make sure to put Catch Me If You Can on that list, its probably my favorite of his. 

You’re absolutely right. The correct placement of the lettuce is, of course, in the trashcan.

When I was in retail it was the contemporary songs and any “rockin” Christmas songs that broke my spirit. “Rockin’ Around the Christmas Tree,” “Jingle Bell Rock,” your Maccas and Mariahs, yes. But also “Merry Christmas, Baby,” “Santa Baby,” and your Celines and Whitneys too.

If that woman had asked Ford about “Star Wars”, he would have gotten back in his car and left her to die.

Oh, good one! Emily Blunt and Stanley Tucci really elevate that movie above the book.

Jaws.

This one is particularly baffling to me, because he’s often fairly insightful in his comedy about sexual politics and like Pamela Adlon works closely with him. She wouldn’t put up with that shit, right? RIGHT? And the content of that movie...how can someone be that self-aware and yet? He’s like the Hannibal Lecter of…

Yup, the criminal law concept of innocent until proven guilty beyond a reasonable doubt is absolutely never applied to those accused of sexual assault. The entire criminal justice system, where one would seek prosecution and investigation into alleged assaults, has clearly been historically biased in favor of victims…

Stranger Things 3 needs to stay squarely in Hawkins. It’s part of why the show works. So unless Kali shows up in Indiana, I never need to see her again. I’m still not convinced Max isn’t also a numbered kid.

No, they got tired of eating it after about four days.

I have only watched the first episode of season 1.

For some reason this article reminded me of how much I like Catch Me If You Can, which is just an all around great film and a rare example of DiCaprio being used properly, I’ll have to rewatch it sometime soon

This review makes me think Matthew Weiner has trouble writing characters named Bobby.

Is there a subplot in which we find out that she’s secretly a hardcore LBJ fan?

That old Teri Garr interview seems somewhat prescient now.

Never, in the history of spoken language, has anyone uttered a less sexy phrase than “soft-boiled clitoris.”

though you can only kind of guess that he’s dying of TB, since Dickens never bothers to tell you

“I’m not saying a word, not a SINGLE word, BUT IF HE WANTS TO MAKE A NINNY OF HIMSELF IT’S HIS AFFAIR”.