Elvis Mitchell's review of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (which I'm looking forward to seeing) wins, as it contains
references to R.E.M.'s Reckoning and to blue-haired Barnes & Noble information-counter girls "whose eyes haze over with contempt if you aren't asking for help finding Thomas Pynchon," both of which are hot.

A.O. Scott's review of Greendale (which I am not looking forward to seeing) loses, because it compares the movie to Vineland, "Thomas Pynchon's underrated novel of the Northern California counterculture in twilight." Vineland sucks, despite the preponderance of undead space ninjas, which you'd think would be enough to make anything not-sucky.

But Neil Young is great, especially On the Beach, which I just recently got my hands on.


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