
Oblivion movie review: Jetsons parody or Ikea commercial?
Postcard-pretty, unusual for a science fiction flick, but shockingly derivative.

Postcard-pretty, unusual for a science fiction flick, but shockingly derivative.
Links my followers on Facebook, Twitter, and Google+ saw today…
Soon, Ikea will be your one-stop shop for candles, meatballs, and home electronics. The only thing that gives me pause about Uppleva is the built-in blu-ray player. What if you want to upgrade?
Tragedy struck at the Ikea store in Croydon earlier today when shopper MaryAnn Johanson was forced to leave the Purley Way retail park entirely bereft of Swedish meatballs…
My most hated font is one so basic and so ubiquitous that most people don’t even notice it: Times New Roman. I hate how bland and conserative it is.

Why does no one ever intone at me and tell me to go to Budapest and wear polyester and smoke cigarettes and get all espionagey, dammit?
One of the things that I absolutely could not bear to part with is the set of china I bought years ago: I hardly ever used it, but somehow it feels like it defines me, or at least a part of me…
One hundred cats roam the Ikea store in Wembley, England, in one of the most effective ads for anything I’ve ever seen.

There is a thrill of recognition to *Up in the Air* — and a horror of recognition, too…

Wall-E is practically religion. It’s spiritual in the secular sense, asking us to contemplate the great things we are capable of, and how we so frequently fail to even try to live up to that potential.