Always resisting popular culture as best one can, I DVR'd Scott Pilgrim vs. the World. Now I feel like a bonehead for missing this at the Alamo (and none are better than the Village).
The film is an analogy of a classic video game, like Mortal Combat. It works so well, lending the idea of the fickle interest of love with that of a pre-pubescent pastime.
The music really set's well with a fourteen me. Nick introduced me to some of the best music I had heard in the first sixteen years of my life. Can you try beating down Daft Punk, sounding like Atari Teenage Riot? Maybe with Sonic Youth as that's level's boss? Sweet 1-Up!
The final boss. Gannon kidnapped your Zelda, wha'cha gonna do Link?Save the cheerleader, save the world? Maybe Love Conquers All after all?
Ting. Powerup. Star Wars, Eat Your Heart Out.
Yeah, I'm still jumping someone else's train. I'll be sending this one to TheRippers.
hey, psssst. She exudes warmth, hence the melting snow.
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