You. Me. Beers. Your taste is comics is good.

You're speaking for me. Vaughn is very much a hit-or-miss. Missed with Ex Machina, hit with Y: The Last Man, missed me completely with Saga.

Word. That is a true "Seriously?" moment.

Well, I'd add Velvet and Lazarus to my own favorites of 2015, but it's really been a Shit Year for comics for the most part.

When it comes to underrated gems which have stood the test of time, Richard Brooks does with In Cold Blood in a way a pompous, overrated bore like Stanley Kubrick's 2001 does not.

"Man what happened to you? You used to be beautiful."

If he's watched most of the irredeemable shit DeNiro's made in the last 20 years, he's right.

There was a time when there was a time when whatever movie "Bobby D." made it was worth a look, but his last good role was in Silver Linings Playbook in 2012 and maybe Ronin in 1998, and I'll stand by that.

I'm glad Amy Schumer can catch a dick anytime she wants, but for heaven's sake, who is it behind Schumer that's pushing her dick down my throat with All This Amy Coverage All The Time?

I like the way you think, Bro!

Lupita Nyong'o, call your agent.

Too soon.

You tear up for Ampersand, but not 355?

As long as they get the casting right for 355 I don't care who they get for Yorick.

Y or Y not?

"Nashville Skyline" has my favorite Dylan song, "Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You." Maybe he should have gone back to country…

The name is Fuck.
Don't Give A Fuck.

How did everyone miss ZODIAC MOTHERFUCKER!

During this final episode, I kept hearing "Road to Nowhere" by the Talking Heads on an endless loop.

I don't get Bob Dylan as the greatest songwriter ever when he can't sing. I don't get Woody Allen as the American Bergman when he's not funny anymore, not profound and kinda pervy. I don't wanna get U2. EVER.