“You are going to have to turn this opportunity YES” is something my husband and I say to each other all. the. time. when we need to persuade one another of something.

That’s right.  Poor Chandra Levy.

Also Lizzie Grubman, the NYC publicist who ran her car into someone in the Hamptons, and sharks. I kid you not, a lady got killed by a shark recently and I was like oh no, it’s a harbinger of disaster. But there’s been so much disaster lately that maybe the sharks have gotten behind the curve.

That’s a beautiful thought.

Maybe that was necessary, given their potency.

Ditto zebras.

Right, another good example.

“a genetically enhanced 19-year-old who as a child had escaped the secret government facility where she and others were being engineered and raised as super-soldier assassins” — strangely enough this seems to be the go-to premise for the cartoon reboots my kids are watching (I’m thinking of She-Ra and Carmen Sandiego,…

Thanks for the response, I get that intellectually, that she’d inevitably be jaded by the life she was leading—I almost just didn’t buy her as a teenager at the time. But I think I’d probably more easily see the underlying vulnerability now, being so much older than the character at this point.

I’m relieved to hear about the cutoff date because present-day Prince Philip looks ... like no other human alive (emphasis on alive), and I doubt that even a skilled actor working with a skilled makeup artist could quite attain the look.

That seems right.

Watching it when I first came out, I remember feeling strongly that Kate Hudson, though age-appropriate for the role, was way too confident and jaded as Penny Lane. Might be worth a rewatch; I’m curious if I’d have the same reaction now twenty years on.

When I saw the headlines I assumed this was a clever marketing campaign. If it is, I give it higher marks (prospectively) than if it’s just supposed to be independently funny.

Malcolm-Jamal Warner

Didn’t know Clark Gregg wrote it! Good for him. I was OK with the ghost part when I saw it—now all these years later I’m trying to remember if there was other supernatural stuff. Didn’t the dead girl haunt Michelle Pfeiffer somewhat? Unaccountable drips/shadows/etc.? Or was it all just foreshadowing?

That’s why I miss seeing movies in the theater—random reactions are part of the experience and shape how you see the movie and what you remember about it (seeing Creed in Philly was pretty great). I really really hope we can have movie theaters again.

I had one like that while he was wearing a baby. I would guess that celebrities, especially those marginal enough that it takes a second to remember who they are, probably have this experience multiple times a day—someone looking at them absently then suddenly intently. Of all the celebrities I have passed on the…

Nicely put!

I’m not talking about audiences, I’m talking about the people who made it.  

It’s the ultimate self-pitying Boomer pic. In the Hollywood of that era, nothing was as moving to those in power as the sight of a 40-year-old wealthy white man rediscovering his inner child. Barf.