Comedy is a man falling in a sewer and dying. Tragedy is the same thing happening to me.

Not usually unless they’ve been evasive and impossible to track down.

It’s pretty funny that she got served custody papers while introducing the movie she made with the guy she left her husband for.

Another fucking bad take from Hughes, add it to the mountain pile.

People are served notices at their job everyday. She shouldn’t get a special exception because she directed Booksmart.

Don’t fucking do this, ’kay?

Given if certain tabloid timeline rumors are true though, this is a pretty funny and karmic time and situation to do it.

I know very little about basketball and I’ve really enjoyed this show so far. I don’t think West comes off bad: I think if anything he really comes off as nuanced and driven. In regards to the drinking and anger, it’s amplified a bit but at the same point he’s not some insane, violent maniac.

Late 70s fashion was messed up.

I mean, it is a little unfair to criticize a comedy show for asking us to laugh at its characters?

My main fear with all this (as someone who basically never uses twitter, aside from finding out where the local food trucks are): how long until he lifts the ban on trump and other dangerous right-wingers, in the name of “free speech”?

This is why Twitter and Facebook need to be turned into a public utilities like the telephone company. We shouldn’t have these platforms at the whims of billionaires - whether you like the billionaire in question or not.

I’d love me some Clayface or Man-Bat. 

If they’re going to build a franchise out of The Batman, then Court of Owls could certainly be growing theme in the background for the next couple movies but I’d love to see the Clock King realized as the central villain within the next sequel or so. He doesn’t have to actually control time but have such an acute…

I’m all in for the Reeves version.

1. Two-Face, But Not Just The Second Stringer Or A Glorified Epilogue This Time, Do Him Properly This Time Thank You Very Much

Seriously. I gasped to see it’s 126 minutes. I know it’s Apatow, but this type of thing screams 90 minutes as opposed to his semi-serious character comedies like Funny People or The King of Staten Island.

This cast is partially unbearable and the film’s runtime is inexcusable.

RIP. He lived for sunsets, rainbows, and the smell of rain.

Surprised he didn’t just give that mugger jabroni a beat down