I am almost as busy as a normal man, which is unusual for me, so I haven't composed a long, verbose, irrelevant post about a low-budget horror movie from three years ago. But look at these things I found out!

1.) The immortal David Mamet is working on a project called Joan of Bark

2.) Roman Polanski was in Rush Hour 3

3.) The WWII British fighter plane known by the badass moniker "the Spitfire" could almost have been called the Shrew. "Run, boys, there's a Shrew overhead!" enemy soldiers would have exclaimed in their various unpatriotic Axis languages.

You can come across dozens of tidbits like those first two if you put on your radiation suit and take a stroll through the IMDb forums. This is something I do fairly often, but I haven't been back since watching them talk about Primer.

I'm used to the ponderous, plodding mass of unadulterated stupidity that is the IMDB boards. I hate them so much and am so familiar with them. I hate them and I can't look away. I hate and crave how stupid they are, because the very depth of that feeling is like what some people must experience when they jump out of planes or eat glass. They make me so wonderfully angry that they're like some addictive, dumb drug with a retarded name that I just want to punch and punch and aaaAAAAAAARGH

Anyway, my burgeoning psychosis is not the point. The point is that I'm used to IMDb stupidity in its typical quantities. I see it all the time; "oldboy meanz u liek shoting collages," "no it dont stfu," "uuu stfu fgt," "ffgt sx a dikkk," etc. Everyone is thoroughly retarded, and no matter what the subject is, they're all just going to fling themselves into the fray, fighting and shitting and generally just being an embarrassment to everyone who knows them.

But this is the first time I've seen them try to debate the underlying logical and physical mechanisms of time travel. Welcome to the fucking majors.

(They actually seem to have cleaned themselves up since I was last there. -Ed.)