I can't wait for the reboot!

So that's what Bruce Vilanch has been up to.

What's so mysterious about Goldman Sachs?

That was worth a chuckle.

It looks and sounds good. The performers are engaged. There's that. But excepting the overwrought séance in episode 2 the show barely registers a pulse. Something like Doctor Who's The Talons of Weng-Chiang better satisfied the genre requirements with greater economy 35 years ago.

Prelude to Act 1 from Tristan and Isolde by Richard Wagner. Can't miss the "Tristan chord".

Too self-conscious by far.

To disque or not to disque: that is the…(nom, nom, nom).

But when your lone sympathetic male character attempts to rape the protagonist at the end of the film, I can't help but feel like Trier's outlook and perspective is limited by his own distaste for humanity.

Replace von Trier with Hitchcock, Charlotte Gainsbourg with Janet Leigh, and what you got left? Colour stock and a few Xs on the poster.

KOOOORRRRRRAALLLLLLLL…your fly is down.

Mr. Schifrin is still alive, you know, perhaps you'd like to inform him he's been spelling his own name wrong all these years (unless, of course, you're a victim of your browser's auto-correct function too).

Perfectemente.

A few of them:

I too have not enjoyed every Aronofsky film.

Bob raking up a refuse pile at prison: "There, that's the last condom wrapper".

Some? The Abrahamic religions are nothing but persecution complexes.

There's no such word as "evolutionism" in the scientific lexicon.

That poor bunny!

More like an attempt to discern what all the fuss and these high gradings were on about and, well, Manu Bennett.