I’ve seen this twice - about twenty years apart - and even after the second time I had no idea who was even doing the killing.

I watched this a couple of nights ago and I completely forgot who the killer was. What a letdown the reveal was. The red herrings are pretty fun actually, except it lasts like a scene before they’re killed. It would have made more movie fun if the teens were getting picked off one by one as the list of suspects grows.

Loved the episode, love where it’s (seemingly) taking us.

That shot of the earth illustrates one thing to me.

“Highest elevated stress levels in a movie theater.”

“Goddamn, has it been 20 fricken years already?!”, I’m thinking, but it hasn’t, because the first movie didn’t premiere until 2001.

I pledge my hype-sword to Dune this year.

I would watch Catherine O’Hara read a phone book. She is wonderful. 

You missed a step. Before paying off any debt, you should develop a budget and stick to it. Knowing exactly where your money is going is pivotal to paying off debt. Once you have all of your expenses laid out in front of you, it’s easy to see where you can make cuts and figure out how much extra you can put towards…

One step closer to this then.

almost any other director and I would automatically give this a skip, but Perkins won my eternal loyalty with The Blackcoat’s Daughter, so I guess I’ll just hope he can live up to it

I wept through the entire second half. Just absolutely ugly-face, tears streaming directly into my own mouth open in a hideous kidney shape crying.

There are so few perfect seasons of television, and until now I don’t know if I can think of one that was also the final season (it probably exists and I am blanking). This is a show I will happily go back and rewatch again and again to get more out of on successive viewings.

This show singlehandedly propelled Rami Malek into the A-list, resurrected Christian Slater’s career giving him accolades he never got from the awards people and the critics even when he was at his peak, and made a name out of Sam Esmail and a lot of the cast. It’s just too bad that second season scared away much of…

Only the Mr.Robot finale can leave you feeling sad but hopeful. Like you wanna cry and smile at the same time.

This is one of the best finales of all time, perhaps since “Felina” of Breaking Bad. Everything have been explained to such satisfying degree that left nothing else to be uncovered. Elliot’s rage has finally accepted his end and we should too, all we can do is to let life takes us where we need to go.

What an incredible journey

The ambiguity of the ending—both factual and moral—is perfect. There’s no way to do a S2 without opening the box and seeing whether the cat is dead or alive, and the very act of doing that would diminish this ending, no matter which way it turned out.

So, unless they have a VERY good idea for S2, they should resist…

It’s a tough call for me: I did not expect this season to be so fucking good, so my natural reaction was: give me more. But the longer I thought on it, Angela and Cal’s story was so perfectly formed, that unless I had Manhattan style knowledge that any future season was as good, then I’m OK with it being one and done.

“Black love saved the world, and a Black woman became a god.”