The A.V. Club
7/8 mind-numbing, repetitive, fuck-filled slide into misery and death.

Like in The Game?

How 'bout I paint your fine asss?

Such a fucking brilliant show. My friend Marcus recommended it to me, and I've been in love with it ever since.

But does anyone say "Don't asterisk asterisk asterisk asterisk with my city" at any point?

I'll defend The Goods: Live Hard, Sell Hard as a great dumb comedy any day.

It's pronounced Tum-blah! TUM-BLAH! I'LL KILL YOU! I'LL KILL ALL OF YOU! ESPECIALLY THOSE OF YOU IN THE JURY!

E-E-E-E-E-E-E E-E-E E-E-E

*Joaquin Phoenix fucks iPhone made of sand on the beach*

"He's the devil!"

Gene Wilder's Screaming Ballsack on a Fireboat in Lake Chunky.

*Philip Glass music plays*

Cocks.

Oh, it's awesome. Jude Law is a super sexy kisser.

Wow, still having trouble tolerating Bound 2? That's Bound 2's beauty. You may only see Bound 2 once, but that's all it takes. Soon, Bound 2 will be everywhere in your life. You'll wake up in the morning, get dressed in your Bound 2's, then go eat some Bound 2 for breakfast. The last non-Bound 2 thought you'll have…

Dyu onderstand life?

I second the "recreate the entire movie this way" notion.

Oh, you get to see him as a little kid. His parents die and he's real sad.

But I can't ogle the ladies in the Beatles Catalog after eating dinner alone.

[Insert 1D Joke Here]