Very proud to say that Key & Peele has been selected as of the winners of this year’s Peabody Award. It’s probably the only time we’ll get to be honored with a group of incredibly depressing documentaries.
—Scotty Doesn't Know
Lustra "Scotty Doesn’t Know"
This was the only funny thing about Euro Trip. But it was really funny.
Reading the top 3 matches in this ranking made me want to start watching wrestling.
Tonight, The Cinefamily welcomed Tim Curry for a career retrospective. It was a magical event. There were no photos, no video and no nonsense. It was a terrific conversation with one of the great wits of our time. Just a truly remarkable evening. Tim is recovering from a stroke, but make no mistake, he’s still TIM FUCKIN’ CURRY. The love for him in the room was like nothing I’d ever experienced.
After the conversation, they screened “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” with no shadowcast and no audience participation. I have seen the movie more times than I can count, but never in a theatre that was QUIET. The Cinefamily audience is the best in the world. Everyone understood what a special thing it was to watch the film on the big screen in that way.
And before the movie, Cinefamily showed their custom trailer for the screening of “Ladies and Gentlemen, The Fabulous Stains” I am hosting on April 4th! Check out the video above to see it.
I moved to Los Angeles two years ago today. One of the first things I did was become a Black Card member at Cinefamily. I don’t get there nearly as much as I would like, but I am so grateful that it exists and beyond honored to show “Stains” there next week. I hope you can make it!
As a fellow Black Card member, Cinefamily is one of the things in LA that I am especially thankful exists. Hadrian & co. are doing a wonderful cultural service.
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I got this 17 pound potato cat on Saturday. Her name used to be Timmy before the vets sexed her. After finding out that she hung out in clubs I decided to name her Meegan to pay homage to one of my favorite Key and Peele sketches.
Meegan’s tiny fangs are exposed like a vampire’s. You can’t really see it too well in the photos, but when you scratch her face you can feel them.
The superintendent kept her and another cat in a basement for years to catch mice. I can’t vouch for her mice-catching skills, but according to her caretaker she used to run along the pipes like a little fat ninja. Recently the club closed down and he was going to throw both of them on the streets. I answered the foster plea and pretty much doubled the bio-mass of cats in this apartment.
A full bio from her previous caretaker, Angela:
"This is [Meegan] she’s an ex-club girl. She lived in a basement next door to The Canal Room. On the weekend when The 4 Non Blondes tribute band was playing so was Timmy. She’d always find her way into the club. Her favorite song is What’s Up.
The club closed 6 months ago and Timmy got evicted. She’s riding a major bummer and needs a new 4ever home club. If you love this song, Timmy is so down.
Please share. Thank you.”
You guys, cats named after characters on our show can get that reblog. Cats named after characters on our show who need to find a home MUST ALWAYS GET THAT REBLOG.
WE GOTTA FIND MEEGAN A NEW HOME CLUB!!!
James Rebhorn, the phenomenal character actor who, sadly, lost his battle with skin cancer last week at the age of 65, has been remembered fondly and well by various writers and friends. However, he beat most of them to the punch: he penned his own obituary shortly before passing away, a small and beautifully touching thing that deserves to be run here, in full:“James Robert Rebhorn was born on Sept. 1, 1948, in Philadelphia, PA. His mother, Ardell Frances Rebhorn, nee Hoch, loved him very much and supported all his dreams. She taught him the value of good manners and courtesy, and that hospitality is no small thing. His father, James Harry Rebhorn, was no less devoted to him. From him, Jim learned that there is no excuse for poor craftsmanship. A job well done rarely takes more or less time than a job poorly done. They gave him his faith and wisely encouraged him to stay in touch with God.
He is survived by his sister, Janice Barbara Galbraith, of Myrtle Beach, SC. She was his friend, his confidant, and, more often than either of them would like to admit, his bridge over troubled waters.
He is also survived by his wife, Rebecca Fulton Linn, and his two daughters, Emma Rebecca Rebhorn and Hannah Linn Rebhorn. They anchored his life and gave him the freedom to live it. Without them, always at the center of his being, his life would have been little more than a vapor. Rebecca loved him with all his flaws, and in her the concept of ceaseless love could find no better example.
His children made him immensely proud. Their dedication to improving our species and making the world a better place gave him hope for the future. They deal with grief differently, and they should each manage it as they see fit. He hopes, however, that they will grieve his passing only as long as necessary. They have much good work to do, and they should get busy doing it. Time is flying by. His son-in-law, Ben, also survives him. Jim loved Ben, who was as a son to Jim, especially through these last months.
His aunts Jean, Dorothy and Florence, numerous cousins and their families, and many devoted friends also survive Jim. He loved them all, and he knows they loved him.
Jim received his BA at Wittenberg University and his MFA at Columbia. He was a member of Lambda Chi Alpha Nu Zeta 624, a life-long Lutheran, and a longtime member of both the AMC and ACLU.
Jim was fortunate enough to earn his living doing what he loved. He was a professional actor. His unions were always there for him, and he will remain forever grateful for the benefits he gained as a result of the union struggle. Without his exceptional teachers and the representation of the best agents in the business, he wouldn’t have had much of a career. He was a lucky man in every way.
–Jim Rebhorn, March 2014”