Something is going on. Hopefully is just weight loss from a demanding schedule and not procedures. If Doug Jones needs a body double, Elordi is a shoe-in.

That wig is both insulting and flattering at the same time.

I didn’t see any panning—the camera was firmly on her and they cut to her. These monologues are rehearsed, and directors and camera people know where they need to be before the joke even lands. Swift has got a camera staring right at her, and knows full well a joke is about to come for her. That sip was planned just…

This show is just bonkers sci-fi. I never once considered there may be a masterplan at work to ponder theories. The finale could involve the Easter Bunny, and I’ll be fine.

I’d be fascinated to get a look at his genealogy chart. He could be Björk’s brother, son or something.

I’m guessing Burt found comfort, while watching the Oscars from home, stroking his collection of toupees for comfort. Sally, in Norma Rae, is really one of my most favorite performances. Unfortunately, the movie seems to have been lost over the years.

It would be a total obvious spoiler if one of the finalists is driving a Bentley to Trader Joe’s. Keep them broke until the finale.

TGBBO started on the BBC, and since it’s run from public funds, they don’t offer cash prizes in their competition programs. The show moved channels, which is why we lost Mary Berry, but I think the cake plate continues the spirit off the show. Drag Race UK doesn’t have a cash prize, either. Instead of money, they get…

Isn’t that Corey Feldman with her?

Personal favorites: 1. Vera, 2. Poirot, 3. Shetland

Back in my day, school lunch boxes were embossed with the faces of Fonzie and Charlie’s Angels. Who would the kids go for, on their lunch boxes, during the gilded age? Thomas Edison? Mark Twain? Perhaps steel magnate, Andrew Carnegie, would demand his face, gilded on each lunch box, since he controlled the steel to…

She may be in for a bit of a shock with her next employer.

It’s definitely childhood nostalgia to have been faked out with the anticipation of discovering a perceived hoard of cookies. “Good one, Grandma! You got me.”

The sight gag of dumping out the gifted cookies from the tin, only to replace them with her sewing tackle, was hysterical.

The Tiny Dancer part is too cutesy—I’m not buying the embellishment.

I say, I’ve been lusting for the green jacket Pascal wears on the poster.

Yeah, I’ve had that conversation about that show several times. If I was there, and you bought me the ticket, I’d probably see it. However, I’m not dragging my ass to LV for it. These singer residencies are going to get me there, either. You put someone I want to see in The Sphere, I would definitely, at least,…

This may be the thing that could actually lure back for Las Vegas visit. I kinda hate the town and their corny Cirque shows really don’t interest me. However, just seeing the promo shots of the Moon projected on the exterior has me spellbound. The Sphere has infinite more possibilities of taking my money then their…

Carl, “the German servant”, exhausting declared he’s Swiss.

That’s what consequences come when you get your education from the Daily Mail.