Yeah, it's sort of known as her break-out role.

OMG! SO PUNK THAT I PUKED!

Indeed.

It sounds like way too fascinating an experience to be purely sad. Although you probably squeeze all the experiential value out of it in about a week or two.

I gotta watch that, if it's still on Netflix. Yeah, Jolene is worth watching for her performance, and just to behold the oddness of the film on the whole.

I saw Jolene last year. Chastain is fantastic in it, but what a weird, bad movie that is. There's just an awkward lack of any consistent tone to it.

They're not a thing. They're HUMAN BEINGS.

Other Hand is busy.

White cotton and orange, satiny layers.

HEY, FUCK YOU, PAL!

Guilty, but only if we're counting Suicide Girls.

True, but on second thought it does help drive home the absurdity of the proposition. Really puts you there.

AVC could have simply used the Hooters logo as the header pic, but, nah.

LWYRUP!

"Heh heh, you gotta pick up on those cues, buddy!"

I enjoyed this digression.

Eh, it is overused. I think it was plucked from a show or a movie—-I can hear the line's delivery in my head—-but I can't quite place it.

An overused/abuse phrase? Sorry for leaning on it, but I was drunk and tired.

I'm bummed I'm gonna miss CBB in Chicago, but if Wild Horses ever come through I'll be there. I love Lapkus, and Allyne and Whitehead, and Mary Holland is a goddamned hidden treasure.

I'm usually not. I SWEAR.