I think (as the article sort of mentions in one of the items) that it's also that writers like having their characters work in the film industry, but have enough self-awareness to realize they can't make every single movie about the rich and sexy film writer meeting the sexy love of their life. So they pick something…

Stranger than Fiction isn't really a movie where realism needs to be a major concern, anyway.

There are many middle school lesbian anime.

Something something heavy flow.

No and yes, he was in the third one.

Apparently the reason why they chose that name was that he was on "deep background," which means the information he provided was not directly cited in articles but just used to guide the investigation. So since Deep Throat was an unusually popular porn at the time, that's what they went with.

The history of Liberia is kind of weird.

Or Sandra Day O'Connor.

Hey, some people just like the classics.

TMNT has been adapted into several different series of varying qualities, a Michael Bay trainwreck is just one out of many.

I was born just the right time to be the target demographic for those movies, so it's just a movie that genuinely stuck with me even if perhaps it's not the best movie out there.

The ending of Romeo and Juliet is comedy gold. Classic wacky misunderstanding hijinx.

I think rustling jimmies is just some random bit of twee nonsense 4chan stumbed upon.

I have not, but I've had chocolate peanut butter bugles. Those are just intense.

His role in Home Alone 2 as the bellhop was truly an iconic role.

To be pedantic, The Hot Chick wasn't about Rob Schneider turning into a cheerleader; it was about a cheerleader turning into Rob Schneider. If it had been the former, it would have been Rachel McAdams movie where Rob Schneider merely plays a cameo, which presumably would have been much more entertaining.

That ad deeply reminds me of the Hip to be Square scene from American Psycho.

The trick to aging well is to look weird and frumpy when you're young. I mean in addition to that Julia Louis-Dreyfus is objectively aging well, but when your mental image of young Julia has goofy 90s hair it really helps the comparison.

But the frogurt is also cursed.

Saying that critics profit off using the names of artists without fair compensation is a fascinatingly insane way of looking at it.