Well, I'll beheading off now…

You mean they were on Earth the whole time? DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!!!

Holy Creepy Skinless Face Woman Spewing Up Devil Water, Batman!

And my robot butler???

Do you think the Wu Werewolf is stronger than the average Wesen? Or were those two he killed in the police station just got caught offguard?

What is it with the Trailer Maker's Guild (I'm assuming that's what they're called)? They seem to consistently make shitty, spoiler-spewing trailers that fans hate the movies in advance, and make actors and studios apologise for them and say, "We don't like them either", and get away with it. Does the Guild have…

So, this looks like a movie that could potentially help me forget the first two…

By this stage I think they just order them in bulk to save on their quatloos.

I assumed the programming was done by Mad Libs: "Joel McHale" "Sportsman" "Magazine" "Digital" "Canned Laughter".

It's weird, because she's perfectly happy with people we meet, but she will bark her head off at every dog. I'm told it's because she's on a leash and feels vulnerable when around her own kind (those few times she's been off the lead and with other dogs, she gets along with them). It gets embarrassing when we see all…

Mine is a tiny Border Terrier (as you can tell from the avatar) but never hesitates to bark at the largest dogs. i think she's channeling Joe Pesci.

Yeah. Americans go to Furriner Lands, get killed by Furriners, Furriner police are hopeless, the American team goes in, solves the case, Furriner police thank them.

A Blacklist spinoff? Without Spader? Really? Mmmmmmm… no. Blacklist's appeal lies solely with Spader. Getting my partner to watch a spinoff without Spader would have the same effect as filling her panties with desiccant.

Famke is 51, Ryan is 31. Not quite as bad as in the movie Earthquake when Lorne Green, then 59, played the father of Ava Gardener, then 52…

So it seems obvious that the cast is getting bored, going through the motions (requiring guest stars to carry the show), with maybe some friction between the actors, necessitating separate subplots so they don't all have to be together for very long. Hell, they don't even need to worry about a season climax, they know…

Margaery, Margaery, Margaery!

Oh, fuck dress codes and proms and high schools. They all suck the sweat off of donkey taints.

Hmm, I'm scheming. This is my scheming face. First I raise this eyebrow, and then… BACK OFF!

Pure electricity… in my pants.

Ah, the Movie Captain Kirk Syndrome…