But first, they need to TP my house.

I don't think so. Maybe Half-Blood Prince or Order of the Phoenix? They all seem to do fine on their own.

She's gonna digitally replace Richard Harris with Michael Gambon for continuity. Hayden Christensen has already been hired as a consulting producer.

Uh-huh… He's a fictional character. Also, his death actually means something, as opposed to wanding down Tonks and Lupin. Also, the movies are way better.

Every comment is from someone reading this at work, and therefore—given the content—is work-related.

Job, Internet!

It's like a fart that gets in your mouth. Gross.

I love The Office, but that eighth season has left such a sour taste in my mouth. There's even an underrated brilliance to the sixth season, in how it dealt with the recession and long-term storytelling, that I think really works.

Jesus. Season 2 of Friday Night Lights is perfectly fine. It just looks lackluster when the other four seasons are all nearly perfect.

Those groans are even funnier than laughter, and I love it so much. And those last two minutes were really poignant.

Oh hai, Tron Guy!!!

Tess is really good, and The Pianist works. The Ghost Writer is definitely his strongest latter-day work.

Julia Hatfield has the same photographer as Tommy Wiseau.

I don't know. Roman Polanski made Chinatown.

Cool! Now I have a new way to pronounce "innovative."

I mean, in terms of "cool," it's sort of like comparing a mild sunburn to bubbling magma, but sure.

This is the most generous reading on a very not-good film. In a sea of inept films, this may be among the least offensive, but it still leaves a lot to be desired.

Well I'm… Hook…ed.

I think we've all moved on, but that's really… sweet of her, I guess? I don't know. Too busy loving Bonnie & Clyde, and Network, and Chinatown, while not being as crazy about Mommie Dearest.

This was really fun. Even if it's just a gimmick, I liked this a lot. Murdoch's the Gallagher brother we never knew we needed.