Cool, so I am HYSTERICAL now.

Also, uhhh, what about Evan's real dad?

Yeah, they were not married and Evan is not Carrey's son

I will be forwarding this article on to anyone who says I spoil my cats. Because they live like dumpster diving orphans compared to this.

This is a very interesting point. I think that, if even subconsciously, Joan's time away on maternity leave freaked her out so badly that she's unable to set anyone else up who could even potentially usurp her for success, even in small ways. She's indispensable, but she might feel the need to let that be shown, not…

Yup, "trashy" just about covers it.

I don't think it's Gosling who sounds like the dick here.

Weirdly, I also feel nothing.

It was so arbitrary!

The only dress code rule I remember was from middle school - everything had to be at least fingertip length (hands to your sides, had to at least reach tips of your fingers). I went to a Catholic high school and there was no such rule.

Of note - director Tom Hooper said before production that he wanted all of his actors to sing live while filming, so the old "fix it in post!" might not work out so well here after the reveal that his intention was to, well, not do that.

Can we talk about his pants? More specifically, the man spent his entire life savings and is now begging for cash from strangers, yet he went on national TV dressed like a douche in pants so hideous that they could only be expensive.

I mean, he even met Hugh Grant! I wish he'd just been somewhere safe being properly fed and exercised.

Maybe they shouldn't have been busy flying him around the country to show everyone how goddamn fat he was and instead kept him in a safe, healthy, loving environment.

The Daniel Craig/Bond/Olympics thing is an April Fool's joke.