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Rupert Giles
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I loved that whole little scene between Phil and Marion. Kevin Pollak was great in it.  That relationship is so bizarre.

True; at the moment, the turd is the middle daughter. :)

The AV Club has never proofread a single thing before publishing (or so 15 years of evidence would suggest). Even back when it had much more content worth exploring, the editing was embarrassingly unprofessional.

Phil was clearly playing bridge. (“Ace of hearts from the dummy” takes the trick.)

He didn’t just have 1970s attire — he was flanked by two old-school stewardesses (one with an afro, one with feathered hair) caressing him like an ad from a vintage men’s magazine.

Every year the musically illiterate AV Club posts some nonsense about Christmas music. I pity the throngs of people who’ve been bombarded all their lives with pop novelty garbage Christmas albums, including shit songs that go all the way back to 50s rock & the Beatles, that they disparage the whole idea of Christmas

Ball-slapper, actually.

Presumably you mean Gervais’ standup, because he certainly knew how to write excellent scripted comedy with offensive material, in The Office and Extras.

I’m not defending Hart’s old tweets, but being a petite black man, his homophobia may stem from a lifetime overwhelmed with crippling fear of prison.

I happen to believe that one can survive in modern society without being a slave to the, um... idiot box.”

YES this kind of wacko stuff (like the President of Finland lookalike story, and Comic-Con hosting, etc.) is his destiny, because it certainly isn’t the everyday grind of a tired late-night show on freakin’ TBS.

Hey, F Murray Abraham is in this! I know he’s on Homeland, but the last place I saw him was on Louie as the inimitable Uncle Excelsior.

I think I saw that jacket at Urban Outfitters.

An awesome magician, with a flair for the old-school talk, the florid poetic language of cons. Go watch 52 Assistants if you haven’t seen it, it’s excellent. And see Mamet’s House of Games (Ebert’s favorite con movie), and The Spanish Prisoner too.

This reminds me: As seen on this year’s CC Roast of Bruce Willis, we now actually live in a world where Martha Stewart is more MILFy than Cybill Shepherd.

Once she recognized the driver from prison, it was all downhill from there.

He’d better watch out with those insults, or he could find himself walking a beat in Staten Island.

Jealousy? Of people who hang out on Youtube and want to get tipped for it? Can you possibly be serious?

Now they need to update the game Careers to include such respectable jobs as “Playing Video Games Online” and “Reacting To Things Created By Far More Motivated And Talented People While Begging For Money From Those Watching You.”

Bring a hollowed-out thesaurus, and inside... well, you know.