After serious consideration, I have concluded that I would also be willing to star in a series of movies about Obi-Wan Kenobi.

You're saying they should make an Obi-Two and an Obi-Three?

No you don't, Oprah!

A fry cook with a heart of gold? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Everyone knows that all fry cooks are unrepentant assholes. Nope, gotta be a hooker.

I assumed this movie was about the ennui of fame setting in and that it would end with Kevin Hart committing suicide via autoerotic asphyxiation in front of the audience.

I guess Taye Diggs will have a lot more free time to spend being impossibly attractive.

We'll finally learn how predators celebrate Christmas.

Jurassic World was already a parable for audience abuse.

I only listen to podcasts that are either about how good good movies are or how bad bad movies movies are.

I guess shortly after he gave up his passion for fencing.

To be fair, Luke outgrew the role of sexless weirdo child and that hasn't stopped them from continuing to shove him down our throats.

I'm sure Rob Schneider is much too busy for something like that.

It was a remarkably human moment for her. That being said, the exchange in which she tried to sabotage Gretchen's ice cream cone and Gretchen ate it anyway was outstanding physical comedy.

This season needs more Sam. The whole plot line involving his beef with his crew was gold.

Everyone knows white people aren't funny.

Is anyone else not reading any food or drink articles on this site out of principle?

Mom's spaghetti

The first two seasons of Californication were just clever enough to make up for how obnoxious they were. It went down real fast after that, though.

My wife was loving this pilot until she heard the song. It immediately soured her on the whole thing.

I'm still waiting for a Fox animated sitcom set in a convent called "And Then There Were Nuns."