Eh. His stuff is filed under "opinion" so the veering seems like kind of the point, if you ask me, and I'm pretty sure you did.
Eh. His stuff is filed under "opinion" so the veering seems like kind of the point, if you ask me, and I'm pretty sure you did.
I don't know. Olive loaf still sounds pretty Italian to me. Mediterranean at the very least. Now Bologna, that's American meat. Nothing even vaguely Italian about that name. Nothing.
She's the female Adam Sandler. Don't think too much about who the fans might be. They're out there, but they probably won't bother us if we just let them be.
I share a common affliction. I've decided that crankiness is a byproduct of age/intelligence. If it means fewer "opportunities" to spend Friday nights with bunches of other people, all the better.
It's the marked up prices for re-purposed leftovers. I'm sure he doesn't mind the socially acceptable early drinking.
Being 60 also kind of ages a person.
"the less patient I am with someone being a crank/curmudgeon/what have you….I'm not sure why this sort of thing is celebrated so much"
It's the perfect spot for them. Dude gets paid to have fun making stupid movies with his friends, we can all watch passively while folding laundry, and guilt-free when turning it off after 15 minutes because we haven't really paid anything for the privilege, and his Netflix investors at least have the benefit of a…
"Fuck You! I'm Eating" sounds great actually.
I can take or leave the grapes. I do like some diced pickle tossed in though.
You're doing it wrong.
Layers. It was dope.
SpottieOttie would have been the choice if this series had been made by pasty white guys like myself. But you're right, Elevators was definitely the better choice there.
I actually thought the recap in The Atlantic hit on the structure thing pretty well today - put together, things make sense; viewed independently, they're are all over the place:
Because "he can afford to" this time, as she mentioned to her friend a few weeks back?
Loved how mighty white of him it was to offer his unsolicited assistance in identifying the guy. Hilarious.
Kind of with you here. I didn't find the message all that vague either (or at least one message): specifically, identity politics is incredibly limiting on an individual basis. Paperboi getting hostile treatment due to his perceived ignorance, but then ultimately agreeing with the "expert"; "Harrison" pointing out…
Billboard got his comment last week:
"It's one of those things that was massively successful in its time without having to reinvent the wheel or even try to push any boundaries. And sometimes that's all people want from popular culture. But mere competency- which Home Improvement was- doesn't get often net a legacy."
The bleeped profanity tirade struck me as an intentional directorial choice. Much more fun to imagine what he might be saying than to actually hear a kid spitting filth. Makes the shocked reaction come off a little less unbelievable too.