That whole movie works because of pauses, I think, both in the silence and in the visuals themselves. Probably two-thirds of the time, nothing happens, so you wait, which is really what silence is: waiting for something to happen. And then when it does happen, there are no soundtrack of obvious cues as to where it's…

Speaking on a purely theoretical level, in terms of having power, asking for consent would defuse the potency of the (horrible, horrible) act. Asking someone for something is admitting they have a right to decide what they do with their body—by drugging and using them, you are denying, in your eyes, their basic…

Or, y'know, not rape. Try not raping. It works for most of us.

This is entirely true and well said, but I am also having kind of a brain… thing reading it in Cookie Monster speak. (Although I guess that's appropriate for an article reminding us that America's Dad is an alleged rapist.)

The only other explanation I could think of for him going outside: he didn't trust himself around the wine.

That seems like a totally legit trade to me.

It really helped me to believe in love again. Believe, and be in awe, in the most literal definition of the word.

"They're screwing with the wrong people*."

Well, they aren't wearing red.

Well, at least we can still rely on incredibly vital and creative comments like this.

The Real Ghostbusters is not utter shit. (Edited to add: Okay, maybe when they started shoving in those damn Slimer cartoons, I won't defend that.)

I loved both those shows. (Wrote about MacGyver here: http://www.avclub.com/artic… Quantum Leap was one of the first prime-time series I was able to stay up late enough to watch new episodes of, although only in the final season when it got really, really weird.

Her relationship with Chibs is so weird. I don't mind it, and the two actors have fine chemistry together, but it feels like I missed a scene or something? Like, at what point did they go from "I should be arresting you" to "We're in a tender, consensual sexual relationship."

Yeah, that entire scene at the end is like "YOU IDIOT DON'T WALK CLOSER TO HER WHILE YOU'RE HOLDING A GUN."

…sigh. Thank you for the politeness. Given that I've been misspelling it for two seasons now, I do not deserve it.

I don't think the coins turn you against who you love the most—they just let out your darkest impulses. (I mean, I'm pretty sure Miss Galloway wasn't _that_ fond of her bank.)

The bit with Father Time? Hardy is fucking brutal.

That episode is basically the atom bomb of sobbing.

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Oh yeah, that always gets me. I also once cried (completely sober, mind you) while reading Sam and Frodo's hike through Mordor in the second half of Return of the King. I was at work in college, sitting at the front desk handing out reserve materials, tears streaming down my face. Good times.