Ma Kent, sure, but Glenn Ford’s performance is wonderful. His “Oh, no...” still gives me goosebumps.
Ma Kent, sure, but Glenn Ford’s performance is wonderful. His “Oh, no...” still gives me goosebumps.
Ditzy?!
Loiae?
tenacious girl reporter
There are other Lois Lanes?
Me too.
You seem nice.
Is this a reference to that common expression, “I’m going to lighten up my cigarette?”
He’s one of the only people who’s ever died, so we have to be eternally reverent.
I heard about a kid that was raised by Dick Wolves. His pack got poached and he was put into foster care. He’s pretty much reintegrated into society now, but he still jerks it to the full moon.
Hutchison is a terrific artist who deserves great fortune and happiness. I hope this is a misunderstanding of some sort.
As a non-music knowing person, I genuinely thought that was a reference to suicide by hanging for about five seconds. It was a rough five seconds.
Yeah. Vagina and West Vagina.
In his defense, “Ditch ‘Cocaine’ Mitch” is catchier and slightly less crazy than his second choice of attack slogan: “Patrick Morrisey fucked a horsey.”
Leather pants and a face tattoo? Bold life choice.
Finally, the restrained and tasteful R. Kelly movie we’ve been waiting for.
Finally, the restrained and tasteful Manson/Tate movie we’ve been waiting for.
This is like when you finally see what a radio personality looks like, and you’re like, “They don’t look anything like a sprinting cactus.”
How do you write an entire review of a movie starring Brian Dennehy without once mentioning Brian Dennehy, despite choosing a header image that prominently features Brian Dennehy?
It does so, however, at the expense of considerable confusion,