Six “bitch”es from Kandy during the roast alone.  Sigh. 

Mr. Wrong is nearly breathtaking in its ill-conceived plot and casting. It’s a kind of awesomely bad that almost makes it worth seeing. A true nadir in the romcom subgenre.

But but but MCU streaming show!

Not really related but a girl I spent time with in college wanted to go see a sad movie where she could get her weep on so her selection she knew nothing about, but the title contained “cry” so surely it was what she was looking for. And that’s how she wound up at The Crying Game.

In one of the books Ramona wanted her father to quit smoking so she made a banner but split it in two lines as NOSMO KING and Dad was like, “Who is this Mister King guy?” To this day I say that to myself whenever I see a no smoking sign.

Dear Mr. Henshaw, that’s it! That’s the book I’ve been trying to remember for decades! When I was a kid I had an epistolary novel in the voice of a boy whose writing got better through the book as he got older. I distinctly remember the first chapter containing “I lick it” meaning “I like it.”

I went with a ladyfriend to Ed Wood and she had no idea the characters were real people making real movies.

I come from the future!

Bryce was super cute and looked to be having a blast. 

I was just thinking of all the three-hour movies I’ve sat through in the theater and none of them were a problem: Titanic, Magnolia, Short Cuts, The Green Mile, JFK, Dances with Wolves, The Last Emperor... probably more.

If you’re unwilling or unable to focus on something for three hours, that’s your problem, not the movie’s.

It’s not me. It feels like a costume.

The Extended Cut is available as a Made-On-Demand DVD. Running time 3hr, 7min.  It’s the only version I’ve seen and it held my interest throughout so ol’ Rog was right about no good movie being too long. 

Truck Turner is my favorite blaxploitation flick because Nichelle Nichols is so hilariously foul-mouthed in it.

100+ pairs of shoes?  Hey, check out Imelda here! 

Aaron Boone?

It had to be L.A. Story then.

In the ‘90s I knew a guy who thought she was hot. This was after L.A. Story, before SatC.

Word.

Spades was huge in my fraternity. I hadn’t heard of the game before I pledged but once I was a brother we played all. the. time. Hours upon hours, deep into the night.