You spelled “short” wrong.

Most of which I’m sure you’ve never seen. And if you have, hatewatching somebody’s work speaks more about you, frankly.

Like OMG you guys stop sending me stuff even though my entire “career” is fueled by social-media whoring and my marriage to someone much more famous than me so STAAAAAHP.

Don’t want to live in a world where anything Muuuurl says or does is considered sacrosanct. She’s a fucking person for Chrissakes, not some deity. If her camp is telling the truth, then Karl is being petty. If they’re lying, then she’s being a cheapy Streepy.

This particular voter sounded like a ripe idiot. And sadly I think the bulk of the Academy is not too far off.

It’s a performance that can be easily “missed”, but to me the strength of it is how Affleck lets himself bleed into the fabric of the story instead of standing out from it. I’d imagine it’s not easy to portray a character who won’t even allow himself to wallow in despair but still feels it in every fibre of his body,…

I think she definitely can, just not all the time.

The actor who plays Finn looks so much like a waify British model c. 1967.

Stewart is a good actress if you get her in the right role. McCarthy was great on Gilmore Girls but just screams “hack” to me in most of the dreck she stars in (and produces) these days.

If we had to examine their respective transgressions on a spectrum of shittiness, Parker is a good bit farther towards the bad end. Affleck committed wrong, but it’s a bit thoughtless to lump the two men together.

Ben Affleck is by all accounts a philandering dickpickle.

Christian Bale ruins most things.

The staling brioche bun is his hair and the orange cheese his skin! Brill!

People ripping apart Lost in Translation. Hot takes all around.

Halle Berry is reportedly fucking insane, FWIW. Not that that merits being cheated on.

Dinoire suffered catastrophic injuries to her face in May 2005 after her Labrador attacked her while she was sleeping

That’d be like a hammer trying to catch up to a nail.

I’ve never been married or even cohabitated with a romantic partner, but I always dug the idea of “separate togetherness”, i.e., you and your SO carving out your own respective spaces away from each other while still nurturing the basic bonds of the relationship. I’m the kind of person who can go on a full day without…

What was it wearing?

Neckbeard offendedness is the funniest to read.