Not even the other kind.

"Brooks and Dunn."
"Yeah, well, I don't know —"
"BROOKS. And DUNN."

Are there going to be actual witch burnings on the show? Which is about the Salem Witch Trials, where everyone was famously hanged (or, in one case, even more famously pressed to death)? Because it's not like history's been shat upon enough.

At the same time, even a premise like that has its knots. "The reason the Salem Witch Trials didn't find the REAL witches was a sufficient lack of zeal."

"and I Am Number Four’s Callan McAuliffe will be playing a teen boy assassin named Oburi."

Yeah, I can't believe that the Doctor - the same man who'd launch into the "quality of life" speech for groups like the Cyberman, who's travelled to corners of the universe where even the worst maladies can be cured by outpatient treatment - would resurrect a woman JUST so she could spend eternity as an immobile slab…

God, I love the new Disqus. A quick click of the name, and you get to see just how worthless a person's opinions are.

"I can't help but feel partially responsible."
"Partially?!?"

Blessed are the dumbfucks, for they shall receive a fruit basket.

"Imagine that!"
"You imagine it!"

Quick, let's get Johnny Depp on the phone!

There's a whooooole lot of mileage between "sexually aggressive" and "prison rapist." And given the long-running jokes about how prison for gay men must be like Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory, this isn't exactly forging new and daring territory.

Chuck and Larry is the ultimate example of latently homophobic people trying their GODDAMN HARDEST not to be homophobic, only for cowardice, stereotype, and pants-shitting incompetence to win the day.

This is a two-parter I've always held onto, in case my parents ever get interested in that weird sci-fi stuff their son follows. They loved Coupling with the fire of a thousand suns, and there's a lot of that similar humor in this one. Well, along with the pants-shittingly terrifying moments.

Heh. Reminds me of my first time in Minnesota, for a family reunion. We drove past a Menard's, and I had to explain to my parents just what "It's a giant spider invasions of savings, at MENARD'S" meant.

WHAT?

Somehow, I doubt he's gonna be coming back for Round 2, but the reviewer - and the documentary - made clear that things were pretty shit for gay people in Uganda before Lively and his merry band of bigots showed up. They weren't just on "sodomy patrol" levels of shit. It takes a certain kind of pre-existing temper for…

So, everyone wants to adapt Wicked, but no one wants to deal with the Broadway version. Got it.

Oddly enough, the new sub-strain of that particular type of crazy is that gays were on BOTH sides of the Holocaust, with the gays in the Nazis being the ultra-butch ones who engineered it to purge all the femmes. I'm not even joking.

Oh fuck yes, Pontypool. I found the most horrifying stuff in that are the things they DON'T immediately call out. Like how the announcement says to avoid terms of endearment, as they're contagion vectors, but the producer almost reflexively launches into "honey" and "sweetie" when she finally gets through to her kids.…