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Can somebody familiar with the movie business explain to me why it was decided to release Upgrade, Hotel Artemis, and Hereditary all at the same time at the beginning of the summer movie season, so they have to compete not just with each other but with all the Big Gulp cup movies as well? There’s been a total drought

I still don’t know what the hell CinemaScore is.

In what way is mental illness not analogous to physical illness? Your brain is an organ, like any other. The medical profession, scientific researchers, and the law all view mental illness as an illness—the “mental” part doesn’t mean “imaginary,” the way you seem to think. It simply a descriptor of where the illness

Oh you’re still going, huh?
Your fixation on when it is and is not acceptable to have a fatal illness is baffling, and horrible. “You’re allowed to be sick if you don’t have children, or if you do have children but they’re over 18, but anywhere in between, don’t even think about it.” It’s stupid and arbitrary and if it

Boondock Saints is a stupid, stupid movie. Willem Dafoe was fun in it though

I was doing OK with this until I read that Eric Ripert was the one who found him. That hurts a lot; you could see they had a really genuine affection for each other, and I feel so terrible for Eric.

People with children are not allowed to have crippling depression. Got it. Thanks for that. I’ll keep it in mind.

Seriously. Goddammit.

Seeing how the rise in suicide preceded the Trump Presidency by about 20 years, it is safe to say that the increase is not from that. Please don’t trivialize this horrible affliction.

I just hopped on Amazon and put in an order for Kitchen Confidential. It’s on back-order already.

Yeah, this just hit me really hard. I’ve always really admired Anthony Bourdain. His writing was so witty and honest and he’s always been so open and real about his struggles with heroin and alcohol. I guess I just kinda related to him. He really seemed like he had built the best life; traversing the globe in search

Celebrity deaths usually don’t affect me, but this one hit me really hard. Fuck this shit. Fuck Mental Illness.

He was an angry, angry guy, but I didn’t think he was THAT angry!

He was like that bad boy uncle, the black sheep that would turn up at family gatherings on his motorbike and would sneak you your first taste of beer.

I’m absolutely floored by this news. As tragic as it is to say, I’m almost hoping that it turns out accidental, because it’s hard to wrap my head around someone with such verve for life, purposely taking their own. Depression can be insidious and sometimes hidden. I’ve been there myself.

Man, it’s like a huge part of my youth just fucking blinked out.

If you’re reading this then you probably know already, but just in case, everybody who hasn’t read Kitchen Confidential or A Cook’s Tour should get on it. The man was a gifted writer and not only able to communicate the flavours of the meals he ate, but also the sense of place and the vibe of those meals in a way that

This is terrible news to wake up to. Anthony Bourdain’s shows changed my life in more ways than one. My partner and I were both huge fans, and I can’t imagine how different our lives would have been if not for Bourdain. His wit and crotchety brand of humanism were delightful, and will be missed.

He showed that adventure is still possible in so many ways.