Take the nominations in Best Picture back down to 5 as well. This is serving the purpose 10 nominations was supposed to complete.

“Best OK Picture”

Since the whole “let’s expand best picture to 10" started because it snubbed The Dark Knight and Wall-E - two great “popular” films - in favor of crap no one can remember, this is doubly confounding.

Yeah, your one-line snark sure showed her! Especially the part where you somehow don’t even try to come up with any sort of counterargument to Siede’s point that a movie that made $600 million took 10 years to get a sequel over movies that made less. And also that somehow the movie made $600 mill while “only…

Depends on how I go. If it’s peacefully, in bed, then it’s R.E.M.’s “Find the River.” If it’s in a gun battle with cops after a bank heist goes wrong, then it’s “Immigrant Song.”

I think what really helps the film is the fact that Abba are genuine pop geniuses. With a soundtrack as strong as that, the film was always going to be at least passable. 

Next up:

Kinda blows my mind that they’d recycle material instead of, like, using “If It Wasn’t For The Nights,” “As Good As New,” or any of a million other options, given that most ABBA songs are already written like musical numbers.

I don’t know. I think people getting called out as herb ass poseurs by true ABBA hardcores sounds pretty fun. 

The Hong Kong location means the US is very much a *secondary market* for this film. Asian cinema is in love with their shiny futuristic-looking cities and, it seems, a little bit frightened of them too. There’s no equivalent in the US because US cities look neither shiny nor futuristic these days.

John Goodman marries Phylicia Rashad after both of their spouses die in explosions. The Conner and Huxtable families merge Brady Bunch style.

2,000 people is a lot in the polling world. That was a strange comment.

Thinking before tweeting? What sort of Lynchian universe does that happen in?

“Look, once I explain to all you ladies how you’re supposed to feel about my actions, I’m sure you’ll agree that I didn’t do anything wrong.”

I was literally about to type: The noose is tightening Hanks!

This is like Watergate, where the conspiracy goes deeper and deeper until finally Tom Hanks is revealed to be the ultimate ringleader, and a nation’s innocence is shattered .

I’ve thought a lot about the conundrum of the art and the artist, and what we do about art when the artist is a scumbag. Here’s my suggestion: Enjoy your Luc Bessons. But knowing now what you know, go seek out some films by a person of color, a woman, someone who isn’t a white male member of the old hierarchy. For…

Wait, he (allegedly) assaulted someone a few weeks ago? Well into the post-#MeToo world? That’s a special kind of hubris, even for Hollywood.

Actually, Hairspray will also be their last John Waters movie for a good, long while, as it’s Waters’ sole PG film. (Despite the joking suggestions from my co-workers, I’m not about to let two kids who used to eat gravel on the reg watch Pink Flamingos.)

Is it weird that I have considered letting my 9-year-old watch anything from John Waters’ filmography before I would let him watch a single MCU franchise movie?