You say Nazi killer, I say Brad Pitt.

In "Inglorious Basterds," Quentin Tarantino's World War II drama that debuts at Cannes in May, Pitt plays an illiterate hillbilly from Tennessee who puts together a team of eight bloodthirsty, Jewish-American soldiers.

Funcoast has a complete restaurant and bar guide, with listings of every eatery and drinkery (is that a word?) in the area.

How do you spell purgatory on television? N-B-C.

Too often, politics and sports mix. It’s unfortunate, but they always have and likely always will.

But in a world where there’s rarely an absolute right and an absolute wrong — and these days, those almost always involve body counts — tennis has usually fallen on the correct side.

It’s a sad, sad day in TV-land.

Last week, USA announced “Monk,” the network’s signature show, would call it quits after its upcoming eighth season.

Most of you are looking at this page right now in Internet Explorer, a web browser you probably rely on because it came with your computer. But know this, the web could be better.

I don't know if you've noticed, but we've got a new video player, with a whole new "Video" page on this site.

Holy Turkish city, Batman! You're being sued!

The winds of change are blowing.

Out with the old regime, in with the new.

It's time to finally look forward to the future.

No, I'm not talking about Democrats unseating Republicans. I'm not talking about the presidential election. I'm talking about Brady Quinn.