Well, yes, that’s the whole conceit of the movie. They are are master psychological manipulators and they setup that scene in such a way that they give him both the motive and opportunity to jump from that specific place.

OMG IT MAKES ME ANGRY JUST TO READ IT AGAIN.  SO MUCH BULLSHIT.

Dude, they were PROFESSIONALS. It’s how they make their living! Hard to do that if the clients keep missing the pillow when they jump.

I don’t want to be taken too literally or as a wet blanket, nor do I want to come across as a hypocrite.

Fair point. I shouldn’t have made hate seem synonymous to snark.

It’s not far off. It certainly isn’t acceptance and tolerance.

I think bass have tailfins.

Yay! More “whataboutism!” [insert eye roll...]

I quite agree with you.

It’s a beautiful day in the Jimmy-hood, a beautiful day for a Jimmy, watchin’ him cry, watchin’ him cry...

Well; it’s working well enough that he gets jealous randoms to comment on it on AV Club...

Indeed, Good Time, thanks! It’s pretty good any way you slice it.

Thank you for understanding, finally.

It’s complicated.

No no watch my mouth, ‘Would that it were so simple’

“double-barf”, like one guy puking twice, or “double-barf”, one guy puking and another guy getting nauseous seeing and smelling the first guy and the second guy puking as well? It’s different

that was fucking low, avclub. how many times have publicists broken in during previous interviews, and how many times have you included those interruptions? you’re obviously just trying to make middlebitch look “unwoke”.

It’s just one of those little reminders of how exhausting it must be to have some person constantly over your shoulder, following you for each and every one of these things, parsing every word that comes out of you and the interviewer, coiled, ready to jump in with a corrective if anything should stray from the…

Yeah publicist, quit doing your job. The A.V. Club is going to get T.J. Miller’s name in the headline for this interview come hell or high water! It’s pretty serious journalism around here.

It was kind of them to not mention that the publicist also had a mop to clean up all the flop sweat around Middleditch.