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I want a crossover where Agent Carter is called in to Sterling, Cooper, Draper, and RIPryce, or whatever they're calling it this year, to root out some Communist-HYDRA chain smokers who have been drawn by Don Draper's propagandist advertisements promoting whiskey, sports cars, and cigarettes that morph men into cock

Agreed!

I am all in favor of stuff going both ways and I might agree with you when/if we get to see Jarvis climb into the 1940s version of the Iron Man suit (as Pepper Potts does) and kick ass. And later become a human torch, or whatever that was at the end of Iron Man 3.

I think the blonde wig was meant to look like the kind of wig-making options that were available in the period. Besides, with that dress, who's looking at her scalp?

It was for them!

You would prefer Angelina Jolie in "Salt," with her spindly wrists managing somehow to support punches that take down grown men?

Jarvis: Mr. Stark's zipper is under considerable strain.

The brachial artery is the go-to spot on the body for dramatic bleed-outs or threats of bleed-outs: Kim Basinger fucked up her one of her kidnappers in CELLULAR (and there's your Chris Evans connection), mild-mannered senior citizen Duckie, on NCIS, nicked the artery of a villain with a scalpel and then stood back and

Actually, the MWSLV line is, "When the legend becomes the truth, print the legend."

Have to disagree on shipping Peggy with Jarvis. They are TOO ying and yan. I imagine he enjoys the dynamic he has with his wife, the details, the domesticity, the roles toward each other that work for them in a unique way. Peggy would require a different energy from a man and I'm voting Enver - the only other man of

I'm glad it wasn't just me. I found the whole episode boring and unfunny except for Phil & Cam, the only laugh of the night. Seriously, an alpaca???

I'm hoping that because women are doing the showrunning (Tara Butters and Michele Fazekas), we can avoid some of that nonsense. I mean, we never got any close-ups of Peggy's cleavage in that va-va-voom silk dress, nor did her roommate swan about the room in slinky underthings despite having the flu, just so male

My impression of him as a charismatic actor peaked with "Gladiator." He was fine as Johnny Cash - but biopics seldom work for me because I can't know if anything I'm watching ever actually happened, so I have no investment. When a movie attempts to depicts things that no writer or filmmaker would know from a

I love you so hard right now.

I knew something was up with his claims of intelligence many years ago when he was on the Today show RANTING for about 20 minutes about the word "niggardly." He went on and on ad infinitum about how this word meant "lazy" and was imposed on African Americans by white society throughout history, perpetuating racist

What no one seems to be asking - or digging into - is that there must be a whole boatload of doctor accomplices hiding in the dark like rats right now. Cosby didn't maintain that bottomless super secret briefcase of date-rape roofie Spanish fly pills for 40+ years by himself. Somebody somewhere kept him supplied with

I especially missed Happy Ending when Coach kissed muscle girl and I shouted at my TV, "It's no Brad and Jane!" ('Cause it looked awkward and not sexy and there was no chemistry - Oh, Brane, I miss you most of all.)

Then I would also suggest that you skip "John Wick."

And the sound effects are appropriately whizz-clunky, too.

Promptly to be eaten by a shark that leaps out of nowhere.