Oh fuck off. She ALREADY DID start wars!

Sounds like she’s still refusing to take responsibility for the loss. Typical.

Don’t watch the actual video. There’s 0.3 seconds of melted candle Lena Dunham in the middle. And that’s about 0.2 seconds too much.

They *told* us we would use algebra after we graduated!

Hope he wins again, if only for the sputtering apoplectic indignation I’ll be able to witness at Jezebel.

If the writing, directing, and fight-choreography weren’t better, it most certainly would *not* have been a better show, pander-casting aside. 

Christ. Fuck all these people and fuck you for amplifying their signal.

How will it end? Not soon enough. That’s how.

The only thing worse than musical episodes is people who *like* musical episodes.

Hey! Remember back when the Gawker-blogs blasted anyone who spoke out against this train-wreck as a misogynist? That was funny.

It’s better than the second half of the first season of Luke Cage, but not as good as the first half of the first season of Luke Cage.

fuck musical episodes

That said: this was the exact same way Marvel dealt with Gwyneth Paltrow’s absence from Age of Ultron, with another off-screen break-up with Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.). Dumping of two of its heroes’ major love interests in this way indicates that Marvel considers many of its female leads rather disposable, which…

The problem with *all* of the CGI work in R1 is that it takes the viewer out of the immersive experience. The technology isn’t *quite* there yet to not do that. With Leia, it was no big deal to be taken out of immersion. We were at the end of the movie. Time to get up and go home. And with the fighter pilots,…

For a 71 year old... his hands actually look great.

More hard-hitting “journalism” from Jezebel.

Saw it yesterday and when the ‘LOGAN’ title card came on the screen at the end of the movie, the lights came on at the same time. Almost as if to say “that’s it, we’re done, get out”. From an emotional standpoint, it was very effective.

Fuck this.

“Feminism is about race, it’s about sexual orientation, it’s about gender identity. It’s about whatever I say it’s about to justify the fact that I’m screaming spittle into your face.”

Barry (Grant Gustin) and team are surprised when Mon-El blah blah blah complete with singing and dancing, to the end.