I liked this movie more the first time when it was called “Satan’s Alley.”

Dammit, take your star and get out.

Does the description of this remind anyone else of that hot mess “I Know Who Killed Me” with Lindsey Lohan at the start of her (long) nadir?

Because America doesn’t really do consequences for rich or powerful people in any case. At most, you get put in a temporary time out, but that’s about it. Kevin Spacey will be headlining series again in 18 months. I mean, this is the country that couldn’t/wouldn’t even keep Bill Cosby in jail.

Or “Dumb and Dumber To.” Remember that one? Yeah, neither does anyone else.

Wait, that was seriously a thing? I was just spitballing but I haven’t seen Twins since it was on rotation on the Disney Channel in the early 90s.

Somewhat dreading the following sequel, Quadruplets, in which a long-lost and heretofore unknown sister played by Melissa McCarthy is discovered because why the hell not.

This show was a hidden gem that never got enough attention for how good it is/was. Hope it can at least be appreciated in the future.

This is all just very silly.

Is there anyone who thinks we didn’t?

If people weren’t satisfied with Levar’s hosting but want someone with equal fondness and cache, hear me out: Jeopardy host Bill Nye.

Hear me out: Jeopardy host Bill Nye.

It’s all pretty funny until you remember that these people are allowed to vote and every one of their votes counts just as much as yours.

I am your character arc.

Joyful Joyful.

Hoo, he a long boi!

You forgot the sobbing with an entitled sneer on your face.

That’s not the goal: There is nothing, absolutely nothing, that will make them change their behavior. They are who they are, and we need to start holding them responsible for the damage they do.

The problem is that there isn’t enough “othering” of these reckless monsters. They need to be pointed out, shamed, and punished for incubating variants and spreading the virus to children who can’t be vaccinated yet.

Whenever I need a lift, there’s nothing I crave more than some Kraft shells and a solo screening of Can’t Hardly Wait.