For box office poison, Cera sure does seem to have a lot of friends in the business. I have to assume he's like really easy to work with and gets along with the cast and crew well so people just kind of like him as a person. Or at least like the idea of him (or even just like the idea of liking someone like him),…

I keep thinking of those cocaine bear memes. That would be a good movie.

I hope I live long enough to see the return of presidential beards. I mean, that kind of thing projects the paternal authority so missing from American life. Mandy Patinkin will tell us what to do - just like at that authoritative facial hair!

What about Moe Green!?!

Wow. She's still around. They should've killed her off and kept pardon-my-tits way back when.

Hey man, genre media can't afford to piss off 45% of the population (or whatever, depending on whether we're in election season or not). You might as well ask for atheists who isn't just angry at god because it let their sister die of cancer, or a monarchist or pro-Al Qaeda guy who actually has a good point. This shit…

Confused me too. I sort of get it now that white limos are bad for some reason - good to know I guess if I randomly because famous or something.

I dunno, with music that sort of thing is more a selling point than a deterrent. If the lyrics matter at all, you want someone with something to say, which typically means people who take things way too seriously.

From what I remember, the genius kid who is the chosen one among chosen ones that gets trained to save the world and does and it plays like it's some kind of maturation event (party due to the expected big twist) but is really just wish fulfillment for nerd kids who think they're smarter than most adults. How close is…

Oh I know. But I feel pretty confident that my self-righteous rage at the jacket was, is and will be much more entertaining to myself than anything the book actually has to offer. I've asked nerdy friends who read it as teenagers and they all seem to agree that it's sort of like Atlas Shrugged in that it seems to…

Wait. Undead dog? That sounds a lot better.

I can't think of a book jacket blurb that made me want to read a book less than this one. I just sounded like a precious snowflake nerd masturbation-a-thon, complete with hamfisted portrayals of the military (a la… *shudder* The Stainless Steel Rat Gets Drafted), Mary Sue-gasms and chosen-one crap thrown on top like a…

Only the first two are (or at least were) on NF streaming, so that's all I saw. I tried to get the discs for S3,  but it was just too much effort. Dexter may take itself sort of seriously, but it never feels like it - junk food that's inexplicably on a pay-cable channel I don't know anyone who actually pays for.

So, who's up for a Kickstarter for a Frank novel? Sure, it's no erotic Franco (since let's be honest - what could possibly compare?), but damn it man, we're all diminished with Frank fading in our collective rearview mirror!

He's never been the same since the day he married Marvin Gaye.

They need to bring back Wavy Gravy - that was my favorite Ben & Jerry's flavor.

I do have a soft sport for movies with unconvincing designated heroes. You know, where the parent is bravely fight for kids who're better off with them, or the hero is fighting some bad guy whose evil master plan would probably benefit just about everyone. When it's due to incompetence it's funny, but it can also be a…

Nah, she's like the Michael Strahan, while Amazon is the Brittfar.

Getting paid to write this sort of thing seems wrong. People should do it purely for the love of writing erotic fantasies about James Franco!

I guess that explains why Timmy McVeigh refused to eat pork?