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There's something inadvertently funny about how he delivers that.

I'll take the rest of the week off!

The plane drops them off in Heaven! Good night everybody!

I know and I'm stressing how it speaks to the abyss that is that final season and particularly the final episode, where if you showed me anything other than the last fifteen minutes of it I'd have no idea how much time is left.

It's a callback to a line no one remembers from earlier in that episode. Total crickets.

Yeah it's pretty good stuff.

And you should know!

YES

No I'm—doesn't!

Thanks, Dodge!

Not only did they not need a stuntwoman, they didn't even need to supply Aubrey Plaza with mace.

OHMYGODIDONTCARE

Revolution Anti-Hero is the stuff of legend. A truly great IPA.

Well none of em can act a lick anymore (if they ever could) so I'm comfortable with that trade off.

Well then we're fucked. But we all knew that by this point.

"You're hired!" - whoever TWD's showrunner is this year, probably.

That is too funny. I was just talking to my friend a few hours ago about how The Walking Dead is now completely perfunctory and is for some reason given a 90 minute slot on AMC to string a sequence of meaningless generic monologues together that accomplish nothing in entire episodes.

Seriously, a C+? Lisa slurring and angrily/lazily hunched over a wine glass, that's a minimum B-.

Big ups to the Jackie Brown favorite "Street Life" playing over the credits as the HBO miniseries of Raccoons unfolds to its hidden, pudding-eating audience.

"Kr8zy trial today @ Septon of Baelor ZOMG"