Hey, directors? You want to replace fluid action with a lot of brief cuts of people throwing punches, and not have it look like you're a hyperactive incompetent with ADD? This is how you do it.

Hey, if even one of the people they shot was wearing a hat like that as a fashion statement, it's a price worth paying.

Plus, he also got to play his drunk double.

Is it even possible to have sex in one of those little pods the tailgunners had to sit in? I mean, things were pretty cramped, you'd probably get jabbed in uncomfortable places by the machineguns, and there's always a high probability of the Luftwaffe interrupting.

Somewhere, Dougray Scott sits alone and plans Hugh Jackman's destruction.

Yeah, but Alicia Witt, man. Sexy redhead paralegal with a tramp stamp makes up for a lot.

Brooklyn Nine-Nine. Definitely one of those sitcoms which I can just put on and chill out.

Justified was great. I mean, the fifth season dragged a little, but even when they were meandering through the Crowes they never lost sight of the show's bromantic heart.

… And then they lock them in the house, and they find out there's only enough food for the original seven.

Bowline is the obvious choice. It's versatile, it's reliable, and you can teach it to kids with a cutesy rabbit metaphor. I've trusted my life to bowlines more times than I care to remember.

"This pathetic human flesh-sack is clearly lying, your honour. Give me a whip, a bucket of scorpions, and a VHS copy of Drop Dead Fred, and I'll get the truth out of him."

Even the most obvious and cliche joke can be forgiven if it comes with an adorable kid in giant sunglasses.

So, uh, where's the Lucifer review at? I want to find out what other people have to add to the firecrotch puns.

Yes, but don't worry about places - she'll share with one of the other guests. Before the dancing is done, she'll share with all the other guests.

Not the mouthwash, though. He spits that back into the bottle.

I'm guessing she starts a lot of her scenes by removing her glasses and shaking her hair out of its bun.

Millions shall perish, worlds shall be shattered, countless forgotten movies shall be dug up and mocked… and all for what? For what, I ask you?

Which does he admire more, the sexy miniskirts or the self-reliance?

He'll be standing behind the best man.

If it's any comfort, that header image will also try to kill you while you're awake.