It's sitting there on Netflix. It's been there for a long time. I finally was bored enough to click on it.

Friendly fire! Friendly fire!

Now I'm picturing that pile of mail on the foyer floor you come home to after a 2 week vacation. Only it's a pile of ravens.

Yeah, the writing this season has been shit. It's like The Strain-level bullshit, up to and including a snot-nosed little shit setting off a nuclear war.

Remember a few years back when Sony was hacked, and all those Sony executive emails were put on public display? They fired the head of the studio shortly after.

And a publicist. Also, she needs to start thinking about her "brand".

Is there implied scissoring?

What if I'm a turkey?

So, this is basically Foodfight!, except nobody stole all the animation hard drives necessitating the movie being remade over a weekend with 2 dudes sharing a license for Alias and a couple dozen cases of Red Bull and a mountain of coke to keep them awake?

Nine Inch Nails appeared on Twin Peaks a few weeks ago, and I was like DAAAAMMMMNNNNN

Back in your day, this would have starred Theda Bar-
[turns into pillar of salt]

Ditto for Jerry Falwell.

It can be….

Eh. Nothing to report, really. Mostly closet cases with daddy issues.

I've met a few of those in my day…

Cavill's mustache is fairly decent, but it's no Aaron-Eckhart-in-Sully pinnacle of the form. That luxurious beast got its own 3 picture deal with Warner Bros.

8/10 for effort.

I liked season 2 as well, mainly because of Michelle Forbes as the Big Bad, who was having a hell of a lot of fun. I didn't really get bored with the show until season 4. And then season 5 committed the unforgivable sin of wasting Christopher Meloni, and I was out (or at least hate-watching after that point).

Go on…

Mmmmm, little, individually wrapped pies!