I hope Comedy Central put out that Mysterion movie separately!!!
Jun 5 - 08:16 PM
LOL, I hope Matt and Trey are willing to put themselves thru the frustration of another feature film. Those guys are criminally underrated as artists. They've been amazingly successful on TV, movies and even had hits on Broadway and with puppets. There's literally nothing these guys can't make funny IMO.
Jun 5 - 09:15 PM
I had a dream . . .
that Paramount was going to do another Friday the 13th Movie picking-up right after Friday the 13th Part 8: Jason Takes Manhattan
Rime of the Ancient Mariner
by Samuel Coleridge
The Hermit of the Wood. 'This Hermit good lives in that wood 515
Which slopes down to the sea.
How loudly his sweet voice he rears!
He loves to talk with marineres
That come from a far countree.
He kneels at morn, and noon, and eve? 520
He hath a cushion plump:
It is the moss that wholly hides
The rotted old oak-stump.
The skiff-boat near'd: I heard them talk,
"Why, this is strange, I trow! 525
Where are those lights so many and fair,
That signal made but now?"
Approacheth the ship with wonder. "Strange, by my faith!" the Hermit said?
"And they answer'd not our cheer!
The planks looked warp'd! and see those sails, 530
How thin they are and sere!
I never saw aught like to them,
Unless perchance it were
Brown skeletons of leaves that lag
My forest-brook along; 535
When the ivy-tod is heavy with snow,
And the owlet whoops to the wolf below,
That eats the she-wolf's young."
"Dear Lord! it hath a fiendish look?
(The Pilot made reply) 540
I am a-fear'd"?"Push on, push on!"
Said the Hermit cheerily.
The boat came closer to the ship,
But I nor spake nor stirr'd;
The boat came close beneath the ship, 545
And straight a sound was heard.
The ship suddenly sinketh. Under the water it rumbled on,
Still louder and more dread:
It reach'd the ship, it split the bay;
The ship went down like lead. 550
The ancient Mariner is saved in the Pilot's boat. Stunn'd by that loud and dreadful sound,
Which sky and ocean smote,
Like one that hath been seven days drown'd
My body lay afloat;
But swift as dreams, myself I found 555
Within the Pilot's boat.
Upon the whirl, where sank the ship,
The boat spun round and round;
And all was still, save that the hill
Was telling of the sound. 560
I moved my lips?the Pilot shriek'd
And fell down in a fit;
The holy Hermit raised his eyes,
And pray'd where he did sit.
I took the oars: the Pilot's boy, 565
Who now doth crazy go,
Laugh'd loud and long, and all the while
His eyes went to and fro.
"Ha! ha!" quoth he, "full plain I see
The Devil knows how to row." 570
And now, all in my own countree,
I stood on the firm land!
The Hermit stepp'd forth from the boat,
And scarcely he could stand.
The ancient Mariner earnestly entreateth the Hermit to shrieve him; and the penance of life falls on him. "O shrieve me, shrieve me, holy man!" 575
The Hermit cross'd his brow.
"Say quick," quoth he, "I bid thee say?
What manner of man art thou?"
Forthwith this frame of mine was wrench'd
With a woful agony, 580
Which forced me to begin my tale;
And then it left me free.
And ever and anon throughout his future life an agony constraineth him to travel from land to land; Since then, at an uncertain hour,
That agony returns:
And till my ghastly tale is told, 585
This heart within me burns.
I pass, like night, from land to land;
I have strange power of speech;
That moment that his face I see,
I know the man that must hear me: 590
To him my tale I teach.
What loud uproar bursts from that door!
The wedding-guests are there:
But in the garden-bower the bride
And bride-maids singing are: 595
And hark the little vesper bell,
Which biddeth me to prayer!
O Wedding-Guest! this soul hath been
Alone on a wide, wide sea:
So lonely 'twas, that God Himself 600
Scarce seeméd there to be.
O sweeter than the marriage-feast,
'Tis sweeter far to me,
To walk together to the kirk
With a goodly company!? 605
To walk together to the kirk,
And all together pray,
While each to his great Father bends,
Old men, and babes, and loving friends,
And youths and maidens gay! 610
And to teach, by his own example, love and reverence to all things that God made and loveth. Farewell, farewell! but this I tell
To thee, thou Wedding-Guest!
He prayeth well, who loveth well
Both man and bird and beast.
He prayeth best, who loveth best 615
All things both great and small;
For the dear God who loveth us,
He made and loveth all.'
The Mariner, whose eye is bright,
Whose beard with age is hoar, 620
Is gone: and now the Wedding-Guest
Turn'd from the bridegroom's door.
He went like one that hath been stunn'd,
And is of sense forlorn:
A sadder and a wiser man 625
He rose the morrow morn.
Jun 5 - 09:18 PM
Yep. That was Rime of the Ancient Mariner all right. I'm very happy that our comment sections include unabridged Coleridge. You won't find that at the AV Club!
Jun 6 - 07:59 AM
Planet Of The Apes Is No. 1
Trailer for Angelina Jolie's latest
New Mockingjay teaser trailer
Clips: Andre 3000 plays Hendrix!