"he’s not going to be the confident, self-assured Don Draper either.
There’s nothing Pete Campbell wants more than to not be Pete Campbell."

If the universe is guided by a benevolent intelligence, both. If it's just the result of a bunch of various forms of energy bouncing off of each other, then I guess it doesn't matter which Wild Wild West reboot I cram into my entertainment hole.

This is great! Universal should totally spend $80 million on this thing that I will doubtlessly see in the theaters multiple times just to tide me over until the Wild Wild West reboot that I'm sure will be announced later on today.

He wouldn't have had to turn to a life of crime if he hadn't lost all his money investing in Greek futures. What a loser!

Working title: Squeezebox.

Yar, and Match Point was just a reheat of Crimes & Misdemeanors with scenes from other Allen flicks reheated and thrown in as well.

…silicone from a cut-rate implant.

But do you have to know hoe to used apostrophe's.

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There was one screen where you jumped off a cliff while wearing a parachute and tried to hit a branch growing out of the side of the cliff so that you ended up inside a cave. The branch invariably shredded the parachute and Indy fell to his death. This was after traversing a series of mesas that looked remarkably…

The Raiders of the Lost Ark game was impossible as well.

Someone tell that horrible pajama man to stop making his "Oats" face at me!

Still waiting on PT Anderson's prequel "There Will Be Boobs." Featuring Ed Asner. And his boobs.

That explains Princess Leia's penchant for pelo loco.

Yar, neither my white or black or Filipino friends or anybody I know is talking about or caring about this. But it has increased my awareness of BK's chicken wraps and thus increased the chances I'll buy one. If they put out a set of collectible celebrity glasses with that lead paint on them, I'm totally there.

Roaches of the sea.

Sing about chicken sandwiches all you want, wrap music is where I draw the line.

Yeah, with their double downs, stackers, $5 foot longs, $10 dinner boxes, horsey sauce, happy meals, and nuggets, fast food menus should be a prime source of inspiration for the erotic arts.

My bad.

"Yup, robots love them some mechanically separated proteins!" Way to perpetuate the stereotype.