They call it a safety dance, but you do shit like surprising people with a victory cry when they’re not expecting it, after separating you cult-like from your non-dancing friends and making you look at your hands all the time, probably stepping on other people’s feet the whole time

I’ve been watching a bunch of dance movies lately, and was absolutely delighted by Step Up 3 in particular. I suppose the crest of the whole wave of these things was about ten years ago, so maybe they’re out of fashion again even though ten years has a way of feeling like last week.

I was looking into what I might go see this weekend and saw this among the selections. The title seemed...ESL? Or maybe something that makes sense to Australians?

I thought Six Feet Under had a good one. “Don’t you throw that ring! It’s such a cliché!” (does the pettiest ring-throw possible)

Groveling.

While I didn’t like the setup  for this at all (Archer more or less ordered T’Pol to attend to Trip’s needs with her mysterious/exotic massage mojo) they’re a more compelling bit of shipper bait than Kira and Odo.

I do not like that man’s face. Or his actions, but I can’t see his actions.

“jgarden”?

I called 619-239-KING once. Got a very excited-sounding message demanding us to hassle somebody who owed him money, lmao.

I work with a guy who listens all day to cover versions of pop/rock hits by...nobody in particular. Faithful, unremarkable covers by anonymous karaoke musicians. It is all worse than any of this. (though to be fair, the original music he listens to is even worse than that.)

Has anyone ever come out the other side of the MMA world with a fully functioning brain? Every time some MMA person makes the news for non-MMA reason, it seems like it’s always for something that makes them look really fucking stupid.

This guy’s responsible for the single most dogshit song I have ever heard in any genre, “I Wanna Talk About Me”. I mean, holy shit, I heard it a year or two ago and found out to my horror that it had been crawling around for twenty years. I’ve heard plenty of songs that I hated, but none until this that I was so…

I loved Hoopla for the brief time my local library had it available, though it was only 3 titles/month at the time - there’s all sorts of flotsam for viewing on other free sites, but Hoopla seemed to have the most interesting flotsam.

“he’s always claimed he will...do better” lmao

Yeah, I’m not sure what to do with this “coded” notion - is this like Chakotay on Voyager, the Native American whose tribe never even got a name, absolving all involved of the responsibility of making an effort to portray something accurately?

Just when I thought a 50-foot-woman was going to awaken something in me, Tim Burton ensures that she probably will not.

Ah yes, the eternal conflict of “movie star hot” and “co-worker hot”. The former is almost never seen in the real world, but is a dime a dozen at the movies. The latter is a lot more interesting, but requires a certain amount of personal investment from the observer - you have to actually like co-worker hot - which is…

The term certainly seems to have expanded in scope, I see people who can’t be called feminists (radical or otherwise) called terfs on the internet all the time.

At this point I kinda hope they do the horrible-sounding “human-dino commando hybrid” thing just to get it out of their system.

I wonder if there was a speculative rush on amber in the early 90's because of this.