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I’d be glad to! Just need them to spot me the money to fund it first. 

Outside of the unnecessary callback jokes, the trailer sold me. I’ll see this no matter what, been waiting on the damn thing long enough, but it seems like they might have nailed it.

The Chicago Bears Shufflin’ Crew Presents: The Super Bowl Shuffle: A Knives Out Mystery

“John Goodman as The Rock of Gibraltar” comes to mind for me far, far more often than I can explain.

That’s the plan, Mikey. 

Okay, yesterday it was a movie review that refused to review the movie that it was a review for. Now it’s an article bemoaning articles like itself. The AV Club skinsuit y’all have been shambling around in has begun rotting, and it’s really stinking the place up. 

I like alliteration too, but damn, man. 

Miller Mulls Making More Mad Max? Maybe!

I absolutely love that skyscraper shadow bit. My interest is properly piqued.

Eh, I think the “funniest possible way” would have been if they found the song by slipping on a comically large banana peel and sliding down a hallway into a room where they witness a mob hit and have to go into witness protection as a nun in a convent and they learn the song from Whoopi Goldberg before being hit in

I can’t get past Billy Corgan being 57... ooh-ooh, the years burn. He used to be a little boy, so old in his shoes. 

They, like us all, are just mad that The Tick never got a fair chance. 

The “Let’s fucking go” tagline just makes me picture Deadpool with Gen Z broccoli hair and I hate it so very, very much, but other than that, I’m looking forward to it.

That’d be the secret track, The Space Cowboys Shuffle (ft. The Chicago Bears Shufflin’ Crew).

With lyrics like “This film starred Clint Eastwood and grossed $128.8 mil in total/it won’t satisfy your sweet tooth but an ice cream float’ll”, it seems pretty clear where its influences lie.

Of all the 90s sitcoms that don’t need revivals, Home Improvement is right next to The 5 Mrs. Buchanans in last place.  

Oh shit, comments are back! Better make good use of this gift... umm... sweet Laurel Canyon sound? Of cock? Yeah, I got nothin’.

*Spike Lee angrily tweets about The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen*

You have a point there, can’t argue that. 

Nah, worst would have been the usual Eilish-esque vocal fry singing over a music box version of the song. At least this version appears to be diegetic to the funeral.