This! Please read the room!!! This is cute - imho. I never gave a shit about the Brad/Jen tabloid stuff, but this little table read / reunion is still kind of charming. Wayyyyy too snarky of a tone here.
This! Please read the room!!! This is cute - imho. I never gave a shit about the Brad/Jen tabloid stuff, but this little table read / reunion is still kind of charming. Wayyyyy too snarky of a tone here.
It is my belief that the readers of Jez are at least a decade if not two older than the writers and it creates a weird mix of James Charles/Bella Thorne with Ellen DeGeneres/Brad Pitt.
Obviously Ms. Summers is too young to appreciate Fast Times. It’s a classic for those of us from that era.
Damn. I never knew that song was on Fast Times. It’s not a hill I’d die on, but it’s a very nice hill. Carry on.
PS - This is Joan writing about Fast Times. She doesn’t know what sort of impact Fast Times had at that time, and she isn’t great at reading the room.
Probably one of the last, too.
A little respect for the original, please. It was one of the first and only teen movies (or probably movies in general) to feature a pretty matter-of-fact abortion with no guilt or shame.
The show was pretty good until they ran out of book and none of the top notch actors could save the show.
Oh please, Game of Thrones was so ‘bad’ that Jezebel ran a detailed report of each new episode to discuss how ‘bad’ it was. And these guys were so terrible that everyone thought Game of Thrones sucked right from the beginning. Which is why they made like 8 seasons of it. Which everyone hated.
Hey so the main writer on this series, Alexander Woo, is Chinese American. That should be acknowledged somewhere in this article. The question should be why can’t Woo do this alone w/out these white guys.
I fully believe that if he’d tried existing on raw mince and raw chicken, scurvy might never have registered as a concern!
I think I may be one of the few who doesnt take this THAT seriously. He did something dumb as a late teen/early twenty year old for a relatively short amount of time like 25 years ago. Who hasnt done something dumb "out of principle" around that age?
I’ve read two comments correcting this article so far.
My story. I was 16 and intoxicated to the point of being very sick. My friend and her boyfriend were arguing in a bedroom, leaving me alone with a football player who helped me to the bathroom because I was vomiting. He locked the door behind him and attempted to rape me. I fought him and eventually made enough noise…
When I was a teenager, I was almost raped b y two football players.
When I was a teenager, I was raped by a very popular football player and I told no one. It took me 30 years to come to terms with it. Just once I would like to see teen survivors turn the destructive behavior away from themselves and onto the rapist. Just once I would like to see the boy’s house burned down, the boy’s…
I’m going to say this much in my opinion, this young was probably strong enough to have survived the sexual assault, but not the outlandish assault sat upon her by her community, public servants, and that piece of shit family the Barnett’s.
This reminds me of the other stories we frequently hear about women who run start-ups. People with no training in organizing and management trying to run a group like this, having never been vetted for the role and especially when growth is going at breakneck pace, are going to fuck up then dig in their heels about…
I work in the city and one of our sites has one of the few public restrooms available in our part of town.
When I tell people this story, they tell me that hazmat should have cleaned the mess. I had no idea at the time, I just felt it was my responsibility to clean it up. In this time of COVID, DO NOT go touching any poop surfaces especially. Here goes:
More of a community bathroom than a public bathroom but I figure I’ll share my trauma. I got a terrible migraine when I was working at a residential treatment facility and got (rare) permission to stay behind while they went to a service project. While they were gone, somebody else (and I don’t say this to judge him,…