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The Song Goes Back To The Skeleton: Questions About Heaven Raised By “What Dreams May Come”

The Song Goes Back To The Skeleton: Questions About Heaven Raised By “What Dreams May Come”

In which Jason and Bobbin Wages discuss the trailer for What Dreams May Come.

JASON

Hi, Bobbin.

You know what a good superpower would be? The ability to take a song that’s stuck in your head, and put it back in the head of the person that wrote it. Send it back to the source, as it were. “Return to sender!” as Elvis would say. Or as he would hear over and over again in his own head, if I had my way. I wonder how my new superpower would work if the songwriter was dead. The song goes back to their skeleton, I suppose, to play out of their skull.

Superman II: They Just Don’t Throw Kids Off Buildings Like They Used To

Superman II: They Just Don’t Throw Kids Off Buildings Like They Used To

My fear of heights started in a movie theater on my fifth birthday at a showing of Superman II.

At first, it was all unreal fun—Lex Luthor had hair even though my dad told me that he wasn’t supposed to, and the crazy, short-haired Krypton lady with eye makeup and shoulder pads who looked like a Kryptonian real estate agent threw people around until folks wised up and kneeled before Zod.

And then came Niagara Falls.

Man of Steel: I Hope Superman’s Friends Don’t Know Which Direction To Point At The Fortress Of Solitude

Man of Steel: I Hope Superman’s Friends Don’t Know Which Direction To Point At The Fortress Of Solitude

I’m glad there’s another Man of Steel trailer, because the studios need to drum up some interest in this obscure indie gem about a little-known comic book character. “Man of Steel? Is that a sequel to Steel, the critical darling for which Shaq was awarded the Palme d’Or at Cannes, in recognition of his portrayal of both Iron Man and Thor at the same time, except he could also use his big-ass hammer as a gun?” (Come to think of it, who wouldn’t pay good money to see that? Get cracking, Hollywood! And make sure you spell my name right on the royalty checks, please.)

Man of Steel: Sometimes I Call My Dog Sweet Pea, But She’s Not On Superman’s Level Either

Man of Steel: Sometimes I Call My Dog Sweet Pea, But She’s Not On Superman’s Level Either

Why do people who abandon babies on doorsteps always leave them in such nice baskets? You’re already abandoning a baby, why go to the trouble of getting a nice wicker basket? Just put the baby in the Bed Bath & Beyond bag the basket came in! Now you’re baby-free and you’ve got a great basket.

You’re Standing In A Field: The Importance Of The Cowlick To Superman’s Visual Identity

You’re Standing In A Field: The Importance Of The Cowlick To Superman’s Visual Identity

Many people think the key to Superman’s secret identity is his glasses. Actually, it’s his cowlick. Because he goes the extra mile by actually having a cow lick his hair. Obviously, he can’t have a real cow do the licking, because that would be unseemly. He’s Superman, for chrissake, not Static Shock or The Rocketeer. He can afford to pay someone to put on a cow suit, and recreate a pastoral cow-licking scenario. Patch of grass, salt lick, a nearby defaced billboard reading EAT MOR CHIKIN—the whole nine yards.

Imperial Trouble Episode 21

Imperial Trouble Episode 21

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Beau Brown, Matt Nitchie and Patrick Freeman, the creative team behind Bob and Carl: Sci-Fi Janitors, visit the Imperial Trouble studios to discuss Muppets, the Center for Puppetry Arts, Dragon*Con TV, unairable skits, Mister Rogers versus the Senate, Snuffleupagus and what it would take to make a good Superman movie.