Hell Awaits

Nadya Suleman must die. Not tomorrow, not six months from now, and certainly not in a time frame that would allow her to give birth again.

Few things are as priceless as the sea-swept looks of orgasmic awe on Poseidon’s face when he lets loose the Kraken on Zeus’ orders…

If it can’t possibly send you to the emergency room, it’s best left in the freezer.

Douglas Sirk’s Magnificent Obsession is sheer, bold ridiculousness in eye-popping Technicolor…

Love: If it existed, you wouldn’t be here.

We once again stand toe to toe with the only thing Tinseltown ever really cares about: the Jews.

In many ways, Concorde: Airport ’79 has always been the bastard child of the decade’s disaster series, but it just might be its most watchable.

She’d have Chuck’s Polish sausage, even if she had to set the nation’s capital aflame to get it.

One movie. One character. Cinematic immortality.