At the risk of being cursed by Hemingway's shade: I don't think Twain was a very good novelist.

Oh, so it's made-for-Cable?

This is actually what it is.

I wondered why the latest X-Men movie was a bunch of unrelated domestic vignettes, and then I saw the screenplay was written by Douglas Coupland.

Cyclops captured after tripping over his baggy jeans.

(#5 will blow your mind)

Just a bunch of X-Men in flannel using their powers to play hacky-sack GET A HAIRCUT

No Mutate No Cry.

(Dante waits two hours for Hill to take him into Paradiso; decides to return to Purgatory)

I just remember how contrived everything seemed, up to and including Matt Dillon's movie apparently being given 45 minutes of air time at the Oscars. Like other well-meaning statements from the 1990s ("Homer's Phobia") it feels heavy-handed today.

FINDING DORY: Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the water.

The Internet Commentariat: Pushing back against headlines since 1995.

QUINCY HIT AND RUN PAULENE

Your pal thought Mayhem was punk? THEY WERE SELLOUTS, MAN.

The Dragnet marijuana episode (well, one of them, anyway) features a couple talking about the harmlessness of marijuana — UNTIL THEIR KID DIES BECAUSE THEY'RE SMOKING DOOBIES.

"She's Acting Single (I'm Drinking Doubles)"

Obviously due to Larson's death, it's unfinished. Act I feels like a unified whole to me; Act II seems much more like a work-in-progress interrupted by the creator's passing. The way New York theater operates, Larson would have likely done more rewrites up to opening. Whether that would have significantly altered or…

I liked Rent, but this Vox article is pretty good.

I watched the first half season because it was on after Firefly, and when Firefly got canceled, I lost track of John Doe.

In honor of Shandling's triumph on The Larry Sanders Show, the mourners played exaggerated versions of themselves.