watch it: 1980s Pac-Man commercial
I forgot how crappy Pac-Man looked at home…
I forgot how crappy Pac-Man looked at home…
Ho boy. I saw Lord of the Dance at Radio City Music Hall in New York a godawful number of years ago, and I remember being flattened back into my seat by what was basically Riverdance gone Vegas.
With PBS’s funding coming under fire in the new Congress, it’s worth taking a look back to 1969, when children’s TV host Fred Rogers defended American public broadcasting before the Senate during another era when it was threatened.
Smith says there’s a Toby Whithouse script in the upcoming series: Maybe the Doctor drops in on Mitchell, George, Nina, and Annie?
How can it be that a kiddie movie is wiser and funnier and more relevant than the Coens Brothers’ True Grit? This is, in fact, what a Coens’ animated flick might look like and sound like, if they got an assist from Terry Giliam: this is a deeply weird and deeply demented movie, and thrillingly so.
Oh. My. God. How cool does this look?
I do know, from the one teenager I’ve had regular contact with in recent years, that she, at least, eagerly listens to and loves pop music from as far back as the 1950s (she adores Patsy Cline, for one). iTunes and downloadable music in general has made this music much more readily accessible — and easier to sample — than was once true. But is the same true of old movies?
It’s sort of like someone getting blasted by an atom bomb and then commenting on how lovely and warm the weather suddenly is.
Kate Beaton from Halifax says she’s never seen Doctor Who, but then how could her cartoon be so eerily accurate?
Our Hollywood overlords hate us.