Weaver is an appropriate choice, although more for her work on the Aliens series than her bit in Dances With Smurfs.
Weaver is an appropriate choice, although more for her work on the Aliens series than her bit in Dances With Smurfs.
Solution: make people buy the superior pet instead.
Truly awful headline. It's understandable in a news org where copy editors usually write heads and subheads, and writers have to shrug and give the "what can you do?" to readers who complain about them. But here?
Yes. The most ardent admirers of his even call him an enfant terrible. To most others, he's a fucking psychopath. Bjork pretty much swore off any kind of acting after dealing with him in Dancer in the Dark.
One Lars von Trier puts Earth at over-capacity already, thanks very much.
You've got a good point- I hadn't considered the translation issues.
Pretty much with you and the author, except this bit:
Weddings are probably #1A, just behind "the first time you have to ask them a favor instead of the other way around" in ways that you find out what your friendship is really all about.
There's literally no other way to get the kind of myth-making stills we see after every game.
Dabo is just spreading some of that Christian charity.
This kind of sober, even-handed analysis of overwrought pop trend coverage isn't going to get your career anywhere, Dodai.
If Chuck Lorre is stealing your jokes, it's time to quit calling yourself a comedian.
That's.....damn. Whoever runs Fred Phelps' account actually had a helluva ice burn there.
Having babies doesn't make you crazy (nice strawman), but can you guess the 100 percent reliable way to avoid post-partum depression?
Review the movie, or don't review the fucking movie. "My trip to the Movieplex" is the blueprint for a shitty column, no matter where it's published.
Someone's story about their experience in the movie theater is usually around the level of an amateur golfer describing their entire 18 hole round in listenability.
"Reason to justify a child-free existence, Vol. MMCXVII"
For God's sakes, a caveat:
Yes, I'm sure that ultra-Baptist head coach Hugh Freeze will get right on this.
If you don't like vanilla, don't put it in your shopping cart and take it home from the fucking grocery store.