As much as it would suck seeing that hack bigot wander onstage for the curtain call, imagine the extra sting of seeing your colleagues and coworkers eagerly embracing him.

Sure. I slipped from the specific to the general somewhere in there. I’m just so tired of all the crying and wailing about “WHO ASKED FOR THIS?!” from so-called fan culture.

Someone asked for this: MGM studios, their board of directors, and the producer of the film. Your only voice in the process is to buy a ticket or not. 

The opposite of that, actually. I guess “wokescold” has a meaning other than “A person who is woke and scolds others who are not” that I’m unaware of. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

I was being flip, attempting to coopt the language of reactionary dipshits for comedic effect. It clearly went great. 

It’s possible that Barbie got “Forest Gumped” for me, which is to say I consumed so much hype about how great it was that there was no way the movie could live up to expectations when I finally manage to see it, but as a genuine fan of nearly everyone involved, it just didn’t click with me.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Running the risk of being pilloried by my own people (ie, the woke scolds and cancel culture spoilsports of the Internet at large): Barbie wasn’t actually all that great, and it doesn’t really deserve most of the acclaim that it’s received. It was relatively progressive for a children’s movie/toy commercial/nostalgia…

since it’s based off a game series that has literally no story of its own

Truly shocking that an animated film would cast as many as THREE mid-tier comic actors to do voice acting in their movie. WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!

Man, I know this feeling so well, but for me, I was always trying to text friend B to talk shit about friend A, but often managed to send it to friend A instead (for the record, he sucked and needed to hear it, but still, goddamn.)

the fact remains that Netflix is a for-profit company that is doing this because they think it will make them money

I will never miss an excuse to post my favorite video on the internet, Concept Unification, wherein the Showbiz Pizza Rock-A-Fire Explosion band are nonchalantly stripped to their mechanical bones, only to be rebuilt and reborn as Munch’s Make Believe Band.

No wheezing the juice!

I said “most.” ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Somehow, despite scores of Universal Monster movies, dozens of James Bond films, dozens of Conan Doyle and Agatha Christy adaptations (including not fewer than four multi-film “franchises” starring the same lead actors,) four movies each for Super Man and Batman, five Fathers of the Bride, nine Ultramen, five Planets…

Hell, I’d settle for Killing of a Chinese Bookie.

Gallo is a piece of shit. I really liked some of his music back in the early aughts, but it’s kinda hard to listen to without thinking about his reactionary politics and his generally creepy demeanor. 

What has happened to this website? Jesus. 

I’m precisely the right age to have been essentially raised by the original trilogy, but to still have lived more than half of my life without the prospect of ANY new Star Wars movies. I’m grateful for any new stories, even the just-okay ones, because I’m one of those “something is better than nothing” guys.