I guess we've been gone far too long. Thanks President Trump! But, hey, here is a "lost episode", that has been sitting on my hard drive for a while, and I've just been to lazy to edit it, and upload it. But I finally did. I finally did it! Why? None of your business! So here we are. A scattershot of an episode, that really breaks the formula of the podcast, where we try and take all time action staple, John McTiernan's 1988 unlikely franchise starter "Die Hard", comparing it with a documentary? Chris Smith's window into the heart of American ingenuity, and the can do spirit of the midwest, with "American Movie". How do these two movies even compare? I don't know. We don't know. We don't do a very good job. If you ever wanted to remind yourself with why you fell in love with this show in the first place, well, this won't be it. There are a bunch of tangents on this one. Whatever! Maybe we'll make some more, better episodes! Maybe! Don't count on it!

Oh boy! Look at the time. Apparently it's been 8 long, hard months since a new episode was published. In the podcast world that's as good as being canceled, or being Serial. Can we be Serial? Who do I contact to be Serial? Look. Blame Brian, who will probably blame his own mental health for why this wonderful podcast has been on hiatus for so long. In fact, we recorded this, and the next couple of episodes that long ago. And God bless Mike, he hasn't even bugged Brian about it. He's just been chugging away in the LA comedy scene. He's even on a prominent sketch team, but you'll have to ask him about that. Anyway, we're back. I think. I'm pretty sure. And we have a couple episodes in the can, and then a slew of brand new episodes, actually recorded in 2019, with actual, quality equipment (part of the delay. Brian is a perfectionist like that). And we should be on course for at least the next 6 months. So, maybe this is the reboot? Not really. The relaunch kicks off with Justin Simiens, 2014 meditation, deconstruction, and satirical look at class, race, and identity in "Dear White People". Unfortunately, as the chips fall, it was paired up with Bruce Neibaur's, 1992 straight to video, religious propaganda film about non-violent protest, and delicious treats , "The Butter Cream Gang". Once the abject confusion, and hilarity of "The Butter Cream Gang" wears off, Mike and Brian decipher both films messages of conformity, and individuality. When do you stand up for yourself, and when do you stand down? Do all indie movies suffer from the same tropes? Plus: An out of context Star Trek discussion. Pontifications on streaming media. Mike eats a Slim Jim. Brian does a grating, out of context, impersonation through the whole thing. We're back babies!