'I'm kinda not down with Joss getting dinged for an alleged leaked draft, and I would hate that happening to me, but it serves my thesis right now, so let me ding him right quick.'

I had whale that way. I'm still not over it.

I always saw Fett to his own flick as Riddick was to Pitch Black.

Thank God history has forgotten them as they deserve. QT will be no different.

Totally. This hack is almost as derivative as Shakespeare and Bob Dylan. Fuckin rip-off artists.

But maybe you were about to tell me what a hoss Haile was.

We're drifting quickly a) away from my original worry, b) into zones that require more than commentary-board short-hand, and c) too far into assholery to bother continuing here. Which is a shame, as it's a worthy topic to discuss. I didn't claim to have fielded an oh-so-penetrative argument, I implied that you were…

Fire Walk With Me was retitled That Shit On A Fire Stick for the South Side market. He's suggesting you watch that instead, or possibly that it is about as reflective of Tupac's life as this biopic.

If you're going to catch needless attitude, you'd better at least bring some A game. I'm fucking aware of Africa, thanks.

There are many dan dan recipes that omit peanuts entirely. The varieties inspire vicious fights, but start here:

It's also not hard to cuisinart whole sesame seeds into a paste, if you've got a big shaker of those around from that one time you used them for garnish. Toast them dry first, blade em up, bam.

How are you for sovereign dan dan mien recipes, proper Sichuan style? More acid and punch, less peanut sweetness.

Yeah. A couple of white dudes in America answering the question 'what if we had an AFRICAN one' is a deeply classical gesture and wondering if colonialism makes that weird is a modernist distortion.

Kieta, I think you're a dangerous lunatic as you well know—but let's embrace for once in lament. This man was my earliest childhood, and it sounds like yours too. A BatKleenex for you, friend.

This cannot possibly be upvoted enough. I don't upvote—ever. I think voting on each other is fucking weird.

No, I don't. It's kinda odd, but not remotely equally. Whether a 'great' man, a philosopher-king powerful inheritor aristocrat type dude, will balance an erring city out has been a question in Western art since at least the Odyssey. Also, those stories are usually tense only vertically, within a given caste system:…

It's such a fresh take on a truly played-out and inherently uninteresting subgenre (to me) that I kinda wish he had leaned in on it sooner, rather than saving it for the finale twist. But it's still grandly fucked up, and buttressed by how lonely and bereft Kiernan Shipka was all film.

That is no excuse. Asgardians can spare their champion for spandex antics without being the possible targets of tokenism because they don't exist. And Latverians match the real world better by dint of…well, I'll leave it to the the Rev. Skarekroe below.

That sounds way more on point. I've been avoiding it because I couldn't bear to be disappointed.

I am not disputing the moral plausibility of a king-vigilante. I'm disputing the way that the design here—a super-advanced secret kingdom with a crimefighting king—kinda bowdlerizes an entire continent's struggles during and after colonialism, cherry-picking the tasty bits for a hero yarn. Billionairesploitation…