I was hating the scene where Molly breaks into Lester's house, just because it seemed like such a stretch that she would decide that he was hiding a murder weapon in his house, find his key under his doormat, go to the basement, notice the washer slightly askew, unscrew it, reach in and find the murder weapon.

Yeah, no. Condescending and judgmental is just a complete misreading of her. If anything, she's patient and genuinely polite to a fault. If anything, she's dogged.

Well, this season isn't set in Fargo at all (nor was the movie Fargo). The show is set in Bemidji and Duluth. The movie was in Brainerd and Minneapolis mostly.

Yeah, what Todd said. I noticed the same thing, was confused for a second, then realized he wasn't talking about that specific scanner.

Yeah, but it's an anthology like True Detective, so the second season will have all new characters in a new location. This season is a self-contained story.

You can't stop what's coming.

What keeps this review from being an A or even an A+. The film is fantastic, the best film I've seen this year, and I can't find a single criticism in the write-up. What makes it very good and not excellent?

Eh, not really. Unless you're saying The Dead Zone is the be-all end-all of "touch someone and see their future" conceits. In this one, he sees specifically how they'll die, which is a different power than the more ambiguous "touch them and see the future" power in The Dead Zone. The power in Dark House also isn't…

The only people I hate more than gingers are Brits.

Oh really? Fuck that kid in his ginger face!

You know who was an awfully good actor? Spencer Tracy.

That was a powerbomb, not a pile driver. He even says what the move is. Cmon, people.

It always bothered me that they wore blue uniforms on that show.

Not to nitpick, but his name is Teller, not Raymond Teller. He had it officially changed, and you generally should use the name that both the guy himself and the state accept for him. It's not a secret that he was born Raymond Teller, but it's no longer his name.

The highlight is that his screen credit so far is Wild Man, because that's what he called himself. That's Don McManus, who's sort of been in everything. He's actually got a big part in the upcoming LUCKY BASTARD, which is a surprisingly pretty good found-footage gonzo-porn horror flick, also starring the guy who plays…

I can. But I won't. I'll leave that to other, more ambitious souls.

I wasn't comparing 12 Years to Wolf. I liked them both. I was making fun of the idea that this downer of a movie about slavery was going to ruin the Oscars, and that someone was really concerned about that.

She probably won't win an Oscar for those films either. Because time moves linearly.

You're arguing against a point that no one made.

Ugh, can people just get over slavery already, amirite? More Leo snorting coke lines off of strippers!