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My wardrobe is 90% green and/or brown and I am left-handed. I would happily buy these in a perfect world where shoes made in developing countries by ten year olds weren’t viewed as an appreciating investment.

It can be satisfying to see Jennifer call Dad out on his bullshit—at one point, he fakes a phone call with an auto dealership, pretending to request the return of his deposit on a car he’d allegedly bought her, only to turn around and see that she’s unplugged the cord.

When asked for her take on the allegations, Bialik asked what they were wearing and advised both to stop trying to find their self-esteem on the casting couch.

For those unfamiliar: Two of these three are playing siblings, but not the ones you think (which actually raises even more questions).

That’s irrelevant. This is Star Trek; its fans’ obsessive need to hive off into separate groups and shit on each other dates back to before Star Wars even existed. If Tarantino’s Star Trek were a thing, 7/10 Trekk(er/ies) would hate it; 1 would say it was the only good Trek besides the cartoon; 1 would pretend it

I can totally see that. My impression was that the poverty was largely treated matter-of-factly and not for laughs (I think there were one or two jokes that seemed to be specifically about them being poor, which I found kind of uncomfortable). It seems a lot like Atlanta to me in that it deals with serious issues,

Did you not laugh because you didn’t find it funny (which, fair enough) or because you felt it was inappropriate to laugh?

Assuming their bank compounds interest monthly (based on the daily average balance), with an average checking account interest rate of 0.01% and $50k in the bank the other 26 days, their daily average would work out to ~6.9bn and their interest earned would be ~$690k. 

I once photoshopped a Chinese propaganda poster, putting my head onto Mao’s body. Until the day I left, no one ever remarked on it or questioned it. The morning of my last day, an elderly woman who worked across from me told me she wasn’t going to attend my going away party, “because it’s very self centered to put

A lot of fun! I was shocked that it wasn’t promoted more heavily considering the quality of the production and the performances, I ended up finding it almost by accident (and was instantly sold by the premise). 

I loved The Head so much that after I binged it in a day, I made my partner binge it with me the next day. It isn’t good, but it’s so perfect at being what it sets out to be. 

I may be on an island here, but I love Jesse and I hate how he never gets included on the“people who are too good to still be here” list. 

I’m going to go out on a limb and say that someone who was crowned “most fuckable of her barely legal peers” by a bunch of old men was probably not thinking hard about any of the implications involved. 

Which is why I said people are only going to be happy if we go back to 70 years ago when film criticism was more or less a glorified advertisement?

I didn’t say I did hate it?

We should probably just dump film criticism altogether at this point. It had a good run, but people are clearly too fucking stupid and would clearly prefer it if we went back to the pre-Cahiers days where nearly every review was just a studio handjob.

I honestly thought I was commenting on the Satan article, but I think it works just as well here.

I was too distracted by her alcohol collection, which was at first confusing, but then made sense. If you think of Martha Stewart, you’d imagine clear liquor, but if you know of Martha Stewart, you know she has to be all about brown liquor.

It says a lot when Satan’s own church has to call out Satan’s own asshole for bad behavior.

Did these exist? Sadly, yes. https://www.gq.com/story/life-of-urban-looney-tunes