I just remember all the Civil War jokes about how Cap and Tony could’ve resolved their differences by realizing that they both had best friends named James.

There’s also a bit in the Teen Titans Go movie that riffs on the Martha thing by having them resume the fight when they realize their dads had different names.

So you were the kid with the proverbial uncle who works at Nintendo!

I’ve played this before. My drunk uncle that worked at Nintendo brought it over for Xmas dinner in ‘89.

Motley Crue, a shitty band of assholes, and for assholes.

I feel for him. I still haven’t lived down that one time I admitted on The Dirt to killing several hoboes that I lured onto my property with the promise of steady work, three hots and a cot.  Chalk it up to a youthful indiscretion.  It was a different time six months ago.  

Well at least he now regrets it because it’s no longer considered cool to be a depraved shithead.

This is an adaptation of a freaking book, not a new story to appease whatever wishes you may have

Julianne Moore is a national treasure. I am there.

I hope Good Omens fares better. 

I know they’re worried about legal ramifications, but at some point I think Valve just needs to come out and say:

If there’s one thing Ricky Gervais does for me, it’s making me wish that Eddie Izzard was doing more work.

I’ve said it before, but I am deeply saddened that Ricky Gervais became a recluse after Extras and never produced anything ever again.

The mystery of why Gervais isn’t funny any more isn’t exactly difficult to crack: he was never funny in the first place.

The mystery of why Gervais isn’t funny any more isn’t exactly difficult to crack: he makes good to great stuff when he works with Stephen Merchant, and forgettable to terrible stuff when he doesn’t. He’s only funny when he has someone there to shape his worst aspects and fit them into the tone of something larger.…

Gervais’ output since Extras has really delivered diminishing returns (to put it kindly). It feels like he bought into his own hype and has tried to cultivate the persona of “smartest man in the room.”  This review doesn’t give me hope that this trend will change anytime soon.

My favorite real life cremation is the one Mel Brooks tells about Howard Morris’ father (he also has a bunch of stories about how he used to torment Morris which are also great, naturally). I’m not going to do it full justice but when has that ever stopped me before.

No one cares, imagine that. 

The best part was Lily telling Manny to fuck off, expressing how we all feel about Manny at this point.