You know the Romans had a pretty ironclad taboo about Generals or Emperors marching their troops into Rome, for reasons that still apply....

My problem with this storyline is more ‘Everyone assumes Lois and Superman are stepping out’ rather than ‘Hey Lois Lane is kissing Superman - isn’t she married to a guy with the same build and hair as Superman?’

An excellent example of the ‘Here, smell this!’ genre of movie reviews.

Hey now, Tommy Chong is Calgary’s and you can’t have him!

“pack of kids”

I live in Canada and I knew this.  I figured it out in my TEENS just following another country’s news.

It’s painful. She is gamely trying to minimize the error to two pages but it undercuts her whole premise. If these were widely understood at the time to be cosmetic sentences that would invariably be pardoned after society’s condemnation had been established then the mini-pogrom of gay men at the heart of her thesis…

It’s painful. She is gamely trying to minimize the error to two pages but it undercuts her whole premise. If these were widely understood at the time to be cosmetic sentences that would invariably be pardoned after society’s condemnation had been established then the mini-pogrom of gay men at the heart of her thesis…

Batman  and Robin, Lost in Space, I am Legend.... how many disastrous, completely missing the point genre property adaptations does he have to fuck up before he figures out they aren’t his wheelhouse?

I still love the line in Interesting Times, when Pratchett addresses how utopian idealism so often results in dystopia - ‘If you really want to help people, build a library and leave the doors unlocked.’

Looks like it was a feint to pivot to an ‘oversight’ role which sounds like a stalking horse.

The argument that it was sexism to pay attention to her abusive behavior really irritated me. A shitty boss is a shitty boss, whatever the gender.

It’s a dad joke if your dad was an asshole.

Of course the cops haven’t taken their defeat well and he’s been pulled over 6 or 7 times since...

I feel the same way about the V for Vendetta adaptation. A lavish spectacle that gets some things almost right - but at its core fundamentally betrays the whole conception of the book. A weak and helpless teenage factory worker becomes a sleek TV executive. An unambiguously fascist racially cleansed Britain is turned…

My Uncle Larry. Elderly and increasingly debilitated but living in a wealthy retiree community in a wealthy retiree region. The kind of town that goes gentle on telling older drivers its time to give up their driver’s license.

My Uncle Larry. Elderly and increasingly debilitated but living in a wealthy retiree community in a wealthy retiree region. The kind of town that goes gentle on telling older drivers its time to give up their driver’s license.

Horror is really the only pop culture example of the learned appeal of something bitter.

He can’t even be an even minimally effective real police officer. He’ll never be able to testify in any case - the defense would make merry sport of him and any case that counted on him. He will never be able to be anything but the police version of a hockey enforcer; he won’t be expected to score - make arrests - he…