This just in: Affleck sees "Hamilton," decides new Batman film will actually be three-person stage play performed with unity of space and time. It's environmental theatre- you have to be on the train to see the play. Nobody puts on a superhero costume, but allusions will be made.

Meesa Brickadoodah!

Was it the graphic child murder, or the gay sex scene?

Fett's backstory is, at least on paper, way cooler than his mystery: the last member of a race of soulless clones descended from a perfect bounty hunter, sole survivor of a galactic war. He's Dredd, Rambo, Mad Max and Seamus Aran in one.

Tutti frutti, tight booty/Tutti frutti, man cutie

This is the fine line between Mamet, and "Luke and Morty."

During the winter months I have a side gig at a ski chalet, leading a small group of carol singers who occasionally have an acoustic folk guitarist. Early in November, amidst our cheerful carols, a sad-looking old lady asked us if we knew "that Hallelujah song." We worked up an arrangement in a few minutes and the…

And, if you go back to ancient Greece… written word.

Cars 1 is the sort of movie that, like Shrek, time will honor as a hidden gem that is tarnished by the increasingly mercenary sequels and licensing. It works better than it should, and the conceit of doing a sports-underdog-made-good film (which was a major subgenre for Disney during the start of its "more adult…

The Queer Theory paradox:

And not that it makes the characters any more or less stereotypical, but aren't they being depicted as just having come from, or just having left, the gay fetish bar with the old man in a Nazi uniform who anally fists people with an arm he kept greased up to the elbow? As semi-absurd as that scenario is, it at least…

"Daddy, am I a muppet?"

She's only barely wrong. Kermit the Frog is more real than Jim Henson, because you can't kill Kermit, he can be everywhere at once while still maintaining continuity and unity, and in a hundred years he may still be making B-movies.

I mean, women, blacks and gays love Bieber, suuure, but Hanson was Conan O'Brien's house band on tour! We all know what's REALLY significant.

City Council now warns listeners not to hear Hanson songs, and, if possible, to go back in time and prevent the hearing of Hanson songs. "If you have heard MMMBop, it is already too late," they hissed in unison.

It's a classic mode of reinvention: learning not to take yourself seriously after a straight-faced, grim career. Look at the way Michael Bolton has reinvented himself as a tongue-in-cheek, sneering caricature of the ex-heartthrob.

I stay in Vaporwave Motel most nights- no rooms, just lots of pretty, pretty hallways.

I wonder how much is Purser's own dramatic limitations, and how much is the reinvented role of Trauma Ethel (the character long known as Big Ethel or Fat Ethel in the pre-reboot comics) having few characteristics other than "is legitimately victimized by just about everything."

Does she lock the token black character in a hot tub and pour syrup on him while experiencing an identity fugue? Because Purser is already on THAT show, which is probably a more fun environment for a quirky young Christian-queer iconoclast to hang out in the long run.

Herbert. Good Jewish name.