Rob Reiner. The man’s résumé could get its own standing ovation, but to celebrate his life we hop on tour with This Is Spinal Tap — an impossible film to direct, and yet, somehow he did it.

Ninety five percent improvised. No script. Just a loose roadmap, a camera, and a band of deeply committed idiots pretending to be deeply committed idiots. Anyone can say, “Just keep rolling, we’ll fix it later.” Rob actually pulled it off. We talk about how you direct chaos without strangling it, how you stage jokes that don’t technically exist yet, and why this might be one of the most daring comedy experiments ever captured on film.

The songs are real. The egos are familiar. Somewhere between a “bizarre gardening accident” and the reminder that you cannot dust for vomit, the satire becomes uncomfortably accurate. It’s a mockumentary so authentic it fooled people into thinking Spinal Tap was a real band, and honestly at this point, they kind of are.

If you’ve ever played in a band, dated someone in a band, or adjusted an amp past what is medically advisable, this one hits. Forty years later, it still goes to eleven.

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It’s Manny’s birthday, and he has officially hijacked the host mic. Nick attempts a suspiciously “laid-back” vibe that convinces no one, Elise gets drafted as the ringmaster by default, and Anthony provides steady resistance in the form of skepticism, legal concerns, and the occasional reminder that he is, in fact, a law-abiding citizen. The energy is celebratory, but the guardrails are gone.

This week we break down why Edgar Wright’s 2017 action-musical Baby Driver still presses every one of Manny’s birthday-boy buttons. If you do not personally own a Subaru by the end of the opening chase, we have questions about your judgment. Also, your failure to synchronize your windshield wipers to your Spotify playlist has us questioning your commitment. Real cars, real stunts, real driving, and a director who appears to believe that timing matters more than explosions combine to flip a very specific switch in Manny’s brain.

We also grapple with the slightly uncomfortable experience of hearing Kevin Spacey look into the camera and say, “That’s my baby,” unlock the lingering mystery of “The Yelling,” and ask whether a movie should be allowed this much access to your brain’s question-asking off switch. If confidence were fuel, this film, and this episode, would never need to stop for gas. https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3890160/

We strap on the Oakleys, cue up Limp Bizkit, and immediately start asking the hard questions. Everyone is whispering, doves are everywhere, and Tom Cruise glues himself to a rockface. Yep, John Woo was here. This week we slow motion our way into Mission Impossible 2, a motorcycle kicking, face ripping mad dash where the vibes are immaculate and the plot mostly exists to justify another coat flutter. Along the way we marvel at aggressively yanked terrain warnings, questionable science, Anthony Hopkins popping in like he lost a bet, and another villain who truly believes in the finger snipping bad guy school of management. It is the most year 2000 movie imaginable, and we have a lot of feelings about it.

From exploding sunglasses to masks under masks under worse masks, this movie is operating at maximum swagger and minimum concern for how viruses or gravity work. Thandiwe Newton is asked to carry emotional weight while dodging motorcycles, Tom Cruise broods with the intensity of a man legally prohibited from blinking. Is it the best entry in the franchise? No. Is it a fascinating artifact from a time when action movies were legally required to be sweaty and loud? Absolutely. Join us as we unpack the most stylish, most confused, and most aggressively slow motion chapter in the Mission Impossible saga.