I call bullshit on anybody having "prison blindness" to Ruby Rose.

With the grain or against the grain, but nobody ever tells you what to do when your facial hair goes in all directions like mine. I call it a tornado beard.

Nothing in those photos instills any confidence in me that this project won't be a giant disaster.

But look at that face! That face couldn't lie.

Could have saved everyone the confusion and changed the headline to "The Hot One from Pussy Riot is writing a column for Vice."

Some people count runaway years, some people don't.

Will it feature the Stay Puft Marshmallow Woman?

…prays Ernie Hudson's agent.

I'm making lasagna….for one.

"Sex Fight" is something that sounds good on paper, but in execution was just awful.

I put all that effort into watching the first season/series/whatever of The Wrong Mans on the free version and the second has been out for half a year and I still can't watch without a paid subscription. Annoying.

Did Match Point show any actual tennis in it?

I'm holding out hope the egg submarine from the opening titles makes an appearance before it's all said and done.

We're 2/3s of the way through the first season of Turn on Netflix right now and I still can't get over how little spying there is in a show about spies.

Had to google Slow TV after this and the results, once again, proved that I don't understand Norway.

I guess that's still better than Yahoo Screen, where you'd be told you could enjoy it for 5 minutes but a commercial interrupts you mid-sentence after 4 and returns you back just in time to ruin the punchline.

So…a replica of a replica apartment

If you look at his blog, I think this Newswire could be posted about 3 times a week.

Wait - do I get to pick which niece or does some gay French king pick for me?

Paul Gross immediately calls up his agent at the news of a script floating around…any script…please…