WMB reminded me a lot of the B-level comedies Richard Pryor had been making a few years earlier, about how a kind of dumb but well-meaning downtrodden guy manages to make things worse for himself and shows how stacked the deck is in the process. Kind of appreciated it on that level: not making the oppressed hero too…

Makes me think of Jimmy Stewart and his favorite students in Rope.

There's also Julia Sweeney in the same segment, not that she's really to blame. If they'd used a complete no-name giving the exact same performance it would probably be unnoticed rather than distracting.

That impression is also one of the many great things about the Tony Danza episode bit: "Woah O' Dah Woilds".

WMB isn't great, but I'd think it's way more interesting than the post-Pulp stuff @avclub-b17ea997640c428c05672abe859cf7c8:disqus just listed. For one thing it seems like Travolta was trying.

I remember it being called "Look Who Else Is Talking Also"…and yeah, it must have been before this because I was just about off the SNL train by 1993. As I recall by the end the plants are talking.

Yeah. I'm sure in those cases they're afraid of messing with the formula too much, but it's not like every Thin Man movie turned out to be about someone faking their own death.

yay for a mention of Ruby In Paradise. I felt that movie was the real face of being in your twenties in the 90s: we want a job, and a smidgeon of dignity. The rest is negotiable.

And in a case of continuing coincidences back & forth, The Dissolve just had a writeup on the new Fearless blu-ray today.

Yeah, I've liked them forever, but this reminds me of the fake SCTV commercial about the Perry Como tour.

"Don't forget MY HOUSE!" adds everyone's Mom.

I second this question. Seems like it's in a dead zone for me, where if I want to see the origins of serialized cop drama I'll go back to Hill Street, whereas if I want to see it all come together I'll finally get into The Shield. (This all just assumes one has already seen The Wire.)

That's one of the few movies where it seems like it should have been terrible but I kind of love it. Doesn't hurt that it's got a bunch of good performers who don't get many good gigs: Armand Assante, Sherilyn Fenn, and Kate Nelligan in addition the Crazy Ms. Young.

That's the rare gear-shift movie where if you like any of the genres involved (summer romp, Troubles / Stockholm syndrome dialog, returning soldier wooing dead frenemy's girl melodrama, gender-bending romance, action thriller, comedy of misconception) you'll probably end up liking the whole thing.

Oh yeah, I don't think there was even a shadow of feud between them personally. As witnessed by Joel and his gang guesting back briefly and the great thing at the end…

Too late, actually. There's a narrow window on that one.

Check out the Perv Thread from Friday's Jay Z newswire if you want to see how many of our fellow commenters agree with your sister.

"If that was true, Mr. Garrison, would I be here? Talking to someone like you?"

Islamic unity: Saladin was Kurdish.

There's something particularly about that decade. Whenever I lose ten years when making a "how long ago?" estimate it's because I've skipped over the '00s.