It definitely looked different, and I'd attribute that to either a different kind of camera, or the lighting inside the car. (Or both)
It definitely looked different, and I'd attribute that to either a different kind of camera, or the lighting inside the car. (Or both)
I really like the way that scene plays out. Any other show would overdo it by giving it a multi-episode arc (with the two practically splitting up, only to be pushed back together by having McAdams get promoted to Ophelia within the show and they rediscover their chemistry in the play, blah blah blah).
This just shows what a warm, wonderful person Franco is.
We really should map out the geography of Fuck City. I don't even know what state it's in. Maybe the state of Intercourse.
And he'll never step down. Ever.
I don't think you can be an outsider unless you're actually "Out."
Yes he can. He most certainly can.
Well they need it, what with the abundance of valleys.
"Look, Chief Constable, I may be unorthodox, but I get results!"
"You wrecked six carriages on your last case! We had to put down eight horses!"
Isn't that basically The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen?
"Flaversham!"
"Whatever."
I had coffee with Dodger HALF AN HOUR AGO!
"I DIDN'T KNOW SHE WAS A CAWP!"
Come on, that's vintage vinyl.
This show definitely benefits from binge-watching, cause you don't tend to judge too harshly when you're burning through them.
It's actually Boba Fett, so you can rest easy knowing that Donna is able to differentiate between Star Wars characters.
I don't know, this one promises to end by literally going down in flames. I always enjoy it when arson is played for laughs on sitcoms. (I tried to think of a way to phrase this that didn't make me sound psychotic, and utterly failed.)
Ehhhhhh…. No, I don't really see it.
St. Elsewhere would be very different told from inside Barbara's brain.
Not a classic, but it's better than most villains' worst episode.