How about he plays Aquaman and just goes around snapping dudes necks?

I honestly wish I could afford these, just to wear on Halloween and terrify trick-or-treaters that ring my door.

Not to mention it actually takes him quite a while to finish one of his films. They look deceptively simple, yet they're complex and full of gut-punches. I'll take one of his hand-crafted shorts over a sterile, viewer tested CGI movie any day.

It also doen't help that Mike's more a writer than performer. He's a joke smith first.

Let's be honest: Gypsy was always annoying.

Yeah, I just saw that down further.

I think Chuck intentionally let Ernesto hear the recording and put on an act. Didn't Chuck grin as soon as he left the room? I think he's setting up some bait for Jimmy.

Did your conversations with god end with, "..and then the murders began."?

And that's just the start of Junior: Twins. Things get wacky when a pair of body building twins have twins, featuring Arnold Schwarzenegger as Pops and Danny DeVito as an anamorphic fire hydrant.

Right? What happened to the days of Lee Marvin drunkenly punching a guy in the mouth?

Winona Ryder in a heartbeat.

What a load of crap. Daniel Morgan below me has pointed out Witness, yet what about The Mosquito Coast, Regarding Henry, even The Fugitive, where he's more desperate than tough guy. He's got enough range, even if most people only remember his action roles.

The joke was Al really, really wanted to sit down and watch it, but of course everything conspired against him. And it makes sense it's a John Wayne movie; middle-aged conservative men during the '80s latched onto John Wayne as the ultimate manly man nostalgia.

And that's why I always loved it when Al would say, "Let's rock," and swing the first punch of the Bundy's brawl against a common enemy. They were screw-ups, but they'll be damned to let some stranger insult one of them.

It ends in bubble-wrap monster sex. "It turns out we're more alike than we thought." Sploosh.

Hamm's got the comedic chops and asshole charm for that!

That's Hammett's Continental Op. He's a pot-bellied, middle-aged man. Which I think makes it work more than the often iconic descriptions other noir writers give their main characters. The Continental Op's a smart, regular Joe with a mean temper.

The version Gould performed is an entirely different breed. It's a comical man in the wrong time, until reality sinks-in and he gets mean.

I think you're right about BSG, but not Lost. The early seasons of Lost had more of a science fiction thriller thing going on. I honestly thought it would have some kind of explanation for all of the island's weirdness by the end. And I'd argue the show was at it's best when it went for something more akin to science…

Eh, inhaling baby spiders in your sleep isn't that far-fetched. Rare, sure. Impossible? Nope.