Red Zone Cuba is a great episode.

Following your logic, it seems the courteous thing would have been to offer them up as "champagne, asshole, breath mint".

Ugh, Circle Square.  Kids under 12 lip-synching to songs about how their "life turned around" or they found "reason to hope" because of Jesus.  Exactly how fucked up was life before they got to the ranch?

"They laughed at me in East Egg… They laughed at me in the Valley of Ashes…"

Is that the one where the kid asks a zookeeper for advice?

My (vague) understanding is that the conflict was really more of a civil war between traditional and Hellenized Jewish groups.  In that light—a story about Jews killing off other Jews—Mel's interest is obvious.

Crusty old dean: "HANDJOB HOOOOOOUSE!"

Or, if you must fight, then watch your step: the floor is wet.

If you're looking for non-fiction, try searching for books/articles that use the term "new religious movement" rather than "cult" — you're more likely to find sociological analyses than religious scaremongering.

You haven't gotten your fill from the local media already?!

For the authors: do you find it difficult to watch and review so many titles in such a short time?  It seems like the sour aftertaste of a bad film (or just a large tonal shift between two good films) might tint your judgment/patience.  Is it just a matter of experience?

"Sondra, my car won't start and I'm gonna be late for work!"
"Don't worry, I know all about auto repair."
"Oh, so you're a DIPSTICK lesbian!"

And that's the only sense in which this show has legs.

Only a "limited batch"?  Suddenly, Alec seems so less virile…

I really enjoyed Fido, and was similarly enchanted by the production design and sensibility.  Very "Fallout".

Agreed.  I'd also recommend "Fido" — similarly underrated, though fairly light on the gore.

@avclub-9581964fb9f07c57d5dacb12ce6d6b30:disqus : Save the rental fee.  The blowjobs are going to steadily disappear after you get hitched, and Navin Johnson can't help you there.

Is that from Poor Richard's Yum!-anac?

Look, man, you don't get to a polished joke like that without a few months of creative workshopping.  Give the lady a break.

Imagine the men's bathrooms in those Taco Bells… Must be like the final panel of a Bosch triptych, had he painted with odors instead of oils.