One day someone will use the "chosen one" cliche for the final time.
And on that day, humanity will finally be free.
One day someone will use the "chosen one" cliche for the final time.
And on that day, humanity will finally be free.
So, smart people making a show about what they think stupid people think smart people are like? How could that possibly be inaccurate?
Those titles may not make immediate sense,but they aren't deceptive or misleading. Your title doesn't have to be literal, but if it misleads Joe Would-Be-Viewer, it's a bad title. And as titles went, Terriers was terrible.
No, it's good, but it's no "Dear Baby, welcome to Dumpsville; population: you."
Could they at least release S3 DVDs sometime soon?
Benjamin is always worth the risk, but the promo for Bob's is just awful.
Why did they greenlight this in the first place?
I'm not saying it wasn't funny, but when have we had a show that revolves about a vacuous, navel-gazing privileged douchebag be successful? You can make a success about unlikable characters (pretty much everyone in Seinfeld is a terrible person), people with elevated…
My issue was Southland Tales wasn't crazy enough, and instead seemed to keep finding new ways to be lazy and ponderous. Too many characters just to have them, scenes that felt like college kids thinking of what would look cool and then shoehorning it into a story that was already too loose. The philosophical…
The pilot's name was George Zip.
Bah! This was going to finally be Stilt-Man's big chance!
I saw it recently and it just felt slight. Up until the end it felt like it was leading somewhere, but then just never really did. yeah, we get the big (offscreen) reveal, and it implies that there's a pseudo-supernatural link between the Hobbes story and the hazmat team, but instead of being a big, compelling closed…
How were the tits?
I'm still bitter I never got to see the aborted Kilroy Was Here live-theatre-concert fiasco.
I like MCR in the same way I like that 2.99/six beer you get sometimes at Trader Joe's. It ain't high art (it may not even be art), but sometimes that isn't what you're looking for. Loud, stupid, weirdly sincere - like the Michael Bay of music, only without the condescension.
Hey, if hipsters can embrace anti-comedy without irony, why not anti-music? Or does she need to be an ugly dude for that to work?
The best part is when you then frantically try to dry it off before it gets permanently bricked, but of course you fail. So you just stand there with your hands covered in toilet water, clutching your dead link to the world; it's like a personal BSOD.
Keith David and David Keith
The mismatched buddy-cop show we've all been waiting for! They're total opposites, but partners!
Well, without that stuff wouldn't the food just get stuck in their throat in one big food-jam? Once you're past the mouth the voluntary action of eating ceases, and zombies are shown to usually dry out, making navigating the esophagus a non-starter soon. They should have food falling out of their mouths soon when they…
My friend drives a Chevy Malibu.
Yeah, when you're hoping for more Clint Howard scenes to keep the movie interesting, you're pretty much wasting a few hours of your life.