STOP SAYING "GREAT JOB INTERNET." JESUS.
STOP SAYING "GREAT JOB INTERNET." JESUS.
Boy, you must constantly be puking all over the place if previews for shitty movies provoke that reaction.
I don't understand the widespread hatred for Wolverine Origins. I'd classify it—along with most of the X-Men movies—as "perfectly fine." Not spectacular, but…fine. The second Wolverine movie suffers from the uncomfortable strain of vague Orientalism running through it.
Seriously, why would I possibly read something that the flippin' AVclub recommends? That seems like a crazy thing to do.
It's not the fact that it's erasing the original movie, that's what people don't get. It's the fact that it's (willingly or not) trying to replace it as the true "Ghostbusters" to the new generation. This guy uptop in the comments section mentioned that he gets pretty mad when he mentions Willy Wonka to kids today,…
For the record, I just want to point out that the above is a Wrong Opinion.
Your name looks like BDB.
Why are random kids always wandering into your house?
Also, because it involves firing cannons at people. I can only assume.
Boy, if being mean to one's siblings is a sign that one is fundamentally BAD, then I think we're all sociopaths on this bus.
Nope, people who get all high and mighty about not using articles before foreign words and phrases with foreign versions of "the" are hyper-correcting, generally insufferable, and wrong. When English calls for an article, it doesn't call for one in any ol' language; it calls for one in ENGLISH. "The hoi polloi" is…
That was okay, but the place I'm REALLY nostalgic for is West Coast Video. Take home the entertainment!
…did someone really say "so funny I forgot to laugh" unironically? Huh.
I'll admit, there was a time when I watched for the bad auditions. Then, I suppose my sensibilities changed, because I started just finding them pointlessly cruel, and I realized that Cowell's accent was masking the fact that he actually wasn't all that clever or incisive. Bleh.
Yeah, but American Beauty is straightforward, concise country pop. In no way will it prepare anyone for the endless jamming that the band's actually famous for.
I just want to point out how weird it is that there's someone who spells Eeyore's name "E'or."
Future historians will trace the election of Donald Trump directly back to people comparing him to hacky directors.
Please allow me to out-music-nerd you by noting that it's Dexys Midnight Runners, sans apostrophe.
I don't think I've ever seen the movie, but the book is absolutely transcendent. I get chills just thinking about it.
So on a scale of one to ten, exactly how forgettable do you think Turkish torture porn should be?