Boiling Point

Six hundred words on the Academy Awards? Sure why not.

Robert Fure goes nuclear over the use of nukes as the government’s one stop solution for cleaning up messes.

Should you really cheer for the underdogs if they have low morals and resort to petty theft to elevate their own self-esteem?

Pop in that beautiful Blu-ray disc and prepare yourself for the amazing journey of advertising things you already own.

This article could be about anything – but it’s only about one thing. You’ll have to read on to find out what doesn’t belong in your mouth.

Robert Fure is watching you, always. From ATM cameras to aerial drones to store display cameras. He’s videotaping it all and ready to use it in his war against crime. Or not, because in the real world, cameras aren’t as common as oxygen molecules.

Robert Fure knows you’ve come to this site just to read this column. Who told him? You did. Just now.

Robert Fure takes aim at the use and misuse of bullet proof vests in film and television. Bang bang pow!

If you’re not a bodybuilder or a superhero, Robert Fure aims to knock your sissy self off that ledge you’ve managed to cling to for the last six minutes.

This week Robert Fure gets angry about teen sex comedies, and the villains that seem to plague them.

When the Christmas Cash rolls in, Robert Fure gets a little crazy with what he’s willing to buy. But if you didn’t make it, he can’t buy it, suckers.

Robert Fure gets teased by the tale of violence on MTV, then lashes out when he’s denied his blood lust.

Robert Fure hasn’t seen Avatar, but he’s seen the trailer enough to know that it doesn’t have enough Space Marines in it.

Robert Fure has something to show you. Or does he?

Robert Fure is an angry guy and it was only a matter of time before he set his sights on the latest entry in the Twilight franchise.

Robert Fure takes his TV watching seriously and you’d better too, or he will hit you. Really.

Resident Rage-aholic has a few too many and starts ranting about alcohol and its consumers on the screen, both big and small.

If a movie ends poorly, the entire experience can go sour in an instant. One such movie that has Robert Fure raging? I am Legend. He is Angry.

Any credibility this site had has gone down the toilet now that Robert Fure rants about fake farts for 500 words.

If you’re going to promise me a super villain, you’d better make him super. Easily knocked out heavy hitters leave me raging.