…Twitter?

All British actors called Tom are actually cloned in vats. Tom Courtenay was the original template.

I remember when everyone (including me) thought introducing the Facebook news feed was a huge mistake and a horrific invasion of privacy. That feels like a very long time ago.

I get nervous enough talking to people called Monica. Even if they're white.

I think when I first saw Grease, I assumed it was made in the 50s. I don't think I had a concept of 'period piece' as a kid.

The longest credits sequence I ever sat through was for The Matrix Reloaded, which go on for an age. I think I even sat through them again on seeing the movie a second time. I can't for the life of me remember why. It seemed important at the time.

After sitting through to the very end of The Return of the King, nobody could bear to sit through another 10 minutes of credits. I can't remember a movie theatre emptying as quickly as that one.

Somehow no one mentioned The Longest Day yet. Worth seeing for the all-star cast alone.

As a film about the battle of Stalingrad, it's wildly disappointing. But Bob Hoskins did make a great Khrushchev.
(Also, it had Ron Perlman, who makes any film better.)

I'd never heard of him before now, and I think this report only justifies that ignorance.

I enjoyed A Good Year more than Prometheus. At least it made sense.

Except the first two seasons weren't very good either. I feel like there must have been some amazing hidden season of Sherlock somewhere which everyone else saw and I didn't, because I just don't get the love for it based on what's been broadcast.

Twitter isn't an abstract 'medium' though, as much as they'd like you to think of them that way. It's a company. They are morally (if not legally) responsible for what they expose their users to. They can, and should, be held to account for allowing people to post the worst kind of shit and not having any workable way…

I thought the main purpose of Twitter was for anonymously sending death and rape threats to people you don't like. I'm sure it has other uses, but I can't think of any at the moment.

This comment just reminds me of the hilarious opening to Command & Conquer: Red Alert 2, in which the Russians surprise attack the US from out of nowhere with swarms of zeppelins and squid, and the President goes nuts. With the priceless lines: "What are you doing? You're… throwing everything you've got at us, Alex!…

I like the sentiment of this comment, but I also have to register an intrinsic objection to the idea that 'manliness' is a status that must be aspired to, and men who aren't worthy are somehow 'not real men'. I know you didn't mean for it to be taken that seriously, but still: that's bullshit we can do without.

I think you've got the facts right, but the implications completely wrong. The point is, Trump wouldn't be able to run a negative campaign against Clinton and Obama in 2020. Without Clinton on the ballot (assuming the Democrats aren't dumb enough to nominate her again), he couldn't rely on those voters to turn out…

Here in England, you can sue for defamation even if it's true, and people do, all the time. We don't have that pesky First Amendment though. US defamation law is more strict (and reasonable): I believe 'actual malice' is the usual requirement.

You've already had a lot of replies to this, but personally: I don't believe in an afterlife, but I can't say for sure if that's correct or not. What I can say for sure is that death is certainly the end of this life; even if something does happen after you die, nobody comes back here. So the idea of an afterlife…

I realise everyone says this, but it's funny how it's always the people who say 'I can't see ever being with anyone again' who seem to just fall into new relationships.