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I think McDormand is excellent in just about everything she’s in. Case in point: I fucking hated Three Billboards but thought she was great in it.

I’m friends with a married couple who work in NYC. The husband’s West Indian and gets “randomly” searched by the subway cops all the time. The wife is the most lily-white girl I’ve known. She only gets “randomly” searched whenever she’s with her husband.

Come on, don’t tell me you wouldn’t watch the shit out of that movie.

There’s a less cynical reason: off-screen Trebek and Oz were friends. Additionally, Dr. Oz was a frequent presenter of video clues. (But still, fuck that guy.)

Is that Your Neighbor Benicio Del Toroto?

I have a similar story. I remember hearing Total Eclipse of the Heart and thinking to myself “damn, I could totally hear Meat Loaf singing this song”.

you mean Winters

I’m listening to the new Armed album for the first time as I type this. It’s solid so far. It’s certainly more accessible than Only Love (which sounded like 2 different albums played at the same time), but still just as intense. I kind of miss the pure hardcore of their self titled album though.

I’m glad TIE Fighter still holds up. I thought Squadrons was just OK, but it was missing something under all that sheen. I wondered if nostalgia made me remember TIE Fighter as better than it is.

Are you referring to Apollo 13, or Ron Howard’s filmography in general?

Early in the film, Mads Mikkelson makes the most devastatingly sad face I had ever seen. It’s in the scene when the four friends are at dinner and they’re talking about what a rut they’re all in.

As a frequent patron of the Pasadena location, I can tell you the Arclight was nothing like AMC. AMC theaters assault you with noise from the moment you enter the doors. The cavernous entrances cause all the voices, music, and arcade machines to amplify all around you. If you get to your seat early enough, you have to

I don’t know if you would call this a habit, but I simply refuse to play games with multiple endings these days. I barely have enough time and patience to beat a game once. I hate the thought that an arbitrary decision I made early in the game can be the difference between the Good and Bad ending, so I pass on the

I’m just like Alexandra—my desire to complete a game results in me burning out on it. Final Fantasy VII (the original) was the last game I played through without a game guide. I just let myself get caught up in the narrative. Hell, I never found Yuffie or Vincent in that playthrough. The final battle with Sephiroth

So wait, is Phillip or DMX the Aldous Huxley of the day?

You’re probably right, but I hate Surrender. So. Fucking. Much.

You know how in panoramic photos the vanishing points shift creating a change in perspective? That’s what sitcom sets look like in person. It’s kind of dizzying.

I get the feeling though. A few years after I stopped playing, I entered a booster draft for the hell of it. I was thrown off due to the card redesigns. I got a Plainswalker in my opening pack and I had never heard of them before. Basically, I got curb stomped.

Great, now I’m imagining Zangief’s helicopter dick during spinning piledrivers.

I feel like this movie’s going to be cynically bad, like the whole thing was put together by a committee trying to tap into people’s nostalgia for no other reason than a $500M global box office return.* However, I’ll admit seeing a few Stay Pufts impaled on a toothpick happily being roasted was amusing in a macabre