She's not off putting in this, you're right, she's just…brittle in a way that doesn't compliment the character or the show. Delaney, on the other hand, would be anything but

I'll give you that. I dance while I fold, definitely (something I inexplicably left out of my original comment) but not so…earnestly. I get down a bit, but either with a subdued "hey, you're doing this in public" remove or a "fuck it, you're in *public*" spastic, almost antagonistic zeal. To you point, this dancing…

Before he developed his famous turkey neck, George Lucas had quite the Civil War neckbeard

Oh god, nothing warms my heart like Diagnosis? Bastard!

Nonsense. I just would have been surprised that you didn't like AoD. It's my personal favorite of the Evil Dead movies (god, I wish they let Raimi call it The Medieval Dead) and while that's a popular opinion in general, it doesn't seem to sit well amongst the purists

I mean, not for me, but I didn't want to speak for anyone else.

As someone who wants to see Dana Delaney in waaaay more projects (she will always be my definitive Lois Lane), I wholeheartedly agree. I never thought of her for this, but damn, you're right: She'd mix the prickly with the warm in the same likable-but-plausibly-awful way Thomas Hayden Church does.

I think it was from when he had a sudden glimpse into his future and realized he was going to star in the 1994 version of The Puppet Masters

As a twenty-something Chicagoan who frequents the local laundromat and goddamn loves listening to music while folding clothes? This'un

Hahahaha, somehow that makes an inane line even more so. Unless the previous line was about him fucking her while reciting "Uncle Sol's Worm Farm"

Never thought of that. Touche, pedantry. But, I guess that means no Deathcoaster in the near future.

"Alas, Army of Darkness?"

The movie may have been hot garbage, Cinnamon, but I think Mikey C was onto something with his chosen team of an astrophysicist, mathematician, biologist and psychologist.

Agreed, but I think Dowd makes a good point: The movie, hilariously, seems to expect you to tune out the narration. I saw this movie with two of my best, pretentious cinephile friends (get the three of us together and it's like a collapsing star made of cinematic knowledge, opinions and the long-arm "jerk off" gesture…

Oh good. This argument pops up so often with genuine conviction behind it, it gets hard to tell sometimes

I was a little surprised he went for a weak-tea traffic light joke, too. Particularly when his response to "I don't see color" could have been a clip of her screeching that Colin Kaepernick should shut up because he's half white and raised by white parents

But why would you put an equivocation in the name of your movement? Black lives were being taken. They weren't being taken *as well as* others; repeatedly police officers drew on and killed black people. Black lives matter, full stop. It's a way of saying, "You can't ignore this or sweep this shit under the rug…

Hell, *in this episode* Barry proved he was a shitty leader

Hooray! Gemma Arterton is still alive! Good on you, Tamara Drewe

I, for one, was hoping that Michael Wincott-Bot was going to jump up and strangle Ford when he was fucking with Bernard