But then he would have inexplicably leave action behind and start making zany comedies.

I get the feeling that if that had happened, he would have gone Warner/DC and starred in a bunch of Aquaman movies.

Very well said. Not to derail your train or thought, but, how can someone be "fat and also chubby"?

I've noticed I do this a lot when I comment, but here's yet another fun fact of Mexico: Mayo is the de facto dressing of everything: you put in in your salad, on fish, meat, chicken, and to me, a sandwich without it is sad, lazy and bad parenting.

Awesome.

After watching the video and reading this post, why do I suddenly want to eat gummi bears?

Eva Green being a witch from Oz explains why she appears to be melting.

Can Nicki Minaj stick to walls, though?

I saw Deep Breath at the world tour here in Mexico over the weekend. Fantastic episode, everything works. Except for the bad guy plot if you think about it, which operates on its own logic consistently, and which is based on something from a past episode that, while cool, didn't really make sense then.

Want to know what's going on? The tugging and pulling of your feels in the most spectacularly complicated sci-fi manner. (This is meant to apply to Nu Who, mostly.)

Indeed! While I'm a born Marvelite, much love is spread to the DC properties, and I want to see them do well. (I always wanted to see Christopher Priest's and Joe Quesada's (!) The Ray on the big screen!)

I've been to concerts and I've seen these celebrity humans onstage, sweating profusely. So I'm pretty sure I can already smell like them.

Indeed. Apparently they can do far more than what dora asks them to do.

When I was fifteen, I had a Spider-Man t-shirt. There were other teens, even younger children who didn't know who Spider-Man was, and others were shocked I'd wore a t-shirt with a "cartoon" character, as if it was the Care Bears or Rainbow Brite.

Here's something I'd like to admit: I CAN'T TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SALAD DRESSINGS. They all taste like different types of sweet mayo to me. So I don't care which one I get. Unless of course, there's none. That's quite annoying.

I've seen a tendency, in how much parents and kids hated/loved the movie, that it depends on how old the kids are: younger kids hated it, so parents hated it, and older kids loved it, so parents loved it too. This is all informal polling, of course.

Oh, I've been a Jets fan far longer than most of the drunk douches that grope women (or one another) at the stadium. I'm just far far away.

It's true! It's one of those cultural things that don't become part of the stereotype. For some sort of unkown reason, football is more popular among Mexicans in Mexico than in Mexican Americans (Sanchez and others notwithstanding) and in Mexicans who immigrate. It probably has to do with access to opportunities,…

I come from a futbol crazed country, (México) that also has a rich, almost century old college football tradition, due to proximity to its natural hotbed (you guys), and even the most ardent fan won't dare speak ill of football other than "I don't get it," to avoid getting hit in the face by ardent fans. (J-E-T-S,…

...and there's a cockroach (or several dozens) for every kitchen!