I thought “Spent the day in bed...” was a great first tweet. Then I found out it was basically an ad, and now I’m disappointed, once more.
I thought “Spent the day in bed...” was a great first tweet. Then I found out it was basically an ad, and now I’m disappointed, once more.
But if they don't delete us now, will they ever delete us?
A thing I rarely see James Marshall get credit for — unless I'm reading my own writing, because I say it all the time even though nobody else cares — is that he's the only one of the teenage-character actors who is actually playing his character like a teenager rather than a twentysomething.
If we don't get a direct reference to Zane's striped sweater I am writing this entire season off as an abject failure.
And her "whatevs" tone to Hawk at the end, which comes out of nowhere and is as creepy as the more deranged lines, as though she's dismissing him because he's clearly missing some invisible-but-essential point…
Lynch — and I'm not overlooking Frost as a co-creator here, I am pinpointing Lynch specifically — loves to write meandering scenes where characters talk about some vaguely defined subject and refer to a bunch of other names of people we don't know.
Hudson Mohawke is a heck of a talent but he isn't much to watch performance-wise, even by low-key minimalist Lynchian standards.
I'm still mad we missed out on Hall/Fripp/Levin/Marotta.
Every time it seemed like it was finished, it somehow found a way to keep going and keep getting better.
Roger Valiant.
They had him right there, too. They could have just asked.
I agree with Scott.
ERROR'D!
Corey Glover's an actor.
WHERE'S TERRIERS?
FUCK.
Speaking of cancelled tv shows, a couple of hours ago writer Prentice Penny tweeted a photo of an office door with a sign on it reading "HAPPY ENDINGS 401" with the caption "Not. A. Game."
Showtime's House of Pi
And yet his son is a fucking dunce.
As hard as it would be to present the central gimmick without creating unintentional comedy, I'd like to see someone try to make a series from the Inspector Rutledge books by Charles Todd. (Ideally in Foyle's War length episodes so the bleakness can stretch out its legs a bit.)