Rooster Illusion’s manifest destiny has been going off without a hitch. Four new writers have burst forth from the John Hurt-like cavities of this blog and into the isolated spaceship of your hearts, with more yet to come. The numbers say that you, the teeming masses, are loving the changes. Numbers don’t lie. I’m not…
While you were eating breakfast this morning, or maybe dinner last night, Rooster Illusion was in a cave in the Himalayas cracking his knuckles (even though his Mom told him not to) and getting down to business. Note: His Mom told him that when he was younger. Rooster Illusion does not live with his parents.…
Finally, an October without homework. Now I can appreciate the month for what it really is: thirty days leading up to Halloween. Hallo-Month. That’s terrible. Octoberween? Meh. Good enough. Happy Octoberween, kids. Since I’m apparently in the mood for some spooky fun, Rooster Illusion is reviewing a horror movie a week, so you can look forward to…
Now, we all know that “Call Me Maybe” is the perfect pop song. It’s stupid and happy and super goddamn catchy. Weirdly enough, it isn’t about gettin’ drunk and having (probably) regrettable sex, which is the style these days. Quick re-cap: 80s pop songs were about musicians forced to enter a battle of dumb sexual…
As my twelve dedicated fans will know, I think that Nicolas Cage is pretty great (he is in the movie that I am about to review). During my Stupid Phase in college—every college kid has one—I went from hating him like everybody else to liking him ironically, which is worse. As I became less Stupid,…
Working at a video store—which is a thing that I do and very much enjoy—I get a lot of well-meaning customers telling me that Netflix doesn’t have any good movies on Instant. While I appreciate the attempt to create a euphemism for “I’m shopping here because of pity and nostalgia,” I’m inclined to disagree. There…
Well, at least it looks better than This Means War…
