The Babadook was an amazing experience in the theater. Even the couple two rows in front of me who brought TWO INDIVIDUAL CRINKLY PLASTIC BAGS of Okie-Dokie cheddar popcorn with them didn't ruin it.

Hm, this time they could do… "Let It Snow"!
*Nods head*
*Packs up, leaves work*
*Sits in traffic*
OH, GODDAMN IT

Jenny Slate midriff… (subtly nods in approval)

But U Talkin' U2 To Me? got me so hyped for this!

It's a weird part of growing up when you realize you'd much rather hang out with Bob Odenkirk than David Cross.

That original ending for Being John Malkovich is basically Charlie Kaufman's version of a troubled high schooler's "I don't have an ending, so I'll just have a bunch of the CRAZIEST random shit happen and freak out the teacher" instinct.

Welcome!

SHUT UP HONEY I HAVE TO LIVE WITH THIS NOW YOU HAVE TO SUPPORT ME

Don't say something you'll regret!

It was actually an ad for the Cinco Boy™.

It is farting.
Farting like a Turk!

HAIL GLASS

How is it possible for Paul Thomas Anderson to be such a likable, down-to-earth guy not just by filmmaker standards, but by human standards? Excellent interview.

It almost seems nitpicky, but the casual "Oh," that David Hyde Pierce starts that with is what kills me.

I'm so old that fucking Jesus Christ was my camp counselor!

And I don't care that sometimes you're late for shule!

I can't find The Words for how excited I am.

Take it from me, I love you!

It's always fun to go back to camp, even for a limited series!

Please don't make that the name of this episode!