Just for the record this did get released. It played in Atlanta for a week or so several months ago and is now available on DVD. I know Atlanta is not exactly Bumfuck, ND, but it's not NYC or LA either. And if you're going to call yourself a movie critic you should check out "Primer" on DVD.

The most amazing admission here was not what O'Hehir thought about any of these movies in particular, but the fact that he'd only seen one of them before he was assigned to do so. And this guy is allowed to write a film column for SALON? Anyone there still have Charles Taylor's phone number?

Jesus Fucking Christ, Cintra. Get over yourself.

First of all, let's call it a tie between "Lonesome Dove" and "Little Big Man". No other westerns I've read quite measure up to these two, but one that comes closer than any of the other titles Barra mentioned is Greg Matthews' epic "Heart of the Country" (1985). Not quite as good, but well worth seeking out, is Matthews' other western, "Power in the Blood" (1993). Both are probably out of print but shouldn't be hard to find. Oakley Hall's fine "Warlock" has just been restored to print by NYRB Classics with an introduction by Robert Stone. The other two novels in Hall's Legends West Trilogy, "The Bad Lands" and "Apaches" are also quite good. And don't forget Elmore Leonard. His westerns are almost as good as his crime novels.

Jesus, you movie critics don't realize how lucky you are. I'd be willing to forfeit my right to see all the rest of this year's big movies, starting with "The Departed" this weekend, for a chance to see this movie.

Never having watched the Food Network at all and almost never watching daytime tv of any kind, I actually managed never to have seen RR until a couple of weeks ago. But I'd heard so much about her and how much she was liked and disliked that I must admit I was curious. By chance I stumbled across what I assume is a syndicated afternoon show since it appeared on one of my network affiliates. I knew right away who she was, and couldn't help watching for a few minutes just out of curiosity. But a few minutes (less than ten) was all I could take. The terminal perkiness, the horribly raspy and grating voice, and the lethal level of arm waving had me fleeing to CNN pretty quickly. It's difficult to believe anyone could actually hate her, though. A very small dose of her just wore me out, and I don't understand how anyone who feels the same way could manage to watch her long enough to develop a hatred.

Nirvana was the last great band of the rock era, which ended well over a decade ago. We're now so far into the postrock era that I'm not sure the "best band in the world" tag actually means much. That said, AF is certainly a solid candidate. But don't forget The Wolf's warning from "Pulp Fiction".

With everyone else bitching about your "usual suspects" list, not that there's anything wrong with any of them, I'd like to suggest the three terrific novels that won this year's MWA Edgar awards: John Hart's "Down River" (Best Novel),Tana French's "In the Woods" (Best First Novel), and Megan Abbott's "Queenpin" (Best Paperback Original). None of these writers are exactly household names, all are relatively new and will no doubt entertain us greatly in years to come. All three of these novels are better than the three of your selections I've already read. If you want something more recently published, the reliable old pro Thomas Perry has come through again with his latest, "Fidelity".

The first two seasons of "Weeds" were wonderfully funny, probably the best comedy on tv, and I really looked forward to it each week. In the third season the comedy slowly seeped out and the show became a chore to watch, which I continued to do only because I'd watch Mary Louise Parker read the phone book. The descent continued this season, and in the penultimate episode there was a scene that could have come from a torture porn movie like "Saw" or "Hostel". Here's hoping season five will be the last so that MLP can move on to something better.

The next time my Salon Premium is up for renewal I'm going to bear in mind that I'm subjected to Paglia's drivel every week.

I don't know, and it's really difficult to understand why anyone would give a shit.

For my $30 a year I not only get to read Camille Paglia's insane rants, now I get this pathetic pandering. When the next renewal time comes around, color me gone.

As an Obama supporter and an FNC hater, I applaud Fox for taking a stand on this. There is ample opportunity for people to see press conferences on the cable news channels, and for the small percentage of people with neither cable not satellite, three of the four broadcast networks covering the press conference is enough. Since Obama seems to be making a habit of this, perhaps the four broadcast networks could cover them on a rotating basis.

I can't believe anyone actually cares about this show, but I'm so happy to see our Heather back that I'll read the piece anyway. And please, Heather, don't go away this long again without giving us some kind of warning. We were afraid you were gone for good. While you were gone some nutcase wrote a positive piece on "American Idol".