And then the sun itself will turn us all to sand
Spurred by a gloomy desire to know what the hell movie Spike Lee's era-defining Do the Right Thing (1989) lost Best Original Screenplay to at the 62nd Academy Awards,
spatch and I just spent the last hour reading Oscar nominations and results from 1990 onward, an activity punctuated by frequent cries of "[X] was robbed!" "[Y] should have been nominated!" and "That was poop!" I had forgotten how many years I had opinions about. I've seen even more of those movies now. I have more opinions.
The answer to our original question, by the way, was Dead Poets Society. My opinion about that is: "That was poop!"
The answer to our original question, by the way, was Dead Poets Society. My opinion about that is: "That was poop!"

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I once read that David Milch started writing Deadwood with period-accurate minced profanity like "tarnation" and "consarnit" and had to give it up because, as he told the interviewer, to a modern ear it just sounded like Yosemite Sam.