsi sites, to .nyc for New York City related sites, and even .xxx for thirtieth celebration related sites. Oh, wait…

Finally, the once impossible dream of owning www.clownpenis.fart will become a reality for some lucky person out there.

Someone has brought Eddie Izzard’s ammusing “Death Star Canteen” bit from Unrepeatable to life using Legos.

My first ever magazine subscription was to Entertainment Weekly. I enjoyed reading about the latest in movies, television, music, and books for a while but after a few years I canceled my subscription. EW became too sarcastic and full of themselves — no doubt an attempt to appeal to the young male demographic. The stereotypical young male demographic.

Well, the glossy magazine filled with pretty pictures of fake pretty people recently released a new classics issue, featuring what they foolishly believe to be the best modern classics from 1983 to 2008.

EW’s list of the best 100 modern TV shows is a sloppy concoction of naivety at best. The Simpsons ranks first, Seinfeld is third, and I can’t say I disagree with that entirely, but from there the rest of the list unravels like the frayed tassel of an imitation Persian rug.

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The Washington Post thinks the fate of the sentence is in danger; Slate thinks it’s just the semicolon. I think they’re both right.

Finally! My two favorite things in the whole world have come together: Bill O’Reilly and mayonnaise. Well, not really. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy mayonnaise, but I don’t typically enjoy Bill O’Reilly. He’s not very good between two pieces of bread — white bread ONLY, mind you. I prefer turkey, not bologna. But for once I did actually find some amusement in Bill O’Reilly.

The amusement comes in the form of O’Reilly’s phony outrage and confusion over a Heinz mayonnaise commercial airing in Great Britain only. In the commercial, two men share a kiss, thus making them evil mayonnaise-pushing homosexuals. It’s the “gay thing” that confuses O’Reilly. He thinks the underlying subtext is not about mayonnaise but rather about tolerance and gender blending:

So why are they doing that? Why — it was… It was obviously a gay thing. Now I don’t know what the message is, other than gay people like mayonnaise… I’m confused. This whole gender blending thing. It’s confusing to me… I just want mayonnaise. I don’t want guys kissing.

You’ve got to watch the video. O’Reilly is the only one who seems “outraged” by the commercial. Everyone else is just enjoying a good laugh…at O’Reilly’s expense.

My favorite part: “This is not a gay issue. It’s a mayonnaise issue.” Priceless.

They should have known that you can’t talk about mayonnaise for too long before you start to find the situation utterly absurd, which is exactly what happened. And what was with the obscure Wile E. Coyote reference? What point was that guy trying to make?

Now every time Bill O’Reilly slathers mayonnaise on a sandwich he’s going to think of the gays having the sex — doing it live.

When reached for comment, Ketchup wouldn’t respond on the issue, even after pressing him hard and turning him upside down. But after a few minutes at the right angle, he spilled everything.

Mustard didn’t immediately return phone calls, though some sources have alluded to the possibility of a crusty clog in the tip. Critics have harshly accused Mustard of being yellow in the past.

[source: Think Progress]

A horrible multiple vehicle accident resulted in fiery death yesterday and all the Bostonist could do was crack jokes:

Hopefully you’re reading this on your iPhone or before leaving work, because you might have a crappy commute home if you go by Coolidge Corner. A couple of cars were involved in a fiery wreck right in front of the Gap store on Harvard Street. Maybe the drivers were distracted by some really nice chinos on display?

Classy.

It’s not just that the joke was tasteless — it was — but it simply wouldn’t have been funny in any context. It was just a lame joke that lacked even a trace of humor. And under the circumstances it was a lame joke with no class and incredibly tasteless timing.

The author of the post later claimed that she didn’t know anyone was in the vehicle at the time and was only making the joke based on the information that the accident happened in front of The Gap. Even though the post was accompanied by the above image of fiery horror.

I was inside the Walgreens in Coolidge Corner when the accident happened and let me tell you, when I exited I thought all hell had broken loose down the street based on the smoke and the amount of fire trucks, cops, and ambulances that were on the scene.

For the record, according to The Daily News Tribune:

A 79-year-old Newton man was killed and a 52-year-old Wellesley woman seriously injured in a fiery three-car crash in Coolidge Corner Thursday afternoon. Five children and a 32-year-old woman also sustained minor injuries, according to Brookline Police Capt. John O’Leary.

LOL!