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Jamaica was still a British colony for most of 1962, maybe they had British division ads rather than Central American/Carribbean.

This is all just a cover for the two secret projects: Realize Akira and Realize Evangelion.

They got Kenji Kawaii to do the music? That’s epic.

For most part of its life Top Gear was not the most profitable and popular show in the history of television, though. We’re not talking about replacing Angela Rippon here.

“Don’t fuck with a good recipe” is an odd thing to say for somebody who remembers the 1977 incarnation. The only thing that show and the Top Gear of the 2010s had in common was the name and the fact that it was about cars. What “recipe” are we not supposed to fuck with here, exactly?

It won Matt a Golden Globe plus two nominations and four Emmy nods, so not that underrated.

“Episodes” is for LeBlanc what Pulp Fiction was for Travolta.

What “journalism” was there ever in Top Gear, apart from a 5 minutes “news” segment that could be replaced by hand puppets?

Exactly. I would imagine Scandinavian wizards to look like a cross between Abba and Charles Gustav’s dragoons.

I don’t remember Hogwarts teachers dress up as Anglo-Saxon warriors.

It is if you’re switching to/from two handed grip.

“Hellish” weather? Looks positively lovely to me.

Specieist.

That would have terrifying implications for the Pokemon world.

Linearity is not a bad thing. There’s a whole sub-genre of FPPs with simple, linear levels. Sometimes all you want is just smash buttons and kill mobs, not think of where to go next.

It’s a half-hour satire on an obscure art channel. I wouldn’t waste time worrying about it.

I’ve seen this quote attributed to Joss Whedon, which makes a bit more sense.

That’s French Connection UK, a British clothes brand.

It would also probably be useless against a tank or an F-16, but I don’t see the relevance...

You’re a bit confused. Shugendo doesn’t have anything to do with Shinobi. Shugenja are just mountain hermits - some of them used to be warrior monks, but in the “smack your head with an iron club” way, rather than the sneaky stealthy way.