The upcoming Western The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford has looked appealing to me for a while now. (I originally used a pic of Brad Pitt in character for the Jesse James goo.) Great cast, great photography, great old-fashioned title. How many long, cumbersome, ending-spoiling titles do you see in movies any more? I think they should all be named that way. The Escape from the Island by the Castaway and His Volleyball by Means of Floating Debris and a Makeshift Raft. The Treatment of a Scared Psychic Child by a Moody Psychologist Who Doesn't Know He's Dead. The Extraterrestrial Journey of the Emotionally-Isolated Astronomer Where She Discovers the Alien Spokesperson is Her Dad. It's catchy!


One Reply to The Aggravation of Blog Readers by the Movie-Spoiler Scott Hardie

Kris Weberg | August 27, 2006
It sounds good for most movies, but how would we be able to tell Rob Schneider's newest film, A Talentless Comedian Makes Fart and Dick Jokes for a Little over an Hour from last year's Schneider film of the same name?


Logical Operator

The creator of Funeratic, Scott Hardie, blogs about running this site, losing weight, and other passions including his wife Kelly, his friends, movies, gaming, and Florida. Read more »

Goodbye, Kai

I've been trying to save up for a new computer for the last few years, but bigger purchases like a wedding and medical emergencies kept consuming the funds. This past weekend, I finally broke down and bought a cheap but still quite powerful Windows 7 machine on Newegg, because I could no longer stand my old Windows XP machine. How old was it? Go »

The Money Pit

Nobody's falling off of staircases or dropping bathtubs through the floor, but this month, our house has had a lot of things go wrong at once. It feels like every day brings another visit from a contractor. Here's our list so far: Mold remediation: A patch of black mold in the primary bathroom meant having the shower tiles stripped out and the infected drywall removed. Go »

Downtown A-Town

I can't write about why I spent the week in Atlanta because it's too confidential and work-related, but I can say that I had a good time around the margins of that event. The first day was the only loss. I got so little sleep the night before (seemingly a part of every trip I take) that I spent it groggy and exhausted. Go »

Thank You Netflix

I'm in the mood for some Law, followed immediately by some Order. Go »

Day 14

In lieu of "weight loss Wednesday" since I'm much too busy on Wednesdays even to get online, let me write today that I'm on day 14 of a new diet, which is 13 more days than nearly all of my attempts last. This is, in fact, the second-longest I've ever lasted on a diet, and in a few weeks it will be the longest. This should indicate how lousy my self-discipline is and why I've ballooned to this size, around 450 pounds. Go »

Notes from Milwaukee So Far

Bad flight Friday. Late dinner at the local 24-hour Greek diner, first pasta I've had in a week and so good. Matt thought the waitress was ignoring us; I thought she was attentive. Go »