8 years of beautiful tradition, from "Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire" to "The Secret War of Lisa Simpson"? You're goddamn right I'm living in the fucking past!
8 years of beautiful tradition, from "Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire" to "The Secret War of Lisa Simpson"? You're goddamn right I'm living in the fucking past!
Six Feet Under
Yeah, more than half its run ago? Among those of us who think it blows, the general consensus is it started to do so somewhere between seasons 8 and 11.
What is unfair about making those who benefit most from our society pay the most to support it?
You're partly right in that most critics probably think Happy Madison productions are a load of garbage—and not the good kind—but I think a critic's approach to a movie isn't that different from the regular viewing audience: they hope it's great. Or failing that, passably entertaining.
Boo!!!
None times, because an extraneous T makes it a quote of nothing. Let me tell you, EvelKareebel is cock…
I was drunk when I watched this episode—and same now! what a coincidence!—but that was the biggest thing about the flashback to me. Gus is extremely vulnerable and inexperienced in those scenes, even less competent than Walt vs. Gus over the last season and a half. I mean, that's the main reason that scene needed to…
Yeah, but Mara was awful.
Pretty puritanical. We can't even get legal weed unless we pay some guy in West Hollywood $40 to write us a note about how sometimes we're tired when we wake up.
What made it feel particularly honest to me was how Joseph Gordon-Levitt seemed to be grappling with three different emotions in every single scene. He wasn't just furious with Bryce Dallas Howard, he was also sympathetic towards her and then maybe kind of missed her but oh right goddamn it you're terrible.
"My Wife the Tramp"
So it's proven that Crazy Gibberish is the Genevieve Koski of the comments section.
Lumping Happy Gilmore (and especially Billy Madison) in with the rest of the Happy Madison productions shows a gross misunderstanding of the history of cinema.
If fat people can't make out with their pants down, there won't even be an America in another ten years.
It should clearly be digilingus.
Replace Nevermind with Superunknown, and apparently we were the same little kid.
Crumb-bums??!
Nailed it. WHIP, like ERA, is a fine metric for measuring what happened, but it doesn't correlate as well with what will happen as FIP, xFIP, tRA, etc.
You have it reversed. BABIP is almost all luck-based for pitchers (though changeup artists seem to exert a little control), but batters have a high level of control over it. For instance, Ichiro's career BABIP, including this severe down year, is .351.