Another useful word is “gatekeeper,” which amongst its many meanings include “something snobby assholes think they should be.”
Another useful word is “gatekeeper,” which amongst its many meanings include “something snobby assholes think they should be.”
It takes a special kind of perversity to visit and comment regularly on a website just to talk about how shitty that website is.
I feel like there should be a name like “the fallacy of democracy” for this thing right here, where if 80% of people are A and 20% are B, you seem to think the B people should never get anything they want.
“Uptown Girl” and “The Longest Time” were my first introductions to doo-wop, a genre of music I loved as a kid and am still very fond of today. Kid me was very confused and disappointed that every other Billy Joel song I sought out wasn’t doo-wop at all.
In hindsight, Jesse’s role in the entire series was as a signifier of Walt’s moral decline. Every step Walt took towards evil, Jesse suffered for it first and foremost. Now that Walt’s out of the picture, it seems likely to me that an epilogue for Jesse should have him finally finding some peace.
Jane not only had more screentime, she had a real character arc. Andrea... was never really a character in her own right, frankly.
I think “fridged” is entirely fair. It’s the second time a girlfriend of Jesse’s died, and it served little purpose other than to give Jesse some screentime in between getting caught by the Neo-Nazis and being rescued by Walt months later. We never even found out what happened to her son Brock.
Does the museum cafe sell beer?
Darabont’s Indy 4 script retained everything in the movie - the fridge, the aliens, the Mutt - while also being a 1940s screwball love-hate romantic comedy between Indy and Marion. Which, yes, would’ve been better than the movie we got.
And of course, here comes a bunch of men telling this woman all the very reasonable reasons why she shouldn’t have what she’s asking for.
I have been to a WeWork networking event that had an all-night open bar. Which is crazily lavish for a networking event, where discounted booze is the norm.
James Herbert is a veteran British writer of particularly nasty horror novels, so no, this ain’t gonna be no Little Boy.
You wouldn’t block him if you could? I would. It’s what trolls like him deserve, slowly dying of attention starvation.
It’s weird, but I’m not seeing Fuck Bootlickers’ comments anymore. I was actually going to star his uncharacteristically positive comment on the Sandy Hook PSA thread when it suddenly disappeared from the thread. (And then I pop into his comment history and see he’s still being a thirsty wannabe pop culture site editor…
You can dismiss Squamate’s replies, you know. Do it often enough and he might even get banished to the greys.
Hey Shane. I know you created a burner account to comment on that other A.V. Club story on you. I want you to know that I’m Chinese, and I think the things you said about my people and my culture are really, really shitty.
Because he really, really, really wishes he had Barsanti’s job writing for The A.V. Club.
Y’know, this thing you’re doing, where you piss all over something people like and then you’re all like “hey, I’m perfectly fine if you like it”? It’s pretty shitty.
I was entertainingly distracted by the fact that we never saw Thor’s time suit ‘nano’ on, because there’s no way to show his huge amount of hair and beard fold up neatly into that helmet.