Kind of like Jimmy Neutron but with a lot more drugs

2 years later and it still rips, rocks, and rules. Amber Midthunder should be a bonafide superstar by now.

It’s impressive how The Sandlot  can make all us Letterboxd nerds yearn for a time that none of us even existed in. Obviously, it’s not that we yearn for the 60s, but instead to relive those seemingly meaningless moments of whimsy. That’s what makes this movie special— it’s a time machine to those hot summer days where our friends never left our side. 

I wish there was a way to know you're in "the good old days", before you've actually left them.

A very good movie! Weirdly feels simultaneously progressive and dated, but the ending seals the deal for me.

Next time you’re debating needle drops in movies, whoever suggests Hearing Damage in New Moon is the winner.

You of all people should know, Terry, in your hotel, there's always someone watching.

Cool, suave, debonair— take your pick, Ocean’s Eleven never ceases to be effortlessly stylish and perfect. 

Soderbergh really is that guy.

I used to be legit. In fact, I was too legit. I was too legit to quit. But now I'm not legit. I'm unlegit. And for that reason, I must quit.

Rod doing the dance from Footloose is the funniest thing to happen in a movie ever. Crazy how comedy peaked in 2007.

Alice can step on me.

I feel like gothic horror often looks great, but usually lacks a bite that matches it’s atmosphere— this is not the case for The Woman in Black. 

Really shocked by the low ratings, I missed this back in 2012 but kind of glad I did because I would not have appreciated it as much as I do in this moment.

Petition for more movies to get personalized theme songs.

There are monsters and then there are monsters.

Only one of them consciously make decisions that destroys communities and it’s not the one that lives in the sewer.

A good example of an experience that’s enhanced tenfold when it’s watched surrounded by friends.

Someone play two old cats with me now.