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We're finally getting a proper Armenian Genocide movie, with big-name actors and everything! (My parents, and probably many others, were confused by Atom Egoyan's Ararat.) Starring Christian Bale, Charlotte Le Bon, and Armo-looking Oscar Isaacs. James Cromwell is Henry Morgenthau Sr. Direced by Terry George of Hotel

My guess would be they were shooting for a Byronic Batman, but he just came across as an asshole.

The other day the Guardian ran a story about how she reacted to the ash of 9/11. She was livid about the workers who were getting sick and very solicitious of their well-being. So much so that some of the responders are baffled by how she's portraying herself in the media and her critical reputation as aloof and

On top of attacking Clinton for what Trump has done multiple times a day since he started his campaign, the Gary Johnson blowback from his "What is Aleppo?" gaffe is also maddening and ridiculous in contrast to the media's stupid normalization of Trump. If this sorry spectacle of this ridiculous candidate isn't the

Two exceptional Marys, sexist Batman, a critically acclaimed movie I didn't like or get, a questionable mattress ad.

Well, I guess that guy giving the photographer the finger is speaking for all of us.

Ah, that's sweet. Glad he discovered Maddow before everyone else knew she was cool.

I had forgotten Olbermann's Special Comments. Excellent use of The Twilight Zone.

I wasn't a fan of alcohol then, so didn't do that. In class later that evening, only one student broke down, with the teacher awkwardly trying to comfort her. He was a severe, French teacher.

I think the second, most notably Alan Greenspan. His quote to Congress that he didn't realize that rational free markets could be not quite rational, was amazing.

I try not to have any angst about missing great artists. You'll eventually get to them in your long life, and if you don't, what do you care, you'll be dead.

I wouldn't mind watching 227 for free, but the entire run, not the random collection of episodes they have of it and all their other TV show pickups.

I was in school, with class in the evening, so I basically sat down to watch TV and hardly got up. I don't really remember being astounded that it happened. No, it didn't feel unreal like a movie, I just took it matter-of-factly, stoically, like, yep, this kind of mass murder and tragedy can happen. Of course I was on

Sting had a small, open-air concert in Italy that night. He said a few words about how he didn't want to give this act "any credence", and how he was angry and confused. He dedicated the apt first song, "Fragile" to the victims. It's a very good concert.
https://www.youtube.com/wat…

Where Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee is. Everything else there kind of sucks, with commercials.

Well, at least we got some good art about the event.

Perhaps Ayn Rand would also be in the running for that title.

Why would we admit this, here? Surely you jest, Sir. (My answer is Lubitsch, but I will endeavor to remedy this forthwith. Stop judging me!)

As it happens, Paul Krugman wrote his column today about the cloud cuckoo land disparity in the media between talking about Clinton's "corruption" and Trump's. Vividly titled, for maximum clickbait, "Hillary Clinton Gets Gored." It worked; he was trending on Twitter this morning.
http://www.nytimes.com/2016…®ion=opinion

RIP to a deluded, insane-sounding woman.