But he’s an aduuuult. Adults having fun are creeps. Duh.

Only people under 30 can enjoy anything without it being weird.

That’s a lot of snark directed at a man harmlessly fucking about on twitter.

“I just thoroughly do not understand the point.”

I’d bet you might come away with some understanding of the point once you actually see the movie.

That’s kind of the way it usually works... 

I ain’t see an AV Club take this Hot (aka wrong) since they tried to convince everybody the shitty CBS Sherlock with Lucy Liu was better than the British one.

You know, if you remove the paint from the Mona Lisa, it’s basically just an empty canvas.

Kelly Whacked By Vacuum Tube, Confirming Suspicions That He Was Never Quite In A Solid State

Yeah. I mean, Friday the 13th, it ain’t. Even the slasher-esque stuff in the beginning is kind of weird - the repeated stabbings are perhaps as symbolic as the stabbings of young women in any slasher, but once it gets to elaborately-staged hanging, death by stained glass, and a close-up of an exposed, beating heart,…

I didn’t think it was possible to string together a series of words that would make me want to see a movie less, but then it gets to the part where it preemptively shames the parts of the audience that might dare to have different tastes and I realized anew that I should never doubt Katie Rife when it comes to upping…

In fact, take away the delirious beauty of the color-coded lighting and surging prog-rock score, and you’ve got a simple slasher movie, a film whose “witches at a ballet school” mythology is a mere delivery device for the real attraction: the violent, symbolic violation of young female bodies.

“In fact, take away the delirious beauty of the color-coded lighting and surging prog-rock score”

Yes, take away the most artistic aspects of an art film and you end up with not an art film.

Hell, take away the structure and formatting of the script and you’ve got one long block of text.

According to Box Office Mojo, it’s also the highest opening weekend of a non-numerated sequel film in an even-numbered year with a post-equinox debut during a waning gibbous pre-daylight savings finalization weekend. Not that they're keeping track though.

Interesting. The “Philly Special” I grew up with was blacking out, starting a fight, and losing a shoe but things could have changed 

They’re outspending the Colorado Rising people by unbelievable margins, it seems like. It’s something like $19 million spent on No and $700,000 on Yes. It’s just striking to me how afraid they are to even say what their position is. For good reason!

Can confirm. The signs are fucking everywhere. The contrarian in me wanted to vote yes just because of this clearly, well-monied push against the measure before I even knew what it was for. Just mailed my ballot today with “yes” on 112 proudly checked. That fucking “jobs matter” sign is the bane of my existence in my…

As a Denver resident, these ads are EVERYWHERE. Running constantly during every live sporting event. There’s like 3-4 iterations of them. They’re so obviously bullshit that the second I watched the first one with it’s scary “BAD FOR THE ECONOMY” and dubious “ACTUALLY THIS IS GOOD FOR THE ENVIRONMENT PLEASE DON’T LOOK…

“Almost certainly the most accomplished, acclaimed director to ever tackle a late entry in a long-running slasher series”

By now, October 31 should be a day of martial law in Haddonfield. How many horny teenagers have to die before the sleepy, fictional Midwestern town bans trick-or-treating, outlaws William Shatner masks, and puts a small army on every leaf-covered street corner?

The 1963 film version is pretty damn good and pretty true to the book, even if it does leave some things out.

I like the idea that the red room was every room and no room but sort of a dimensional portal of both time and space within Hill House. I wish the show had explored that more.

Bowler hat guy is the tall guy is the guy who bricked himself into the basement. During Theo’s Red Room “presentation”, the house version of her girlfriend tells her the story of the man who bricked himself in and in the end she talk about how he felt so small, so when he “woke up”, he was very, very tall.