What are you saying? Love as tragedy isn't grandly self destructive?

Oh, yeah. I just posed that same scenario to krisak. I'm not pushing for it, mind you.

I'm not for sure, as I only know what I've read. People close to it have argued that the owners were actively going for a vision, which implies some grand delusions and charitable naivete, which one might spin into a tragedy in a minor key. That could help to humanize them a bit, whereas focusing only on their ghastly…

'Ridiculous waste of energy' without further comment is a snarky bon mot. 'Snarky' isn't itself a pejorative; snarky can be funny. Your comment was funny. It just didn't bring much of this insight and perspective you speak of. Of course this is open for discussion. That's why I asked a question. I don't mind jokes, or…

*SPOILERS, people*

Why? It's a big shift in concept that affects how we talk about, and therefore how we think about, heavy business. It risks consigning a fundamental pillar of Western thought to 'the past.' It swaps out culpability and the dangers of overweening will for bad luck and pity. It sucks. When did it become ridiculous to…

Do you find the twist conceit weirdly meta—like, its hook depends entirely on the fact that actresses look different from each other? I took the gesture to mean in part that living through that shit makes you unrecognizable. Also, that the *real* twist needs some separation to work.

What do you want from your horror? I'm really asking. I really dig Perkins' thing so far, but I find your comments thoughtful on other subjects and would like to hear more about why he doesn't work for you.

Did you grasp the ending? I'm not throwing shade, I just think it's such a tight, haunting, awful conclusion that I can't help but suspect you missed a detail. Admittedly, it'd be easy to miss; it happens in a few quiet blinks, but makes a lot of difference.

I just watched this. I'd like to contest your take. I saw your smart comments about American Gods and I feel you could dig Perkins if you approached him in the right mindset. Interested?

I feel the conclusion of this film is not getting enough props. It's fifty times more chilling than Halloween-style scares.

Except they're also about mighty people sowing their own destruction, applying their grand powers to their purpose as they lose all perspective, and missing opportunities for peace and reconciliation.

It's really a shame the Davis family is horning in on Gruden's long command of the 'most pederasty-flavoured man-child bowl cut' award. It was such a tidy way of conveying that dude's suckiness. Now we have to talk about his football acumen instead, which only makes him stronger.

Is it a prick move to lament that 'tragedy' now means merely 'shitty accident'? I'm actually asking. That's not what tragedy is, or at least used to be. I'm curious if people miss the heavier Greek sense of 'mighty attribute also led to disaster' instead of the modern 'shitty thing that's not your fault,' or if…

Me too. One gross non-bathing hoarder buddy of mine ended up homeless and I put him up on my couch for like five months afterward. It wasn't super-comfy, but damn, people on the edge are on the edge, you gotta step up and help. Codes exist to protect people, but without some robust services for those most likely to…

I don't think Eazy is condemning those kids, so much as noting that if these conditions were so obviously dangerous as to merit eye-rolls from a bunch of people on the internet that have never been there, it's worth mentioning in the larger dialogue that sometimes people go high-risk to their own great cost. It…

Totally. I love Lynchian satire above all others because…well, the dude is not fucking around about serious evil, but it somehow feels like he never abandons awareness of vile people's humanity, either. He rips the balls off of LA, small towns, parenthood, show biz, law enforcement, masculinity—and you still can feel…

I would be thrilled to drink a beer and talk shit about the Bucs. I have always rated them among the shittiest, weirdest franchises from a design-and-steerage point of view, but I'm lastingly fascinated by them, deeply moved by their loyal 'backwater' fanbase (building an alternative to Miami is no fuckin joke, even…

Sorry—what? I think we're on the same side here, Wiggle. What in particular are you getting at?

I too miss Coop, but Lynch either knows we want him and is withholding for good reasons, or else is more interested in other questions the slow rehab can facilitate and it behooves us to look hard at what he's up to in those scenes. I find Dougie to be an unintuitive but rewarding lens on other kinds of American…