The Best Years of Our Lives is a treasure.

So did I. I had never been to a Disney movie where a guy straight up got mulched in the chest by spinning claws.

The problem is that what networks want is populism in the vein of Jimmy Fallon, but what we need - ratings be damned - is incisive satire. Trevor Noah is not satirizing anything, he's simply a jokester.

I dunno, "sparkly fizz in my nethers" is a real contender.

When Richard was trying to pretend he wasn't a virgin I said to my wife, "They should bring back the unicorn." Lo and behold…

I almost vomited to death watching SNL one season.

Chicago Parks and Recreation

"I won't be back."

"I've got a bad feeling about this." - Spider-Man

Enjoy the silence.

We're all duned.

Can't wait to see "Mi Mundo de los Flopos" by Nathan Rabin's non-union Mexican equivalent.

We gave Donald Trump a voice.

Kinda sad that the show wasn't able to bring back Tony Head to play Arnold Galavant again, although having Willoughby from Sense and Sensibility isn't a bad alternative.

Rickman's greatest role was, IMO, Prince John in Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves. Why? Because outside of his performance, that movie is an irredeemable pile of early-90s shit schmaltz.

The Road Back to the Invisible Jet

You'd be hard-pressed to come up with something better than this:

Johnny's chat with Denny is the most surreal to me, almost as surreal as Tommy Wiseau's stupendous bullshitting about the philosophy of spoons: https://www.youtube.com/wat…

"Rrrru-PERT. I… believe… thiscaricatureofme… is… EX… cellenT. Please………. signitforme… won't you?"

Bryan Callen is a national treasure. Coach Mellor's pep talk to Bev had me rolling, and you could tell that Bryan and Wendi were barely avoiding corpsing through the whole thing.