Maron's disgust with himself in his reactions shots is sublime.

All this talk comparing football and baseball and no mention of Carlin?

Worth it for the visual gag of Cam losing his pants.

I wonder who will make a bigger impression as Hedda, Tilda here, or Mirren in Trumbo.

Wow! There HAS to a market for nuance and realism. There HAS to.

'Second rate Sorkin' has been my mental tagline for this mess since I heard it was in development.

M@tha f@cka what the f@ck, I thought you cool de la!

What am I, flaked sandwich meat?

I sing this movie's praises every chance I get.
It is the ultimate case for the volume school of comedy. So many funny things happen with such velocity for such an extended period of time that's it's nearly impossible to keep from laughing at some point. And once you start, it's that can't breathe, pee your pants,…

He's filling in for Howie with Ku-Ku on Who Charted this week. Nick Thorburn as guest.

The first whispered placekeeping 'bow wow' is what initially set my cackling. Riki has a real talent for those bits. Laughed similarly when she did her interpretive dance in 'Funeral.'

Well that's just great, I'll never hear 'underbutler' again without getting an overboner.

Like my pappy used to say, the Gobi Desert is firm, but fair.

1 2 3 4. . . . 4 Washington Lane!

To find, . . . what? C.K.s beef with Dane Cook? Two friends who grew apart when one got successful and the other got resentful?

Leaving aside that one should be deciding what WHEREVER, not whatever is supposed to mean.

Well, obviously he meant her nappy dugout. "Whatever" automatically means nappy dugout, according to (citation needed).

OK smartass. What would you characterize as his 'hot pockets?' His 'you might be a redneck if' chunk?

Well, obviously, . . . he was trying to relate this impression of her exuding rage, venom and blood from every . . . . PORE!! Pore would have been a great word if he'd thought of it in the moment.

Marc tells jokes?