No Killian and no Pierce. Also no Justin Hammer and no Sonny Burch. I think the artist just realized that the visual impact would be a bit diminished if the poster was crowded with white douchebags in suits (yeah, Extremis Killian could have been cool, but you get what I’m saying here).

“I do not swear in front of my kids. In fact, I heard (my daughter) Emmy say, ‘What the heck!’ and I was like, ‘Where did you hear language like that?’” said Lauren Waugh, a mother of two from Poland, Ohio.

I’m guessing this is going to be like generic printers, where the hardware is surprisingly affordable, but they really stick it to you on the “ink cartridges.”

Isn’t that basically what printers do?

There have been a few articles on this, but my recollection is that the MCU VFX teams have gotten really good at this — particularly since Ant-Man & the Wasp — partially because they focus on reverse-engineering what the actor looks like now into what a younger version of their character would look like. It doesn’t…

Well, if anyone can make Lindy West seem talented or hilarious, it’s Aidy Bryant, I guess...

The ’80s-set tale follows Marcus Arguello (Benjamin Wadsworth), a street kid with a reputation for violence, as he gets recruited by the dean (Doctor Strange’s Benedict Wong) to attend Kings Dominion . . .

You know what would be an even better strategy than trying to keep absolutely silent? Lying. Constantly lying.

Yeeeeaaaah, there isn’t really a great book for fathers that I’m aware of. Too many of them pander to the cliched, cartoonish masculinity of a stereotypical sitcom dad (“Think of holding your baby like holding a football! But don’t throw it!”) and are unhelpful at best and condescending at worst. The Expectant Father…

Yeah, it’s hard to think of another pop culture fixture where there was such an abrupt parting of the ways between the casual fans and the ride-or-die fans. Typically, there’s a slow, steady decline in quality even before a property’s “jump the shark” moment, as the fan base gets gradually whittled down to a core…

Oh, man, I remember when Dan Akroyd’s Crystal Head vodka was unveiled with this rambling 8-minute commercial, which goes in some interesting directions and at times borders on parody.  I watched it, and I recall thinking, “No. This isn’t real.... Maybe? No....No.” And then, a month later, I saw it on shelves and…

This was elegant, and I’m glad I read it. I feel like I more than got my click’s worth.

Here’s the thing, though: That’s definitely all bullshit. Not to spoil the movie, but Mysterio’s whole shtick is that he’s a master of special effects and illusions, which he uses to make people think he has special powers or that he’s someone else. Assuming this report is all legitimate, we’re going to go out on…

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I can still re-watch the episode where they’re infiltrating James Cameron’s house and laugh every time.

No, you don’t understand. It’s cute when I do it....

Creed, Smash Mouth and Limp Bizkit appreciate your unwavering support, I’m sure.

Nah, just hetero bedmates. Finn’s the Abraham Lincoln, and Poe’s the Joshua Fry Speed.

MTV’s getting desperate, with the network in the process of rebooting a number of its old hits, including Daria, The Hills, Undressed, Aeon Flux, and now MTV Spring Break.

I’m only really interested in one scene: