I can't hear about Andrew Garfield without thinking of John Garfield. Nor about either of them without thinking of President Garfield. Nor about him without thinking about the cat.

Watch a makeup artist transform herself into Ron Swanson's drowned, run-over corpse.

You can only hope it's a trilogy.

That guy looks so distractingly like Mitt Romney it's hard to take him seriously even in this so-bad-it's-good way people seem to feel about these Evil Dead whatevers.

Truth. It's a great scene, but it's definitely only a handful of people, both in our minds and on screen.

If this had been one of the logos under consideration by the campaign and had been rejected by the campaign for looking obscene, and that had become known, I suspect that people would have made fun of the campaign for seeing sex in a couple of innocuous initials.

Not at that juncture, anyway.

In the George H.W. Bush presidential museum, there's a video installation of Bush (circa, I don't know, 2000? 2005?) calling Carvey and asking him to do an impression for the library.

My point exactly. I'd expect there are more attempts now than in the 60s. Just fewer successes thanks to better security.

On the other hand, security is way better now. Perhaps the better question vis a vis the 60s is how many regular assassination attempts have been made compared to attempts in the 60s, per capita.

They don't have the range.

The voice you're now hearing is Luthius. Spared no expense.

The hospital story sounds like a premise for one of those Onion cartoons.

1) Everyone knows the Pokemon seizure story.
2) Why are you happy to learn the Pokemon seizure story?

Kinda stupid, too, though, I'd say.

It's a relatable statement, but still, to articulate it makes the articulater pretty unlikable.

Hurt's character really isn't dumb in any sense of the word, despite what the movie thinks. Hunter's character comes across today as a pretty stereotypical strawwoman, though perhaps in those pre-Sorkin days the trope of career-obsessed, emotionally-unhinged woman hadn't been done to death quite yet (it was well on…

I also hate this saccharine song.

I rarely think these John Oliver things are worthwhile. Some of them can be pretty revealing, like the border wall piece and the special district piece, but they're undercut by the broadness and self-righteousness of the comedy. The best one I'm aware of is the televangelist one, since there's nothing to say in…

Why in the world do they have thigh gaps?