Ocean's Eleven (2001)

In recent cinematic history, you would be hard-pressed to find a movie with more panache, character, and out-and-out slickness than Ocean's Eleven. In this 2001 Steven Soderbergh remake of the 1960 Rat Pack flick, we're given a motley crew that rivals even Frankie and the gang.

New feature. Hope you like it. If not, go fuck yourself.

Do you ever find yourself driving down the highway and you end up in a part of town that is full of motels like Super 8 or Quality Inn? Maybe near the airport or a water park or something? And as you're driving, over the horizon you see a huge, sun-blocking American flag. Not your normal sized one, but one of those giant ones they only seem to save for pulling out on the field during the Super Bowl halftime show.

The Weekly Barbeardian: 9/4/2011

This week we talk about medieval weaponry, handicapped people, and a safe that will never be opened.

Oh, and as promised, here are the pics of the steak sandwich and cheesecake on a stick:

What's up, 'beardians? Who's in the mood for a fight? I know I am. And there is no better kind of fight than a boxing match. And there is no better kind of boxing match than a bare-knuckle boxing match. That's what I've got for you today.

A good fight consists of two equally matched opponents smashing themselves against each another until one of them has more bones jutting out of his face and torso than the other one. At which time, the referee will stand over the corpse of that man, declaring him unfit to continue. The winner then pushes his eyeball back in and goes home with a new belt to keep his insides from herniating.