I totally get bon digging him, though.

Guilty as charged.

I think in order to be considered a blockbuster you need to actually make money so that leaves Volacano out. Deep Impact's returns were less than 2:1.

Yeah, those weren't the best examples. But do you see my point? We think of all these big Bruckheimer blow-shit-up extravaganzas as summer blockbusters now, but I have no sense of what "summer blockbusters" were when Jaws and Star Wars created them. They could have been movies notable only for making money. I'm starting to think, however, that any movie that made a lot of money, I would know about, regardless of whether it was popular or quality. Am I making any sense here?

There's another (I think newer) term, "tent pole release" that the studios use which I'm pretty sure is code for, "dear god please let it be a blockbuster." Perhaps all blockbusters are tent poles but only lucky tent poles become blockbusters. Not only does every studio have at least one summer tent pole scheduled each year- they move them around on each other, trying to get the best weekend. For instance, nobody goes up against Jerry Bruckheimer on July 4th. Studios that had tentative schedules up for smaller movies will move those movies around when they see where a Spider-Man or a Harry Potter has been put. All this maneuvering is relatively new to the last 25 years of movie making.

David Boreanaz in an Alan Cumming picture:

"The scene," Cumming tells Radar, "involves [former Angel] Boreanaz in a bra and panties, strapped to a chair, and wrapped in Christmas lights. There is a long sequence where I torture him with the bow ..."

That's not what I meant. I meant all the summer movies that AREN'T Star Wars. The Deep Impacts and Volcanos of yore, which won't be talked about in thirty years.

The Towering Inferno!

Olyphant rocked the hell out of Deadwood, but that pretty much goes for everyone involved in the enterprise.

edited because brain no work.

OK my desperate love of Alan Cumming is fully renewed. How does he sell mail-order cologne anyway? Doesn't anybody care what it smells like?

Konstantin Khabensky is a very enjoyable performer to watch. I wish more of his work were available here.

"The scene," Cumming tells Radar, "involves [former Angel] Boreanaz in a bra and panties, strapped to a chair, and wrapped in Christmas lights. There is a long sequence where I torture him with the bow ..."

I see the dignity and gravitas he developed working under Joss, Tim, and Greenie will serve him well in his movie career...

"The scene," Cumming tells Radar, "involves [former Angel] Boreanaz in a bra and panties, strapped to a chair, and wrapped in Christmas lights. There is a long sequence where I torture him with the bow ..."

That grinding sound you hear is my brain screeching to a fiery halt.

Doesn't anybody care what it smells like?

Perhaps an assumption is made? Given the name, and all...

Olyphant rocked the hell out of Deadwood, but that pretty much goes for everyone involved in the enterprise.

He did indeed, and the creep was muted, at least through the eps that I saw.