On the Empire Podcast this week, the director of 80s inspired sci-fi and midnight special,

Jeff Nichols, drops by to talk about moving through mud to this year's most unlikely superhero

movie and tell us what really happened at the end of Take Shelter.

Hello Pod, I'm not Chris Hewitt, I'm not even Helen O'Hara, I'm Phil D'Ace Emlin,

and in a coup worthy of Mikhail Kalatikoff's Soy Cuba or any other

arti-film involving a coup, I have seized control of the pod booth this week.

Prepare yourself for hot movie chat about the check new wave and a blow-by-blow of the 400 blows.

But before all that fun stuff, it's time to welcome two colleagues of such ruse lethar.

First of all, a man whose love of the West Wing is so profound,

when he flies to Scotland, he always insists on sitting on the left hand side of the airplane.

It's James Dyer. I don't understand that joke. Neither do I.

Explain it to me. I don't know. It's my brother's joke.

Your brother's joke. Yeah. So I like the West Wing, therefore I sit on the left.

Well, can you fly north? So the left wing is the West Wing.

I see. It's very literal. It's very literal.

Yeah. But no, but that's good. It's a strong opening for us.

Well, he thought it was metaphysical, but you're right. It's quite literal.

Never listened to the other side of the story. It's quite literal.

Next up, a man whose simmering rage is so great, whose appetite for destruction is so unquenchable,

he makes doomsday look like a kitten. A hundred-foot CG kitten made mostly of dung,

but still a kitten. It's John Eugent. Hello.

Hi, John. Hi. How are you feeling today? I'm feeling good. How are you feeling, Phil?

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