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Hefner’s “The Fidelity Wars” should’ve been massive. Either “Hymn For The Cigarettes” or “Don’t Flake Out On Me” deserved to be breakthrough singles.

I’m a little bit in this situation myself—to me, BDSM and complicated role-play feels ritualistic and performative in a way that removes the intimacy and kills my own libido. I can’t make a real effort and be turned on at the same time. I’ve told my partner that at any given time she can have the performance or she

Enjoy? Absolutely, never said otherwise. But sagely proselytize or use as an aspirational lifestyle guide? That’s twenty-something boyfriend stuff.

Take it, it’s yours!

The current AV Club house style is a weak attempt at Sean Faux’Neal, and you can really taste the faux.

Probably just that he’s so straight white male, which is boring now. Between LA Confidential, Gladiator, and Master & Commander odds are he’s in, like, 25% of white dudes’ Favorite Movie Of All Time. That’s a HUGE over-saturation of the Patient Girlfriend demographic.

And why has no one put PFT and Paget Brewster in a bona fide Thin Man reboot?

Nah it's just a sexier Reno 911.

Finally! Thank you, The Other Two.

“BACK OFF, GET YOUR OWN SANDWICH!” used to be a joke, now it’s a goddamn cri de cœur.

Black Mirror is a victim of its success. So much of the original buzz was about the sense that they could do anything, and you had no idea where it would go. That boldness turned out to be somewhat illusory, and now that every knows the show so well that it’s become shorthand for tech nihilism, there’s not much there

That episode really benefited from not knowing what the show was. What seems now like a predictable nihilism felt at the time like a dark twisted red herring, because surely they wouldn’t go through with it, right?

Subway: Go Make Me A Sandwich.

... and said monsters seem to represent the evils of colonialism revisited upon the colonizers?

This may also be TL, but this fan appreciation article is a pretty great distillation of what HH was, what it’s supposed to be and what it is now:

Dark satire is so hard, and it requires the perfect window. If “Corporate” aired 15 years ago, it’d have been met with “whatever, Unabomber” and evaporated. 10 years ago it’d have been edgelord coolism. Airing now, it’s banal brilliance is almost too on the nose. Best time for it was 5 years ago where it’d have been

Don’t hold your breath. I’ve been waiting for someone to pick up the gold standard abandonware that is Ultima 7 & 7.5 for years now.

Good Omens has always struck me as a Douglas Adams-y riff on The Apocalypse. It’s therefore no great surprise that adaptation is ... challenging. Que sera sera.

Ellsworth appears Obi-Wan style: “For bein’ gone, I notice I’m frequently back. Goodnight.”

He’s a storyboard artist who somehow got a camera.