Lloyd is an amazing man, and it constantly astounds me that not only is he still alive, but that he still gets relatively steady work.

The problem isn't that these movies aren't fun. That's one among many problems, but serious movies are perfectly great, too. Amazing Spider-Man 2 is plenty fun, and it's also an atrocious mess.

Disappointing, especially for how good the source story is, but I hope this gets high enough ratings to warrant continuing seasons. If they choose a story with a bit more meat to adapt next time around — my money's on "The Russian Sleep Experiment" for a slow-burning, claustrophobic period horror — this could…

I find something weirdly amusing about the A.V. Club covering something everyone already assumed would happen in a TV show with an air of secrecy and clickbaity mystery, yet being so willing to spoil critical plot turns in the headlines and thumbnails of actual TV reviews.

This is a lot funnier if you've actually watched Ghost Adventures (of all the BS ghost hunter shows, it's the most mindlessly entertaining). The joke's as simple and cute as the other Leigh Luna comics, but it's also completely accurate.

I'll gratefully take an old-fashioned "something's out in the woods" flick over Hollywood's continuing assertions that Ouija boards are totally super scary.

By the end of the year, there will be no A.V. Club. There will only be the Hormel Club.

"how Kylo Ren got off the about-to-explode Starkiller Base"

Univision. It's always Univision's idea. Clicks first, quality second.

I like these comics. They're cute, they're drawn and written well, and they don't try to be something they're not. It's really the first set featured here that I have no problems with.

I don't know if American mass audiences are ready to handle the sheer homoeroticness of the average JoJo story. A single volume of Diamond Is Unbreakable is equivalent to thirty Top Guns slowly slathering each other's abs in glittery oil.

The same reason the rest of TV Club has been gutted and we have been graced with the Supper Club.

Because food articles get more casual clicks and social media attention than well-written TV analysis, and the site is dying so they're trying to squeeze out every click they can.

I am bitterly reminded that the site axed coverage of Adventure Time in their first wave of TV Club evisceration.

I finished (read: gave up on) No Man's Sky after weeks of struggling to find something interesting. Pretty much every hour of play after the first warp felt like I was walking into a dead-end office job, toiling away at spreadsheets all day in the hopes that someday, I might be able to get somewhere fun in life.…

Mads Mikkelsen. Whatever he's in, magnificent or good or mediocre or worse, he's always among the highest points. I'd watch a film consisting of him slowly raking several acres of uninteresting land by himself if he were just talking throughout it.

DC, I want to love you. You have the biggest staple of enduring heroes in the comics industry, and virtually every one is ripe for movie material. I've wanted every damn movie thus far to be great, and you're three-for-three for missing even the lowest expectations.

Fuck that spoiler headline, seriously. You could have phrased it in any number of vaguer ways, but you just openly revealed on the front page — hours before the ep aired in the rest of the country — that there would be a single gunshot. Thereby draining all of the tension when Tyrell dug out that gun.

Crackle, please stop trying to make Crackle a thing.

In every alien-invasion dystopia story, there is always a guy who, the moment resistance started to flag, immediately fell before the conquerors and begged to collaborate in return for being allowed to preach over loudspeakers about how awesome being subservient to space assholes is.