"Hey lady, you're invited to a Party of Five… fingers!"

Oh schnap!

Well, their heads can do the Twist.

If your rearrange the letters of Oldboy, you get "bloody!" WHOA MAN.

You look ol' Harry Callahan square in the eyes as you do it and don't break eye contact once. You make everyone on set VERY uncomfortable. That's the way to go about it.

I got in some gooooooooood Netflixin' this hurricane weekend. Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. Videodrome. Big Trouble in Little China. Insidious (on demand, not Netflix).

I liked Rubicon a lot and will fight people who didn't watch that show. I will FIGHT them because it's partially their fault it wasn't renewed. Punches for non-Rubicon-watchers. Step right up and receive your punches.

There's nothing funny about a gritty reboot. Nothing.

The tone reminds me a bit of the Cube films.

I thought the initial comment was dumb. This go-for-broke-balls-out follow-up comment, however, made me laugh. Your perseverance wins the day, good sir.

What is, "Something Bob Barker says every morning in front of his TV"?

I'm flagging this just because of how egregiously wrong it is. It's an incorrect opinion.

Hey, lego your ego!

That kitty video was more depressing than a Chekhov play.

Sounds like a monoracial Snow Crash.

I was that kid who messed with my friends by moving the cursor around and swearing I wasn't.

But Ryan Adams is playing a set at the Prancing Pony in a fortnight!

Is he off his space metal kick? Ryan Adams is everything that's wrong with letting a folkie get too popular; goes straight to their heads.

Yeah, he's better with his band, but herein lies the difference: "The Luckiest" might get you laid. "Brick" will not.

I'll try not to be a dummy!