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Janet
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I think it’s just saying “FEED ME, YOU FOOL!” and we can’t tell the difference.

This is one mess I, uh, won’t be watching.

You might say this whole thing is a thorny subject.

I need to see this like I need a nail in the hand.

2020 is now already at least 70% better than 2019, thanks to this news. That’s science!

Praise Beebo!

Three men say they're Jesus. Two of them must be wrong.

Beebo wuvs that photo!

I had not heard about this movie at all, so in the time of reading the review I went from “I’ll watch anything with Goggins, Dinklage and Whitford!” to “maybe I should not watch this if I want to continue respecting and being delighted by their acting.” 

Both DeNiro and Pacino stated in interviews that”that other movie” in which they acted together was not the way that they wanted people to remember them and they are so glad that they could do “The Irishman” before retiring. So, you are, essentially, correct.

Eliot and Margo are the only reasons I’m going to try to watch the fifth season. The way season 4 ended pissed me off in a big way.  

The two tall ones balance out the short one

Still, Three Christs’ hackneyed script can’t explain away the tic-heavy, borderline-offensive performances by the main trio of Peter Dinklage, Bradley Whitford, and Walton Goggins, all of whom affect stereotypically “crazy” dispositions or accents that the inmates from One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest would consider a

First contender for best headline of 2020

Man, it’s a shame to see shitty performances from three great actors and Richard Gere.

Three Christs walk into a bar, the fourth one ducks

Sad Penis is sad.

Missed opportunity that the “s” in “penis” isn’t this one: