God bless bizarre television cultural crossovers. Though man, this has gotta be awkward as hell from Rory’s POV. Especially considering her words to the Doctor in “The Impossible Astronaut”

Joseph Gordon-Levitt is one of the more interesting actors of his generation, which is something I never woulda figured from his early showings in Third Rock from the Sun or his role in 10 Things I Hate About You. Then came along Brick, which was basically my favorite film of 2005 (nevermind that Batman Begins also came out that year; Nolan’s take on the Bat was exemplary, but I really enjoyed High School Noir more).

Then there’s this little bit sometime in 2007 where JGL goes on to put the paparazzi on camera.

Toss in his work on the Lookout, Stop Loss, 500 Days of Summer, and Inception, and basically, it’s a list that shows that he choses his roles with care. That, plus the sheer entertainment value of these trailers make them a priority for my votes on the Tuesday Night Movie Club.

Man, I remember watching this show a lot during high school. Thankfully, none of my friends and I ever quite ended up in Chris Peterson’s shoes, but there’s something sureally idyllic about being a thirty-year-old paper boy; kind of like a broken, demented version of Peter Pan, minus the lost boys and the pirates.

I completely forgot that Chris Elliott‘s real dad played his TV dad on the show. Then I found out his daughter Abby‘s on Saturday Night Live these days. That makes it three generations of Elliotts to be on too late for prime time.

At first, I thought this was a really well-made troll poster (much like the “Disney TV’s: Calvin and Hobbes” images floating about on the ‘net). Then I looked it up. It’s real! And it looks awesome! The cast looks terrific as well, with Andy Serkis as Captain Haddock and Simon Pegg and Nick Frost as the lovably buffoonish Inspectors Thompson and Thomson.

The Tintin comics maintain a hold on me still, well over two decades after I last gazed on Hergé’s marvelous artwork. They’re a memorable part of my adolescent years, having spent many hours in the school library as a bookish nerd, going over their extensive collection (well, that and Goscinny and Uderzo’s Asterix series). They were so charming, so full of wit and a sense of boundless adventure, and set in so many exotic locales — locales that were beautifully and densely illustrated that they invited you to sit still and really examine every last little detail.

I do wonder if the love of Tintin is a bit of a generational issue; some friends of mine not much younger than myself have no special memories or specific fondness for the series, and tend to give me blank stares whenever I let out with any of Captain Haddock’s deliciously alliterative curses (“Billions of blistering blue barnacles! Ten thousand terrifying tortoises!”).

Hm. I guess I’ll have to be more proactive then, and pick up some copies of the series for my nieces.

By Dominic Boudreault. I’d recommend watching it in full screen HD; it was far more than what I expected it to be.

Don't mind me. I've just wanted to see this particular genre mashup for a while now. All it's missing is Dr. Cuddy as the romantic foil.

I’ve been watching Doctor Who in its various incarnations — from grainy black-and-white TV reruns and rented betamax tapes in the depths of my childhood, to the last few years of the current set of series — and time and time again it strikes me how absolutely terrifying this show can be.

I mean, take the Daleks; nowadays, not as scary as they used to be, but as a child, seeing a robotic, murderous pepper-shaker with a ray gun and a synthesized voice that could make your heartstrings vibrate with fright, they’re absolutely the most ghastly thing imaginable. And the series is filled with blank-faced policemen, monstrous daffodils, hideous crawling shadows, homicidal statuary, and now, well…. spoilers.

I’d still recommend this show to kids. My niece loves it, though I warn her it’s best to watch it in the daytime — mostly because I’d rather not field angry calls from my cousins about her inability to sleep. But hey, it’s character building, and it’s good preparation in case some mad man in a blue box comes and offers them the adventure of a lifetime.

I’ll admit to first really falling in love with this music when it was used in Evangelion (like so many other classical pieces).

As for this piece, I’d despair that this beautiful work of art ends up almost being sullied for commercial purposes, but then again, am I referring to the music, or the execution? That’s a long and strangely commingled relationship that I’m probably not well-equipped to untangle.

Ultimately, that doesn’t stop me from appreciating this for what it is; a really clever and visually engaging momentary distraction.