Did not know until recently that the brilliantly funny John Finnemore - a talent who SHOULD be more widely known outside of England by now - is an exec producer and writer on S2, so now I’m doubly stoked for this.

“Hey you kids, stop running across my damn blades!”

*pushes up glasses*

Parker Bros.’ The Empire Strikes Back for the 2600 is still a banger.

*pushes up glasses*

The child-devouring ghost of David Susskind.

Oddly enough, my cousin is married to Mike Mills. I see her only about once every 10 years so I don’t consider this a close familial connection or anything, but this is the closest I’ve come to having some sort of interesting celebrity story so I gotta roll with it.

I was gonna say Matt Weiner’s The Romanoffs meeets Kim Stanley Robinson’s The Ministry for the Future, but I think both feel like the throes of a nasty hangover settling in

The AV Club’s antipathy toward jazz has been long-standing, unfortunately. A weak spot even in the salad days.

And I’m absolutely convinced the AV Club would have just as happily snarked their way through “Academy president fails to address open-palmed elephant in room at Oscar Nominees Luncheon” if Yang didn’t bring it up. It’s a win-win!

MY BRAIN HURTS

It’s not so much fuzzy as it is a pain to track, but it is quantifiable. You can track the spends for material costs, rentals, accommodation, etc. on a comparison basis against a jurisdiction without incentives, and the multipliers are generally consistent (economic impact studies typically have the multipliers in the…

Ah, good ol’ legend of stage and screen, Rita Lorena.

Benoit Blanc? Charlie Cale? Is a Rian Johnson-led revival of Deputy Dawg not far behind?

Off the top of my head:

!!!!!!!

I now entirely believe that all of these awards – even the SAGs – have become about who dominates “the conversation” at voting time, because the only rational explanation I can figure to Rhea Seehorn not being nominated is that the only time her name enters “the conversation” is when she’s perpetually overlooked…

Not nitpicky at all. The old AV Club knew their shit, and had the editors to correct it if required. Also could cite the phrase “mise-en-scène” without Pavlovian snarkback.

Dial D for Destiny

Same boat: I’m in a mid-sized Canadian city and to the best of my knowledge this is the first Spielberg movie that hasn’t started here on its general opening weekend since, I dunno, Close Encounters of the Third Kind (and that was because the theatre scheduled to run it burned down). Absolutely mind-blowing to me, and…