"(we are not Americans)"

Hannah uses the wrong hand to indicate which part of Michigan she is from (an oddly widespread thing to do in Michigan). Everyone there uses the right hand so that the "thumb" is in the right place. It's not a mistake that anyone actually from there would make.

Yeah — I'm not so sure that this would have the desired impact on the audience that really needs to be reached.

I don't know. I have trouble believing that Letterman made a habit of watching his own show, and I remember hearing in an interview that Jon Stewart didn't.

Is the implication of Trevor Noah's tweet that he spends his evenings watching his own show? If so, does that strike anyone else as a little weird?

I am probably one of very few people in the world who will go to see this film if Lauren Lapkus is in it, but will not go if she isn't.

I'm slightly concerned by how funny I found Jess' throw-away line about how, "no one helps me better than I help myself," at the car dealership, and then Sam's subsequent request that things would be better if he could get a little more "guidance." That's the kind of joke that inspires equal parts laughter and…

Yeah, as far as that half-eaten dead girl tied to the tree goes, it seemed a little weird that so much of her was still intact. Her legs, for example, seemed relatively untouched. I guess what I'm asking is this: at what point do zombies decide they've had enough flesh and move on? Because sometimes they seem eager…

Yeah, and where's the scene where Maggie tells Glenn (or seemingly anyone) that she has recently overheard Father Gabriel reveal that he really does seem to be a genuine sociopath who seriously threatens everyone's safety if anyone believes his twisted version of reality? I mean, I know there are time constraints and…

I, for one, find it criminally unfair that we never got any confirmation on whether or not Ilana ultimately brought her carefully choreographed "session" to completion after discovering the Trey video. For any non-borderline-sociopath, I'd say that the answer would probably be "no," but in Abbi's case I'd say it's…

So, in this world, a drowned zombie can go on functioning into perpetuity? Or, for that matter, a severed head submerged in a fish tank will endlessly keep biting and yearning for flesh? So, it seems to me that these things have somehow overcome any need for oxygen whatsoever and now appear to be more-or-less…

I can't tell you how much I am looking forward to her jazzy, 7 minute rendition of "Burma Shave."

I agree. I think I would put Lauren Lapkus (who has had a lot more comedy podcast exposure) into that same category of someone who is just a very, very solidly skilled improviser, and thus can make any exchange or situation funnier in a consistently fast and interesting way. It's pretty impressive.

I agree. Andy Daly must have picked up his improv comedy chops down at the same crossroads where Robert Johnson sold his soul to the devil for his guitar playing abilities. There's something almost unnatural about how good that guy is at improv.

You win this round, Paul F. Tompkins.

I remember back when I used to feel relatively indifferently toward Chris Hardwick.  Now I think that I might outright hate the man.

I agree.  All jokes aside, Kelsey Grammer (or, perhaps more accurately, Kelsey Grammer's costumed stunt double) WAS actually pretty effective in an action sequence or two in X-Men 3.  I honestly found his performance to be one of the highlights of an otherwise fairly disappointing movie.  But still, that hardly makes…

Yes, he also does cliched impressions of William Shatner and Alan Arkin.

I also found that to be a bit confusing.  At first I thought that maybe Richard HAD actually turned around and decided to kill the guy before leaving the office (off-screen), but that doesn't really seem all that plausible.  So, yeah…is it all just some sort of crazy coincidence, and his contract murdering somehow…

In an ideal world, I think that I would have appreciated seeing some actual interaction between those two titans of the stage, Lord Sir ALW and Don Dimello, theatrical director.  Perhaps one day….