Love Maaya Sakamoto. Her duet with Steve Conte in "The Garden of Everything" is wonderful.

Isn’t a put-uh what Arnie’s calling the thing in his hands here?

It’s a shame Swayze has passed because someone should be green lighting a To Wong Fu sequel asap just to have it come out around the same time

I can’t believe they didn’t mention that they got fourth star of the film, too:

Faramir? Faramir? A fuck coma patient in a fucking sword-and-sandals flick?

Isn’t puth what comes of out Mike Tyson’s zits when he squeezes them?

Hopefully this one will have less of a message that deadnaming is perfectly fine and anyone who gets offended by it is just an uptight prick who deserves to be taken down a peg.

Who the fuck is Charlie Puth? Maybe put some context in or at least a link to wikipedia?

Don’t worry, Franky, we’ve always got...

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I hadn’t exactly been following Domnhall Gleeson’s career since Ex Machina, so I was shocked at how different he looks now. Didn’t recognize him at all.

My Millennial acquaintance, it would be fair to say, is obsessed with her. She has two children but was divorced recently, so maybe it’s the heartache angle. I don’t discuss Swift with her because I have enough drama in my life. Alanis Morissette is more my speed.

Dua Lipa, Olivia Rodrigo, and Janelle Monae. I don’t comprehend Taylor Swift (I also find Beyonce hit and miss, but that’s just me), but I also don’t really comprehend people who are totally stuck on rock music in 2024. Lucy Dacus is the fucking bomb though.

I’ve decided I'm too old for Taylor Swift and she just doesn't speak to me and my experience of the world as a late 30s millennial filled with climate anxiety and vague sadness. And these weird gimmicks for the fans and against the critics don't exactly draw me in (which is fine I guess?). What are my fellow non…

Music is a deeply emotional, personal thing for many if not most.

In any movie, Tom Cruise is Tom Cruise.

Literally all art is subjective though? 

Say what you will about Snyder and that adaptation in particular, but Haley really was superb casting for that role.

Pretension? In the arts, of all industries? Pshaw!

I Married An Axe-Murderer humiliated itself with its own brevity.