THUNDERCATS: THE MOVIE

Take a bunch of clips from different action movies, paint "Thundercat" faces on some well-known actors, and -- voila!

A pretty awesome, scarily convincing fake movie trailer for "Thundercats: The Movie".

A GRAND GUIGNOL BIRTHDAY: UPDATE!

A few weeks ago, I posted about my birthday outing in January to the Grand Guignolers.

Well, the kind folks at the show have set up an automatic discount for me on their website! Tickets will only be $15, and you can buy them yourselves by inputting the code “davidcobb” on their order form.

If you would like to come along, I WILL NOT BE BUYING EVERYONE’S TICKET -- and because it's their closing weekend, they will almost positively sell out. If you're interested, I highly recommend you get your tickets SOON. Remember: we’re going to the JANUARY 9TH show, and use the code “davidcobb” when ordering for discounted $15. tickets!

Click the puppet for tickets!

KERMIT SINGS LCD SOUNDSYSTEM

Stolen from quirkstreet, too awesome not to share...

It's Kermit the Frog singing LCD Soundsystem's New York, I Love You, But You're Bringing Me Down.

LOS ANGELES LET'S BE FRIENDS

What would it look like if LA were cheerfully overrun by artist Jeff Soto's colorful robot creatures? The awesome guys at Santa Monica design studio Three Legged Legs decided to find out.

AUSTRALIA

Baz Luhrmann doesn't make movies so much as he makes complete fantasias -- you either buy into their crazy colorful optimism, reality be damned, or you shrug and wonder what all the fuss is about.

I usually fall solidly into the former category, so it goes that with Australia, I was more than willing to get lost in its charms, however goofy and long-winded they became. And hoo-boy, is it goofy and long-winded. It's enormous and messy and too long and has about six endings.

But it's also starry-eyed and gorgeous, a sprawling and sincere love letter from Baz to his mother country -- full of all the great, simple, stupid stuff that makes for a Grand Ole Movie with a capital M, and left me with a lump in my throat and an enormous grin on my face. Kidman looks flawless (less plasticky than usual, actually), Jackman looks hunky and handsome and carries much of the emotional weight, and the new kid they found to play the Aboriginal Moppet is charming and sweet and makes you cry.

And yet, we only found it playing in a tiny, local, second-run theater, with about four people in the audience, counting us. It's a shame -- it should have done much better.