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Gin Thompson
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I actually feel much better now, the estimates I read had a much higher ceiling.

Henriksen's Totem Pole Guy (I know the character's name, I'm just not gonna) victims were supposed to have been spread out over thirty or forty years, right? And we've already put too much thought into something with which the writers were wholly unconcerned.

Years ago, one of the Pythons talked about how, when they were first getting started, people seemed really kind of shocked and surprised by John Cleese. You know, here's a guy who could not be any more the archetypal officious British bureaucrat, so watching him go insane had a real impact. And I think one of the

I mean, if it helps, this is absolutely not a gendered thing.

I'll always envy people who can say things like that and not come off as insanely creepy.

I had a conversation years ago with one of the most beautiful people I've ever met in person (Lady Edition). She was an actor who preferred to date other actors because it minimized (not eliminate) jealousy, i.e. yes, it is part of my job to pretend that I'm fucking this person. Someone else who has been in that

I read that as "some buggers".

"I didn't know Ian McKellen was cast in American Gods!"
"He wasn't. He just showed up on set one day and won't leave."

"I was willing to shoot all over Captain Renault, and I'm willing to shoot all over you too."

IT! COULD! WORK!

You may want to sit down for this bit.

I remember her performance in Precious quietly got a lot of praise as well.

Inside Star Trek is such a good book.

Oh, no question. That he went about it in a way that didn't even offer the pretense of adding value to the music seems to have been just the icing on the cake.

"I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you, half as well as you deserve" is the beginning of the greatest worst best man's speech.

Courage was, according to Bob Justman and Herb Solow, extra pissed that the lyrics apparently lacked all musical practicality and would have been a bitch and a half to actually sing. Like, screwing me out of half my royalties wasn't enough, Gene, you had to go and do it in the most half-assed, creatively bankrupt way

In your mansion, or on your yacht?

As close as we'll ever get to Sir Patrick as Spider Jerusalem.

Christmas and drinking, no reason in the world not to listen to this:

Not any less terrifying than the first time I saw it.