I would call myself Perri, so everyone would have to refer to me as Pope Perri.

I can’t believe I had to load this many comments before I saw Trainspotting.

Only semi-related, but to this day I’m still bummed a blonded-up Hugh Grant didn’t play Gilderoy Lockhart in Chamber of Secrets.

Having seen what Hollywood did to another beloved piece of my childhood recently (The House with a Clock in Its Walls, whoof) I think I’ll root for this one to stay in development Hell until I can finish moving these grains of sand around with these tweezers.

Fawlty Towers?

*Fox lady.

I wanted to like that movie, and the first act is enjoyably batshit, leaning into the craziness of the concept, then in the middle it gets all weirdly serious, like Daniel Day-Lewis had popped over from his Lincoln movie, and then by the time we get to act three, where we’re back to doing stuff like somehow…

Good, but could we get a different man already?  The best James Bond movie Daniel Craig has ever been in was Layercake.

• The only part of this that didn’t work was Sgt. Hatred’s attempts to “seduce” the night nurse at the hospital into letting him see Dean. It just wasn’t very funny.

And for whatever reason, sharks like the taste of Americans.

I honestly don’t remember, did anybody stick besides Hitman?

Not to be pedantic, but... (deep breath, pushes up glasses)

We’ve done a lot of callbacks to old stuff this year:

despite the backlash from whiny babies

I still think Hatred’s Season 4 exclamation of ‘What, did Henry Darger write this?’ might be the deepest cut, but maybe it’s just the oddest thing they’ve referenced that I remembered long enough to go Wiki when the episode was over.

I could absolutely give a shit about the rest of this article, but this...

Professor X was using Cerebro to make people not notice mutants, and he and Jean got dusted in the Snapture and his decades of mind-fuckery just wears off the entire planet.

Also, the follow-up series The Legend Of Korra was better in every way

I admit it would definitely make me want to leave the premises, but... who the Hell sets up their motion-activated intruder alarm to play a creepy nursery rhyme?