“good” trumps “bad” until “bad” > “good”

Even the oreo taste tests had brief summaries or pull quotes:

And again... no transcript. I mean, not *everyone* has an unthrottled uncensored internet. Some of us have jobs where some things are blocked, like streaming video, for instance.

I’m not even sure whatshisface knows he starred in Avatar.

I feel like I’m the only one who saw the movie. It was fantastic and hilarious. Of COURSE %-of-your-brain is nonsense. The whole damned movie is nonsense! It’s Poe’s Law take on the very sort of pretentious sci-fi twaddle you’re accusing it of being. So, Lucy takes drugs, becomes a god, downloads herself into a magic…

goddammit.

No shit. I’ve lived in San Franciscan ncisco AND Los Angeles and I’ve never seen open foreign speculation and currency shuffling like I see here in Vancouver. It’s made LA market look nearly sane.

Awful people can be right. It’s frustrating as hell when it happens, but it does. Awful people can do a good thing unrelated to their awfulness. Or even BECAUSE of their awfulness. No one should forget whatever good thing they did, and they shouldn’t forget the awful things they did either. They both are facts. They…

The actor playing cyborg is barely in the movie even when he is. He’s mo-capping a cg double that’s deep into the uncanny valley.

Holy crap. Not only are you right, but that was a seriously fantastic interview.

He’s getting off at about 5% of what he actually cost. And even if he had to pay it ALL back, the K street firm that hires him will toss a check at him for it without even bothering to write down the amount.

I have part of a plan.

I often wonder how the occasional name actor gets sucked into these fiascos. I mean, Chuck Norris and Kirk Cameron? Sure. I get that. They seek this stuff out. But Nic Cage? C Thomas Howell? Ok, Cage, I can imagine, knew exactly what he was getting into and had a number on a piece of paper and said “pay me this much,…

So no transcript, huh?

And just to be a THAT guy and reply to myself, Collins’s prof rock years contain some brilliant work, but as I’m no longer In high school, what seemed awesome and wizardly then seems just busy as hell now. It’s like he never ever ever shuts up. Tapittytappitytappitty. We get it. You got chops. Good. Now hush, Peter…

No, he really doesn’t. Phil’s become bitter and angry of late. Owing to physical issues, he can no longer play drums regularly, and he’s only recently claimed to be over a particularly foul period in his personal life. He left the (to me) interesting prog rock and jazz stuff behind years ago, and even his slightly…

This should be a thing.

That’s what they said before Titanic opened. That’s also what they said about Avatar.

But then you’d be an inbred collection of shakes, tics, and incontinence, and the first time you peed in a LV bag you’d be given to the housekeeper for her kids.

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