I'm not sure I ever had the conscious thought "George Carlin is one of my heroes," but when I heard he'd died this morning (it was a casual mention by a talk radio host who assumed everyone listening already knew, which made it worse), I knew it was true. I could try to write something about him, but my High Hat colleague William Ham has written an absolutely beautiful post that pretty much mirrors my experience in every respect, so I'll just link to that instead: Bye, George.

The Love Guru. Put on your haz-mat gear.

Nerve and the Independent Film Channel present the 50 Worst Sex Scenes in Cinema. I wrote #39 (Fair Game), #17 (The Life of David Gale) and #6 (Color of Night), but you'll want to enjoy the whole list, no?

You Don't Mess With the Zohan