Yeah and still the white and/or trained street dancers are getting disproportionate screen time.

#GovernmentEducationIsEvil

Stay alive (through the judicious avoidance of brass and copper guitar picks).

There Hamm!

At the 39 second mark, manning the slop ladle.

Hamm sighting. HAMM.

If I want a career-retrospective book from a old fart of a film critic with "Keep" in the title, I've already got my Pauline Kael, thankyouverymuch.

Red Eye.

Villemar, inventor of the solar-powered Zune.

No, but it gives money to the people who gave money to the people who made the show. Unlike torrenting.

(And Matt Groening I guess)

Give them a break, they all grew up on Roz Chast.

And down a wormhole of 80s-game-show-sponsor parfumiers I go. It was nice knowing you all.

Hey Bulldog!

But oooo I hated the outfit she wore last night. Her red carpet dress was fucking stunning and then she gets on stage looking like the Riddler forgot to put his pants on.

Too many "her"s flying around, sorry! I meant the fiancee.

The context of he's playing her dad. He was in the "on the next", wasn't he?

But her dad is James Cromwell! Is it too much to hope for a Huss-Cromwell bottle episode?

In the late 80s there was a Broadway play about two old dudes called A Walk In the Woods, and I just assumed this was an adaptation of that and wondered why anyone would want to make a movie about Soviet disarmament negotiators.

Now there's a French lady who knows she isn't white.