“Why is Gillian Jacobs still in college?” should become the new “What’s the excuse for Jean-Claude Van Damme’s accent this time?”

No one involved in this story has anything to be proud of.

I don’t know what comment you’re replying to. When did I imply that he hadn’t made other good movies?

It’s good. Sometimes very good. That’s as far as I’m willing to go. I thought this long before I knew what a piece of garbage Polanski was.

I think some older movies got right down to business, but you’re mostly right. It’s more a symptom of the expectations of the time than it is a real criticism of the movie, which I do think deserves at least some of its reputation. And the extended setup could be argued to make the punchline funnier.

It is. I like it. I just don’t see what the big deal is. I’ve read and seen dozens of L.A. noir stories and Chinatown doesn’t do anything particularly amazing with the material. It’s a solid entry in its genre. I just don’t see why anyone thinks it’s any kind of masterpiece.

I have actually grown to like Rosemary’s Baby after a couple viewings, but yeah, it takes forever to get going. The end is where you realize that what you thought was a horror movie was really a comedy of manners. This poor lady gives birth to the antichrist because she can’t bring herself to be rude to her pushy new…

As time goes by, I think more and more people are willing to accept the uncomfortable truth: Chinatown is really not that great except for that one scene with the nose.

“Look, anybody who says there’s an environment of misogyny here at NBC is probably just on the rag.”

Montgomery Burns was accused of having a button on his desk that released the hounds, but this turned out to be untrue. In reality, the button activated a red light in the kennels that alerted the dog trainer to release the hounds manually. This is a common feature amongst paranoid, hostile plutocrats and certainly…

This is ridiculous. Dr. Dre has had a thriving practice since at least 1992.

Please enjoy the heartwarming story of fuck off with this bullshit.

God, I hate pop stars. Just sing your song and shut the fuck up. Nobody cares about your stupid performance art project.

Yeah, I tend to overlook their flaws because the good stuff is really good, but man, they really need to find some way to defeat their midseason doldrums. I think you’re probably right about shorter seasons being the way to go. The Defenders was only eight episodes, and that meant it breezed by too fast for it to…

I liked Cottonmouth. He was interesting. The season really went downhill when they SPOILER killed him off just for shock value (the dumbest thing a TV show can do, in my opinion) and replaced him with a one-note cackling supervillain with the world’s dumbest backstory. Just a terrible character who infected everything…

Man, that first season really shit the bed, didn’t it? I started out thinking they’d made it specifically for me and ended barely giving a shit if they made any more episodes.

Real rappers go down.

It’s the same with Bukowski. Everybody I ever met who loved him was not just a raging egotistical douche, but convinced that raging egotistical douchiness was somehow intrinsic to their creative genius. The kind of up-their-own-ass honkeys who romanticize self-destruction and curate their own drinking problem. I’m…

Oh. Wow. I have to say, I can’t relate to that line of thinking at all. I disagree both that there’s any point at all in remaking Hard Boiled (a showcase for HK action wizardry at its peak more than a story worth retelling) and that the thing that would make it better would be to tone it down in any way. That…

That was a quote from the English dub of the movie. I don’t actually know if she has any of those qualities, or any of the qualities The Killer should have. I’ve seen maybe two movies with her in them, and she didn’t make any impression on me at all. But I do know that trying to replicate Chow Yun-Fat is a fool’s…