Today in pop culture
August 1st, 2008 by Amanda Schurr in Elsewhat, Environment, Film, Laser-Firing Oversized Celebrities, Music, News, Politics, Television 
It was only a changeover from Hancock to The Batman movie, but…
Defamer offers a fine point-counterpoint regarding the GOP.
Also courtesy of Defamer: The Audible Laugh Inducing Headline of the Day. (This runs a close second. And, this one, too. Em, here too. Yeah. And this one. Aw Christ, we give up.)
Um kay, Pammy. You go right on ahead there and “build” you a hotel. An eco-friendly one. In Abu Dhabi. It totally took you long enough.
Xenu’s real pissed, and Tom’s lawyers have already been retained.
Separating the sexes, one pet at a time. That oughta take care of it. Boneheads.
Boneheads, part two (Hint: Wal-Mart is involved.)
Jay-Z and Kanye: The logistics of both egos in the studio boggle the brain.
We’ve said it of Luke Russert before. The apple doesn’t fall far… And we likey.
Desperate for attention? Here’s an option. Bonehead.
HBO goes from Six Feet Under to six feet, em… Really? Really. Really?
Hairspray star and dad tussle with America’s Next Top Model contestant. In Turks and Caicos. Never thought we’d be typing that one.
B-rad’s and Angie’s holy spawn net $14 mil? Now those are some spendy baby pics.
Another day, another five bajillion horranus Mummy: Tomb of the Dragon Emperor reviews.
Despite reports to the contrary, La Liz is La Fine. We think it’s because those White Diamonds always bring her luck.
Everything about this is hilarious. That is all.
Michael Bay’s defense of his boy LaBeouf is as lame as his movies.
Hey, everybody! Kevin Costner’s still making movies! Yeah, we don’t care either.
Whoopi verbally bitchslaps Hasselbitch. Right. On.






August 2nd, 2008 at 8:19 pm
Hey, that theater is (was?) an arthouse in the extra-groovy Hawthorne district of Portland, Oregon; I used to patronize the joint in the eighties and nineties. At least it’s still a little neighborhood cinema, even without the subtitles…
August 3rd, 2008 at 3:05 pm
You got it, Caleb. And it’s still alive and kicking. PDX, represent!