I'm more excited about Maron's appearance than Seinfeld's, if only for the inevitable on-and-off screen hand-wringing and recriminations from both Louis and Maron.

I'm more excited about Maron's appearance than Seinfeld's, if only for the inevitable on-and-off screen hand-wringing and recriminations from both Louis and Maron.

Before anyone mentions it, Vince/Wallace was a totally different deal, not least because Vince is two feet taller than Wallace and has an entirely different face.

The Friday Night Lights and Breaking Bad universes intersecting is too much for me to compute. It's like Will Arnett on The Sopranos all over again.

Screeners bitch!

I watched a couple episodes of ARCHER, and man - I forgot how dark the episode where he goes on a chemo-fuelled rampage is. Jesus.

Basquiat.

This is a really good movie. Genuinely offbeat and charming, like the prime-era Hal Ashby films, rather than the enforced kookiness you get from most Fox Searchlight stuff. It shits all over Win Win, basically.

Am I hell - I'm dying here.

She's also the wife of Ralph Fiennes in In Bruges - "You're an inanimate fucking object!" - and Im pretty sure she's an early victim of that despicable guy from Naked, the one who wanders around in a skimpy pair of briefs for most of the film. She's had a pretty awesome career, all told. So awesome I might even look…

If they made this episode of The Office today the 'Howard' role would be played by either a mugging, moustachioed opera singer, a disembodied pair of trousers or a racist meerkat. Adverts in the UK are pretty agressively surreal now.

I don't know - the trailer to this seemed like the worst kind of
drop-all-the-sound-out-then-jump-cut
to-a-demon-face-while-blowing-out-the-speakers-with-a-weird-screeching-noise
cheap bullshit horror that I hate. I'm a huge horror fan, but I tend to get more irritated than entertained by jump scares these days.