Book Review: John Ford (Revised and Expanded) by Joseph McBride and Michael Wilmington
By Shawn Bourdo |
Like a stagecoach crossing the West, this tome traverses the long and varied career of John Ford with intelligent and critical insight.
From the Couch Hole: Looking from a Window Above
By Shawn Bourdo |
Only you made a trip to Dune to investigate a murder at the end of the world. The black and white Oreos said “You hurt my feelings.”
From the Couch Hole: All the Lights Are Changing Green to Red
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we are in Babylon from May to December with Jim Dandy. In our past lives we can’t help falling in love with Dr. No and his Space Dunk.
From the Couch Hole: I’ve Been So Many Places In My Life And Time
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week the little women from the night country sing a song for you. The poor things are believers in Japanese BBQ and vampires.
From the Couch Hole: Watch Out, Take Care
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week Barbie is brave and bold as the rabbit hunter so beware of darkness. The cheetos are turkey and the goldfish are cheddar.
From the Couch Hole: Just Like a Song in Days of Yore
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we go back to 2001 with Monsieur Spade and a girl like you. There’s a flower moon at the Einstein Interaction with frosted bunches.
From the Couch Hole: We Could Steal Time, Just for One Day
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we give the holdovers our best iron claw on Dune. We can be heroes and eat all the American Hot Wings. At least I want to believe.
From the Couch Hole: Best of the Rest 2023 – You Can Burn The Midnight Oil With Me
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week you get the best of the rest as Holly brings the cherry cordial, and the medicated goo. Don’t you worry about a thing.
From the Couch Hole: Best of TV/Streaming 2023 – Every Day Here Is the Freakin’ Super Bowl
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we turn our attention to the best of television and streaming. There’s a beef with the bear that makes this a holiday to remember.
From the Couch Hole: Best of Film 2023 – I Still Don’t Understand What the Play Is About
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week starts the Best of 2023 series of lists. The movie lists take you to Asteroid City with Oppenheimer and we’re showing up.
From the Couch Hole: With a Pretty Girl Dancin’ to Jug Band Music
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week there’s a jug band Christmas party barbeque at the castle in the sky. The boy and the heron are still in the valley of the wind.
From the Couch Hole: We’ve Got Good Vibes
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week is a toasty vanilla combination of Godzilla and the Muppets. Gojira shouts “We’re the best of buddies.” to his Reese’s Big Cup.
From the Couch Hole: Pulling the Puzzles Apart
By Shawn Bourdo |
The week there is some coldplay with the cherry cordial ice cream. Napoleon and the scientist meet the boogeyman for a duel.
From the Couch Hole: How Long It’s Been Since Yesterday
By Shawn Bourdo |
The week Holly is one of the warriors who offers poems, prayers and promises. The long riders and the Muppets deliver the cheesy pizza remix.
From the Couch Hole: Softly Through the Shadow of the Evening Sun
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week Priscilla sings us a lullaby that’s a horse’s tale. It turns out to be a cure and a curse much like the Cheeto’s pretzels.
From the Couch Hole: Just Rock Me Away from Here
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week it’s a time of change in Y3000 so sit back in your rockin’ chair because we are now in color from Cut Bank, MT with our hot cocoa.
From the Couch Hole: With Parts Made in Japan
By Shawn Bourdo |
The week Mr. Roboto brings us flamin’ hot queso cheese. The wind blows all five nights at Freddy’s and the sinner gets heatstroke.
From the Couch Hole: ‘Til You Come Home Again to Stay
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week there’s a photograph of the masque of Red Death. Don’t look now but the answer to who saw her die might be butter biscuits.
From the Couch Hole: It Seems I Don’t Get Time Out Anymore
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we go one on one in the crawlspace but don’t be afraid of the dark. The best game shows of all-time are no match for dinimita.
From the Couch Hole: Through Early Morning Fog I See
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week from the Y3000, the Midnight Club says, “Suicide in painless,” and the sisters take Carrie to the pet sematary.
From the Couch Hole: I Just Go On Thinking and Sweating
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week not a day goes by without a revelation like the U.S.S. Butterscotch. We ride two stagecoaches with the baby and caramel popcorn.
From the Couch Hole: Don’t You Love the Farce
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week Henry Sugar held a street taco and shouted “Send in the clowns”. The Joker arrived with a smile on a Summer night, the stalker.
Scooby-Doo! and Krypto, Too! DVD Review: Plays Cards Across a Vast Spectrum of Fandoms
By Shawn Bourdo |
Scooby-Doo! and Superman’s dog, Krypto team up to solve the mystery of what happened to the Justice League of America.
From the Couch Hole: I’ve Been Out Walking
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week Carmella Creeper is dead again in The Void. These days if I had a hammer there would be a death in Venice and one in Flavortown.
