A man laments the passing of the term “gang bang” because it created confusion with the activities of “those Godamned blacks up in LA.”

Does a less joyful piece of art exist?

A camper full of retards who travel from the East Coast to Los Angeles, broadcasting “news reports” along the way? How could I lose?

Burstein andMorgen liven up the Ken Burns approach by manipulating those pictures artfully as Evans narrates.

Non-fucked up Japanese culture.

The adventures of a 40-year-old, beer-drinking, porno-consuming wrestling fanatic with Down’s Syndrome.

One of the least competent documentaries ever made, Tim Chey’s Impact: The Passion of the Christ would be deeply troubling if it weren’t so damn pathetic.

Watching the documentary Inside Deep Throat, while vastly entertaining, is also an unnerving and depressing experience.

In all, I’m glad that conservatives are starting to make more movies, for they only help prove that art is best left to those with a sense of style.