Professionals caught being professionally courteous to each other, despite assumptions of imbecilic fans.

That is not the hight difference I was expecting between those two.

Pickin up chicks at MIT, no doubt.

Per Wikipedia, Stellan Skargard has 8 kids!

Nobody pegged him for the GOAT, or that he would almost single-handedly change the sport endorsement business, but he wasn't a huge risk, either.

Well, there’s Chico, Zeppo, Harpy and Grouchy Skarsgard.

As yes, Sonny Vaccaro, who almost single-handedly poisoned college and AAU basketball by originating the practice of dumping big sponsorship deals on coaches and schools. Good times.

Well there’s a Skarsgard, even if I’ve never heard of the guy. How many of those fuckers are there, anyway??

And introducing Michael B. Jordan as Michael Jordan

It’ll be interesting to compare this to the Lakers HBO series, which covered a parallel part to this story — Nike had been pitching the “NBA player with a signature shoe” concept for years and years before anyone had ever heard of Jordan. Magic Johnson turned them down, losing his chance at billions.

Triple bill: Air, Plane, and Airplane! I would turn up about three hours late.

From the minds that brought you Dog, Beast, Plane, and Paint, it’s... Air.

It’s quickly become one of the most fun parts of the show to guess what Charlie is doing just offscreen during the whole setup sequence. I’m now doing a DiCaprio point every time someone shouts to a person in the shadows.

“I WIELD THE WAND OF ODIN!”

Would it really have hurt them to take more than 10 seconds to think of a title?

That’s Jennifer Coolidge.

Wes Anderson’s stuff is no longer strong enough to do it for Owen Wilson. He needs films even twee-er, indie-er, and more yellow-fonted.

And then Ross snapped one day, remembering his sniper training.

No one was licking cheese off his fingers, nor did anyone supplant him as America’s foremost art teacher.

Oh wooow