From the Couch Hole: As the Ocean Crawls Onto the Shoreline
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week everything I cannot see was a stuffed in a garlic crust. There was white lightning and voo-dew for Gator and Archer.
From the Couch Hole: In the Days Between the Hours
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we are in the shadows and under the influence in a broken dream. The enforcer and outlaw Josey Wales loves sweet dragon chili.
From the Couch Hole: Doin’ the Town and Doin’ It Right
By Shawn Bourdo |
Count Chocula and Margot are at the wedding and it’s muskrat love. The Mayans are kicking and screaming about the loaded tacos.
From the Couch Hole: Is This the Only Place You Thought to Go
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week the frogs and rabbits are all dressed for the Fall Festival. We’re in harmony over bitter sweets and we’re going for a skinny dip.
From the Couch Hole: Too Long in the Wind, Too Long in the Rain
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week there’s some urgent care for the Super Mario Bros. It’s a rad double chocolate Chex Mix for your lovin’ arms.
From the Couch Hole: When The’s ‘Ardly No Day Nor ‘Ardly No Night
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we say “Chim Chim Cher-ee” when other’s say “It’s bad for ya.” Pudd’nhead Wilson celebrates hot peach and cold brew.
From the Couch Hole: I’m in the Phone Booth, It’s the One Across the Hall
By Shawn Bourdo |
The Omega Man is hanging on the telephone to hear about the cotton candy and the Juneberry. The pearl is beyond the pale.
From the Couch Hole: Try to Stay in the Middle
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week Oppenheimer and Obi-Wan get a big bounce from Passionfruit Punch. The biggest part of me might be a mashup of Twinkies/Ding Dongs.
From the Couch Hole: There’s a New Sun Arisin’
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we’re going two miles an hour for chocolate lovers and chocolate factories. The biggest part of me takes a Caribbean Splash.
From the Couch Hole: My Yesterdays Have All Gone By
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week is full of cookie dough and Cookie Rojas. We’re holdin’ on to yesterday in the heat, down to the bone, with the dial of destiny.
From the Couch Hole: Don’t Let It Get Away
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we go to asteroid city on a beautiful day and it’s the moment of truth like popping candy. Dead City is the last of Sheila though.
From the Couch Hole: See the Lights Do a Long Slow Fade
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week the brotherhood takes on the Sandman and the show must go on. We celebrate with beef, brownies, and patriotic cupcakes.
From the Couch Hole: I Know It’s Crazy but It’s True
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week the best that you can do is to be a Connecticut Yankee in Mr. Roarke’s Court. You can transform to tangy ketchup and habanero chips.
From the Couch Hole: And in the Day, Everything’s Complex
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week there’s a pickup on South Street when you’re gone. It’s the Gilded Age of black pepper ketchup and buffalo chicken sandwiches.
From the Couch Hole: And Today Is the Day We’ve Waited For
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week our final task for the 100th entry is for Mr Blue Sky to bring us eternal sunshine, eternal moonshine, and a Dr. Pepper float.
From the Couch Hole: I Fell Asleep Amid the Flowers
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we head to the slow West with our sick puppy to get a Carey Treatment. We are squares who dig s’mores and BLT sandwiches.
From the Couch Hole: The Information’s Unavailable to the Mortal Man
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we are slip slidin’ away down the quicksilver highway. The old pro is shining on the creamy, the crunchy, and a chipotle ketchup.
From the Couch Hole: Simple and Free
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week it’s just you ‘n’ me in Babylon. Once upon a time . . . in Hollywood there was the murder of a rock star with cheesy bacon.
From the Couch Hole: While Color Lights Up Your Face
By Shawn Bourdo |
The week it’s between a summer freeze and a fire to walk with me. We say, “Let’s Dance” in a moonage daydream with extras.
From the Couch Hole: To Take the Blues Away
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we live la dolce vita with queso on our twists. Beau is afraid to taste the blood of Dracula only to find out it must be love.
From the Couch Hole: You Chased the Day Away
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we zoom the cam in on your wildest dreams of blackout cake, apple cinnamon pastries and a baby bundt with drizzle.
From the Couch Hole: Show Me Where to Look
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we don’t have a beef with Megan, Maria, or Minari. We do shine a spotlight on some good bananas and bad Ranch.
From the Couch Hole: As the Sun Sank West
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week the bodies, bodies, bodies are pushing daisies at the Mendocino County line. The peeps are Pepper and Pepsi, not Topaz.
From the Couch Hole: Stare into Space
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we are under the meta moon with stardust in the Garden State. We found a good person with wicked lips but reality still bites.
From the Couch Hole: You’ve Really Made the Grade
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we heart cereal in our ice cream and cheese in our chips. There are moonshine war games and we’ve been mistaken for a space oddity.
From the Couch Hole: Well, My Time Went So Quickly
By Shawn Bourdo |
This week we move towards the pitch black West in the Ol’ 55. There’s the high life with Coors-sicles and Roulette Doritos.