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Any self-reflective social commentary in the film about its heroes being a bunch of white cops acting all badass while mowing down dehumanized hordes? Because otherwise that seems like a bad choice in 2019 America.

Both photos are pretty bad. Did the staffer who found them intentionally search for the least flattering pictures of PFT and Busy Philipps?

Thanks in part to last year’s <i>Paperbacks from Hell</i> by Grady Hendrix (itself based largely on his Tor.com review entries), this year I became aware of Ken Greenhall's brilliant, inexcusably undervalued novels. I'd seen and admired the dark (<i>daaark</i>) French comedy <i>Baxter</i> (1989), unaware that it was

Don’t look anything like Geraldo Rivera.

I loved this, and would not ordinarily encourage heckling, but I wish someone would’ve yelled, “Erik is the Phantom’s name!” That guy is Ledoux, PFT!

I <i>just</i> finished listening to the most recent <i>WTF</i> episode, where Sue Costello talked about the MeToo movement and spoke glowingly of Moonves, who gave Costello her first network deal. She made him sound like he was an exception to the usual sleazy showbiz execs.

Seems there is no reason not to be utterly

The article saying Lane called the cops on Brolin, who was arrested for hitting her, and that a spokesperson later dismissed it with “There was a misunderstanding at their home”?

Even if Lane didn’t want to press charges and was “embarrassed the matter went this far” — in the words of the spokesperson — neither she nor

I’ll listen to “Trigger Cut,” skip to “Here” for its dose of bittersweet nostalgia, and that’s pretty much my S&E listening experience.

I became aware of Erika Lust via Instagram, where I follow lots of advocates of LGBTQ rights, sex-worker rights, feminism, sex and body positivity, etc. My awareness didn’t extend beyond whatever algorithm suggested her social-media presence, but after a few months I finally checked out some of her work (several films

I’ve watched all ten episodes as well, and I have to say, the CGI Tuunbaq, with its seemingly reused galloping-toward-the-camera animation, was an unwelcome distraction, even when CGI fog rolls in from out of nowhere as a scrim for the dodgy VFX. It might have been preferable, instead, to keep the monster barely

Mr. AMC, if you’re reading this, please cast Stephen McHattie as Charlie Manx. Thanx!

I’m in Michigan, where my favorite brewer is probably Founders, who sell some of their beers in both bottles or cans. I’ve always gotten bottles, but after having to settle for six-pack cans when bottles weren’t available, and then being surprised by how much better the beer seemed to taste, I’m 100% pro-can. The beer

Yep, this seems like a positive thing all around.

I think this just underscores how we on the left hinder the progress we extol by not wanting diversity to appear too intentional, as though it just can happen on its own — the “just happens to be” trap. (“Half the personnel just happen to be women.”)

The problem is, of

He’s my favorite comedian — in part because he’s such a thoughtful, decent-seeming person, in addition to being hilarious — but I hate Twitter and hate PFT’s preference for it, especially considering he’s so disdainful of other social media (he seems to despise Facebook, which I understand, just not alongside

Bill Maher.

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I’d love to see Spectacle return at some point. I re-watch the late Jesse Winchester’s awe-inspiring performance on that show fairly regularly.

Good thing David Letterman’s retired — oh, wait, he’s got that Charlie Rose-esque long-form interview show coming to Netflix. I wonder if Letterman would be fired from his CBS show had he not yet ended it and the revelations of his workplace affair(s?) were just coming to light.

It’s a story about two immature people — but in one case, that immaturity is appropriate because it’s a 20-year-old, and in the other it’s pathetic because it’s someone who’s matured in years but not in terms of self-awareness or social skills. What the story nailed is that it’s the 20-year-old who will wise up —

Damn it, you beat me to the Leonard Pierce joke.

Did the author of this piece read the whole Sunday Times interview? Because it seems like any information quoted or paraphrased here is from the measly few sentences that fade out in the Times preview.