I couldn’t think of anything to say except for a line from France’s book The Green Dog’s Sorrow: “The Voice of Salt loved Krang too.  When it was with her, it always whispered.”

We need a major reformation.  We need lots of clean-cut, church-going folks to meet Jesus in a dark alley and have Him rough them up.

The lead villain is an actual douche (voiced by Nick Kroll), Salma Hayek features as a lesbian taco with the hots for Brenda and Edward Norton does his best Woody Allen impression to play a Jewish bagel who butts heads with an Arabic flatbread.

In the very common genre of supernatural romance, the male lead is often a literal demon. How is a real life male going to compete?

Foregrounding the exclusionary nature of American leftist politics, and its persistent refusal to allow more diversity in terms of race, ethnicity, and sexual orientation to enter into the larger political dialogue, the video presents representations of American leftists as they are: men with mustaches.

The Roman, like the Englishman who follows in his footsteps, brought to every new shore on which he set his foot (on our shore he never set it) only his cloacal obsession.

Later, she meets her unnamed guardian angel, who whisks her through infinite solar systems faster than a shooting star while human spirits fly by like gossamer silk.

The hero, in love with a supernal angel but not yet worthy of union with her, travels back in time 7,000 years to a sweepingly fantastic world, undergoing transformative adventures.

Professor Aldwyn wakes from a nap to discover that he is actually dead.

P.S. This is a very poetical epistle. Do not imagine that it is a subtly worded request for secondhand clothing. It should be read in the evening when the lakewater is lapping and very rhythmically.