My personal favorite is a fruit tea, bourbon, honey and lemon.

I would watch the shit out a Harriet Tubmanator movie.

Ghost Slave Catcher! Catchin' all the slaves even though she's dead! Woooooo!

After two of these, it's no wonder!

My mother is a knitter, and the first thing she said when she saw the movie was "I need to make these sweaters!"

My mother is a knitter, and the first thing she said when she saw the movie was "I need to make these sweaters!"

Now I want a Steven Seagal song, like the Shia LeBoeuf song.

All this talk of delusional evil…it feels…sort of familiar somehow…

The people who did the sacking have now themselves been sacked.

When somebody gets the rights to West Side Story.

The only problem with doing R&H's Cinderella is that Whitney Houston is dead. We've got Brandy, Whoopi, and Victor Garber still available though, so maybe we can swing it?

LOOK BEHIND YOU!

Neither do I. Lane was cool! But somewhere along the line, ASP decided that Rory was the only one who got to leave Stars Hollow and have a chance of making something of herself.

I'm afraid I can't do that, Santa.

I find that opening resistible: it's fucking smarmy.

Dragging the Dude-Person to go see this. He's not a fan of musicals, but I don't care.

Dragging the Dude-Person to go see this. He's not a fan of musicals, but I don't care.

This opens the day I finish my exams. Treat yoself!

Absolutely! And Brooklyn did wonderful things with its use of color, especially in the costuming side.

Especially the clip of Paris at Chilton, and shirtless Michel. Natch.