Her relationship with her (addiction-prone, anger-prone) dad is even worse, I think. They have lunch together on the show and it's all combative arguments and self-help jargon; I genuinely laughed when Lindsay spat out, “I don’t want to talk about your two other random fucking kids.”

I "watched" the first two episodes while doodling around on the Internet. It's a combination of weirdly interesting and intensely boring.

I know, crazy right?

I too prefer Truffaut to Godard, but I do love A Band of Outsiders (random fact: it's one of Tarantino's favorite movies) and found A Woman Is a Woman mildly delightful.

I did like how this episode showed how Sansa — while still very much physically in captivity — is no longer anybody's fool. She absolutely refuses to buy Littlefinger's lines, and gets him to admit that he pretty much helped Joffrey to the grave. And I did a little inner cheer when she declared that Tyrion was…

I agreed, I actually liked this episode a bit more than some of the previous ones. All the Lady Olenna scenes were gold, ditto Margery Tyrell; Sansa Stark finally shows a measure of intelligence (finally!) and I find the continuing evolution of Jamie Lannister weirdly fascinating. I'm not sure if I buy into his…

As if Lady Olenna cares a fig for what her underling (Littlefinger) thinks about her plans.

I agree with you that the running/stalking scene was terribly shot and the writers & directors don't have the least idea of creating tension, but honestly, I am just really, really tired of the umpteenth depiction of a woman getting terrorized by a hulking, dangerous male figure that I actually approved of the choice…

I too am flattered when gay guys flirt with me.

John Teti, you stole my goddamned answer.

Honestly, just for his performance in Vampire's Kiss, he'll always be in my good books, no matter what he does for the rest of his career.

His soul is break dancing ahem.

The last part of the book, after the meeting Aglaya arranges with her, the Prince and Natasaya Filipovna, is just a slow dreamy descent into doom.

Went to see The Wind Rises at the local movie palace and, it was slow going in the beginning, but beautifully sad and moving at the end. What a movie to go out on…

My favorite insomnia story is Haruki Murakami's short story "Sleep," from his The Elephant Vanishes collection.

I saw Prince in concert at the Fox Theater in Oakland. It was an insane show—uh, Prince might just be the mostly confident human being I've ever laid eyes on. Dude just has an aura.

I am of the Fran Lebowitz school of thought, speaking to an audience of young people: “There are too many books, the books are terrible, and it’s because you have been taught to have self-esteem.”

I literally just read that Cool Girl rant last week, and while the essay has a lot of smart things to say, I don't think it should diminish Lawrence's charm in any way.

Last year, I watched Wages of Fear for the first time with my mother, and we were both transfixed by the movie; my mom is a lovely woman, but her movie tastes run towards relationship melodramas, and still we were both completely caught up in the movie.

Yes. And we will be serving tea, earl grey, hot.