This movie is so great that I am seriously tempted to watch Bad Boys 2 so I can understand it better.

Jehovah's legal representation holding on line 1….

I once went on an eight hour ride-along with a deputy and we made the complete circuit of local convenience stores.

Congratulations, you've finally reached keto!

I am a living old person stereotype on this site — I don't even bother looking at the stuff about music, I'm posting on the threads that ping my nostalgia buttons, I spend most of my avclub time on the TV stuff and movies from 10+ years ago because who the fuck has time for 2 unbroken hours of a show now that they…

When I was a kid I didn't want to ALWAYS play Leia, so I decided that Boba Fett was female.  Sorry, prequels, you just aren't canon to my 7 year old self.

Hey, now — let's not say Lando did anything awful, let's just say he did some very *pragmatic* things.

I was just watching the original trilogy over the last couple of days with my kids, and I am always impressed by just how scraggy and unattractive some of those pilots are in the briefings before the Death Star runs.  I can't help but think: they'd never allow that these days.

This is completely not even on the same level, but I love that moment when you realize that you are damned lucky to have the parents that you always piss and moan about.

By the time we got to the scene where he was skulking around in the sewer and for Ifan's lair thing, my son (who was 6) said: "Why does he keep taking off his mask???!!?"  Hey, they paid good money for that face, you know.

Well … there was one problem with the riddle scene — Jackson makes Bilbo aware from the get-go that the ring is downright stolen, it's not just some random thing he picks up and then slowly realizes belongs to Gollum.  It casts the whole scene in a new, much more unflattering-to-Bilbo light, and I really wish he…

Did no one else see Cipher in the Snow?

Well, of course, no cake.  Gluten, eggs, dairy, corn products, etc, etc.  A modern wedding.

I have been reading Murder on the Orient Express out loud to the kids (hey, 30 hour train ride) and we've got only 20 pages left and even though I've — so far — somehow made it 40 years in life without knowing who the dang murderer is, I can't help but think that sucker's going to get spoiled for me in the next few…

As a teenage girl back when these were airing, I could have told you that he was clearly "the hot one."

Wouldn't you know, we finally talked my mom into watching an episode with us … and it was that one.

Him?

I've told my child to stop playing lawyerball.

Is he still going to have time to write his column for The Onion?

You know what?  You probably didn't mean it this way, but I genuinely appreciate the little nudge that just because I had a shitty, shitty morning, leaving a snarky Inigo Montoya comment on a pop culture website really isn't the answer.  I need to be a little less of a dick today.