I don't know.  I find it hard to get worked up over people voluntarily giving their money away.  If they don't like it, they won't donate.  Who gives a shit?  Braff could put all of those donations into a blender and inject it anally, and he'd still be, like, the 237,393rd shittiest person in the movie business.

Exactly.  I haven't watched the show in years, but if those endings are accurate, it's all the proof anyone would need that the show was ultimately toothless.  A very well-made sitcom for a number of years, absolutely, but attributing anything deeper to the material is beyond generous.  Working-class people who were…

Sad but true.  I'd guess that most Americans, especially Generation X and younger, would do terrible things for the prize of a terrible but steady job they could count on.  The dream used to be upward mobility; now it's just living indoors and dying on a clean mattress.

This is probably just me projecting my opinion onto 200 million viewers, but I find that sort of product placement to be an incredible break of immersion.  Roger Sterling pouring some brand-name vodka is one thing; Deschanel dry-humping a Lexus for 10 minutes while someone reads the list of features is another.  Shows…

More like pump-action rifles, really.

It's actually one of the sub-lots over on Fuck Mountain.

Although I must admit, I never thought I'd see the day where Deschanel was on a better show than Brie.  Yet here we are.

It's actually a raging pain in the ass.  I'm a spoiled member of the DVR/OnDemand/whatever generation, but as a fan of good television, I have to do my duty.  So I have to research the T.V. schedule, make sure it's on the right channel, and sometimes even fill out those damn diaries.  I've never watched an episode of…

I didn't watch this season, out of protest.  (And I'm a Nielsen home, so my vote actually mattered, because some random address generator pulled me up.)  My willpower broke only once, and it was the episode with that Inspector Spacetime convention.  Holy shit.  Never before has a childish, pointless crusade felt so…

Damn right.  When I tune in to a breezy sitcom, I want to see nice people suffering at the hands of a cruel and uncaring universe, because LAUGHS.

I just like that someone at the A.V. Club actually analyzes this show.  It's like reading someone live-Tweet a review of some socks they just bought.

I would also settle for D'Angelo Barksdale's take.

It does, but so do most shows.  For a while, the American version was legitimately great television.  It didn't have the balls to be as dark as the original, true, and it was padded all to hell, but those are symptoms of the U.S. television business that the show had no control over.

I'd wager that this site has far broader standards of beauty than most of the Internet; I don't think that's the issue.  Schwalbach (at least in Clerks 2; I don't even remember J&SB) was not terribly appealing, and the scene of her pulling her shirt up - presumably intended as fanservice by Smith - was just…

I'd wager that this site has far broader standards of beauty than most of the Internet; I don't think that's the issue.  Schwalbach (at least in Clerks 2; I don't even remember J&SB) was not terribly appealing, and the scene of her pulling her shirt up - presumably intended as fanservice by Smith - was just…

I feel a bit for Kevin Smith in that his opinion of his wife's looks is not in sync with the rest of the world, leading to much on-screen torment for all parties.

I feel a bit for Kevin Smith in that his opinion of his wife's looks is not in sync with the rest of the world, leading to much on-screen torment for all parties.

I'd guess that they're the ONLY ones who enjoy it.  My tolerance of Smith abated once I got too old for 90 minutes of blowjob humor.

I'd guess that they're the ONLY ones who enjoy it.  My tolerance of Smith abated once I got too old for 90 minutes of blowjob humor.

She wasn't an "it," she was a human woman with feelings.