You mean bitch in the sense of having a pussy? Or a pussy having no goddamn sense?
You mean bitch in the sense of having a pussy? Or a pussy having no goddamn sense?
D Minor IS the saddest of all keys!
Doctor becomes enraged, Nabin?
I didn't get the sense he was actually pissed as doing a schtick - albeit a creepy, overly intense schtick. He was clearly supposed to single out those two. Also, the way he snatches up his hat so quickly when he's done made me think he was like an evangelical freelance mercenary or…
Her "Mrs. Seinfeld" sounded a bit like Elmo.
Also, in real life, the award is only half a million dollars.
The imploding funeral speech by the preacher with the rain and gospel organ.
epitaph
It's funny that you chose the "mikvah" speech as the intro quote, as the context of that is really funny in the movie. He's trying to impress Samantha Morton's character, and coming off like a pretentious tool. She's already pissed at him, and glances around the room rather than pay attention to him.
I found the final shot eerie, even scary. I was thinking of how, in her dream, Betty seems to smush the caterpillar - her eyes sort of flash with a bit of crazy intensity. Remembering that gave the shot of her going to attend to the baby a bit of a weird vibe for me.
We're not here to sell you something, we're here to offer you something…for…money!
This episode
seemed really dense, thematically. Almost every scene has some daddy/change/fertility/birth/destruction aspect to it. This show is always great, but I think the writing here really was "next level shit".
I thought it was rather ominous the way Don admonished her to eat more, then later her smoking and drinking, while pointedly referring to her "condition". I'm a bit worried about this baby!
Did you see Jane shooting between her toes as Jesse floated? Gross.
World's Greatest Lawyer
on Bob Odenkirk's coffee cup. He loves that gag!
Donate anything you can find to your local school system's band or orchestra program.
Three-Six Mafia: one oscar
Harold Ramis: Zero oscars
PS - Walken, where'd you go to school? My guess is U. of Michigan.
Four hours or more a day practicing will do that to you! My mom tells me I'm real funny and I have a great personality, though.
Retard-ando
Texas El Paso!
Porgy: "Step on it, Mudhead! They need me at the last meeting of the philatelists club!"