I’m slightly consoled that Awkwafina is young and has a million more chances to make successful comedies and breathtaking dramatic turns. She’ll get her nomination (and award) one day.

Side note, I’d actually love to see Cho and Rae shooting the shit outside the awkward confines of the Oscars announcement. Someone pair them up for a Variety “Actors on Actors” segment or something. I feel like they’d have a lot of real substance to talk about in their experiences creating their own niches in…

Her role in Jo Jo Rabbit was total paint by numbers. And her accent was dodgy. The kid who played Yorkie deserved a supporting acting nom more than she did.

You’ve missed out all these years by sleeping on Rosie Perez. Here’s a wonderful recent interview with her on Bullseye. Hearing her will make you want a Rosie hug. https://www.npr.org/2019/11/18/780650964/rosie-perez

Same. His rant about “the Family fucking Circus, just waiting to suck” was one of my favourite ‘90s movie moments. So was his stunned reaction and getaway at the end when Ronna was hit by the car.

He also has a skincare empire. That’s the entirety of how I know the name. I’d quite forgotten he was an existing person.

Same. Luckily, I was a teenager when low-rise was widely available. And that was also before skinny jeans took over. How I’d love to get back to that era.

Fellow long torsoed person here. I await the return of decent low-rise jeans as well for the reason you stated, but also because—as someone with a relatively smaller proportioned waist—high-rise cuts always mean if I choose something that fits at the hips and seat, I’ll be walking around with this loose tube of cotton…

Imagine how many rewrites they’d need to do.

Joy Behar said it well on The View: people aren’t celebrating Lizzo’s body per se; they are celebrating that Lizzo loves her body (ergo, loves herself). 

Donna was the funniest part of the show, hands down.

Agreed. I came to the comments to protest the omission of burpees. Even their name is stupid. It makes me think of seed packets and gas.

Oh my gosh, get out of my thoughts, Kat! I came here to ask how much filler BAG had injected over the years.

It’s gotta be hard to have that national memory of being a global superpower.

The whirlwind marriage, divorce, engagement, and pregnancy is fully for those involved to navigate, but I must admit I am a bit saddened that one of my indie favourites, Phil Elverum, seems to have been caught up in this. I love The Microphones and Mount Eerie.

I feel the same way about disambiguation when referring to Jon Favreau.

I recall reading somewhere at the time that the relatively simple surname Wales was chosen for their RAF styling in order to help them appear to be a normal member of their squad (so far as possible).

I only watched the first two series of Suits (and will freely admit her character and Mike were the least interesting), but the senior partners were intriguing and worthwhile. Gina Torres alone was so appealing she merited her own spinoff series. And Louis Litt was an oddly sympathetic antagonist.

I like Ann, too. Every time I pick up a loaf of crown challah for Friday night dinner, I am reminded of her.

Piers Morgan is a miserable twit. He deserves the Dan Savage treatment, for his name to become synonymous with some grotesque act, a’ la “Santorum”.