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I love all of those names (well, not Trophy Wife, I guess, which I had never heard of before this).

Snowden was laughingly hagiographic in a way that defeated any reason to pay attention to it. Spielberg is likely to do a far better job than Oliver Stone.

Lots of people are attracted to young men or women. That doesn’t make them sexual predators. If an 18 year old begins a consensual relationship with someone in their 50s, that’s all fine.

Which isn’t really predatory.

I think the sentences I quoted are awkward at best. But the examples you gave later on in the comments are very useful in outlining the story’s sins, so thanks.

Difficult People is a very funny show if you like watching very self-absorbed people and/or lots of pop culture slams.

Maybe. It doesn’t strike me as being out of the typical range of noir plots (after all, it places an emphasis on dishonesty, sexuality, and blackmail, all noir staples). But the only “canonically noir” plotline involving pregnancy that I can find is 1951's The Prowler.

“The Dark Prince Charmingfeels at first like a very standard Batman story, though Marini claims in his introduction to be aiming for something a bit more “noir” than that. It’s a mistake to think that all Batman stories are automatically crime or noir, but this is the least of the missteps Marini makes.”

Yep, as John Carter definitely showed.

The details you’re alleging don’t seem to be supported by the after-show or the article.

Stupid sexy Jason.

That’s impossible. There’s no way that Taco Bell’s “Mexican Pizza” can defeat all others, and we know that they are the ultimate victors.

If you can star a wrench, you can star a dodgeball reference.

DJ Assassin learned to travel through time?

Rapp’s account was that Spacey was really drunk (“sort of stood in the doorway, kind of swaying. My impression when he came in the room was that he was drunk”).

It’s a John Bull-ion cube conspiracy!

We can’t stand that Gross kid either.

But she kept it secret!

What about some sort of poisonous gas that would freeze people into an eternal rictus of good humor?  We could have a parade and deliver it via balloon.

So this is where we line up for gin?