And that is somehow the second saddest episode of that series, astonishingly.

No one made an adaptation of FMA because they don't want to drown the world in tears when it rains really hard in that one episode for no reason.

An insane democratic turnout in 2018.

Man, isn't that the truth.

Another in the long list of "songs that are legitimately pretty great, but I never want to hear again, because why……."

That last name sounds like some sort of incurable and very unpleasant skin condition.

Question 1: Why wasn't episode 17 the last episode of the season and why didn't any one of you tell them what a disastrous mess episode 18 was?

They already announced they want (maybe have?) Angelina Jolie.

It's the Underpants Gnomes come to life.

Pretty sure it's actually Keith Richards's attempt to keep getting royalty checks from "Paint It Black."

[crickets]

It could not turn out like a modern-day set Penny Dreadful, because Eva Green isn't in it, and it's not a gothic romance.

Universal's inability to take this process one step at a time is just comical. I mean, of course have internal meetings and plan ahead. I'm not saying don't do that at all, but making a huge public commitment to a concept that hasn't had any traction yet is learning all of the wrong lessons.

I knew there was a way to blame this on Roger Waters.

Can we just elect the twitter account next time? I feel like that might be preferable to the man.

Points!

The season is going to be a bunch of one man shows, with each member of the Bluth family isolated in a padded room speaking directly to the camera for 45 minutes to an hour. It'll be very French.

Yeah, especially in a 13 episode season, Peyton has definitely not been a featured player so far. Presumably, though, the dominatrix case (I assume Liv eats a client's brains hence the apparent domming going on in this preview, though that doesn't explain what Peyton is doing) will have fairly major implications for…

Second only to "The Hotel California" on the list of places from famous songs that you should presumably never actually want to go.

I'm in Santa Monica, and I can hear the Disney execs laughing all the way from Glendale.