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Astral Weeks exists on some other plane entirely.
A lovely movie, reminiscent of In the Mood for Love.
A disturbing Oscar-nominated documentary that leads viewers to question their sense of the factual.
Nevermind was one of the greatest albums ever made.
One of the many marvelous things about American Splendor is that the extraordinary trickiness of the film's structure is truly the only way to tell its story.
You're stuck for two hours with an insufferable, self-absorbed blowhard.
It's now.
Seabiscuit was nominated for seven Oscars, and I can't say that I understand most of them.
"Goodbye to Love" was the only good record the Carpenters ever recorded.
The Wire is the best show on television.
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