Well, it looks like both Batman V Superman and My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2 are going to clean up at the box office this weekend, so Amy Adams was right: movies really aren't made for the critics.
What the fuck was that, anyway?
I'm off to see B v S. Pray for my sanity (and my hearing).
After the pilot showed us two nubile American girls being kidnapped by a Thai maniac with spiked lips, this week Criminal Minds: Eeek! A Brown Foreigner! is all about nubile American boys having their kidneys stolen by shifty Indians.
Now that you mention it, I did hear about that. My condolences.
My God. Still, you wanna make sure though. If they set up shop somewhere else, they can be remarkably hard to uproot.
Ewww.
Take care and all, but don't abandon us. We're worth more than school and work combined.
Yeah, I got it from his twitter feed.
Is that spelling error in her handle intentional?
Being dead really made him unreasonable, I guess.
Ugh, that's one of the cheapest conceits of all fiction.
I'm not empathizing with them, I'm just pointing out that both the causes and the solutions to all this are not that simple.
Considering that most of them ARE from Europe, this solution feels a little self-defeating.