Things tend to happen in a domino-like effect. For example, when I replaced my audio receiver, I ended up keen to purchase new discs to exercise the audio capabilities it offers. As I type this essay pile of shit, I am indeed viewing The Muppets. Like a certain other film that capitalises on a relic of my childhood, instead of trying to pretend like nothing has changed in the numerous years since the cast was really heard from last, it acknowledges those years. Unfortunately, this alone does not guarantee quality. Continue Reading