AproposOfNothing
AproposOfNothing
AproposOfNothing

The problem with Leslie on SNL is that as soon as she was on screen you knew what the joke was. This big black woman is going to yell at someone about something, and that’s about it. I think that can be deployed usefully and hilariously at times, but they needed to write her more than just that, and they never did. 

Only if you think that Jimmy Fallon would be better if he were even needier for attention 

Between spearing the dead bird on his cane last time and throwing the tape dispenser right onto the shelf, Adam Driver is the master of live-television stunt comedy, a category I never knew existed.

Acting!

And if the leather boot-scoot choreography in the bracing “You Should Be Sad” verged on the silly, well, maybe that’s just me.”

Do you... Do you think that... “LOL DOGFUCKER” is criticism?

“I know who I am! I’m a dude playing a dude enslaving another dude!” ~ Epps (Michael Fassbender), 12 Years a Slave

The “I get to be black for a summer” thing sounds to me like he’s trying to be complimentary, but I’m sure that won’t stop the wokerati on here and on the Root from spewing some of that Premium Grade Kinja Outrage.

I don’t think that the movie was very good, or accomplished what it wanted to do. However, there is a large difference between doing blackface, and playing a character who is doing blackface. Any attempt to confuse the two is just dishonest.

...this article is certainly some kind of take!

Now, given how critical Lucas has (quietly) been about the technical elements of latter-day Star Wars projects, we can only assume that, rather than having a Werner Herzog-esque moment of beauty and connection, he’s just assessing the little guy for similarities to, and deficiencies from, his own Yoda puppets from

“Actually, it’s a Baby Jar Jar, and that’s canon now, motherfuckers. Lucas out!”

All of this doesn’t help the poor schmucks like me who visit a Starbucks maybe once a year and shouldn’t be expected to know what the fuck a venti is. If this was some fancy Italian coffee shop in Little Italy, fine. But fuck outta here with Starbucks doing this. I just want a goddamn medium iced coffee.

C’mon guys.....XL. It isn’t that difficult, and no Starbucks employee has ever said “I’m stymied by your request”.

If there are three cup sizes, and the person taking the order can’t figure out how “small”, “medium” or “large” corresponds to their naming convention, then their compulsory education failed them.

The only time this is a problem with me is with Starbucks. I refuse to use their nomenclature for cup sizes. Admittedly a strange stance given that I do regularly order from them, but one has to draw the line somewhere. 

and you should definitely tip the full 20, just for the time spent.

What, with all their carrying things around? The bill is artificially inflated.