I’m listening.

“Oh I’m sorry, that bitch got foisted”

This stupid country

But the way Leon answers the phone, it doesn’t sound offensive. That’s just Leon being Leon.

“Larry David’s office, who the fuck is this?”

<hangs head in shame, raises hand>

There aren’t many sounds more comforting to me than the HBO logo followed by the Curb theme.

See, that’s what I thought, too, but he’s got his name patched on that Korean War jacket, as though it were issued to him... I think he’s a character in the vein of bullshitters and tall-tale tellers who is in (a shark’s mouth) over his head. Of course, I was knee-deep in a bottle of mezcal, at the time, so I was only…

I do not know more about it than you, good sir! I just looked it up and yes, it was a part of the Army until 1947. He may have been on the Indianapolis to guard or oversee transfer of the bomb parts, but his jacket is from the Korean War. I honestly only know the mix of uniforms because I noticed it was an Army jacket…

Man, I have my own theory about that: Quint’s a shit fisherman. He is also lying about his military service. He wears an Army jacket with his name stitched on it, he wears an Air Force hat, and says he was a seaman on the Indianapolis.

Like how they never make Die Hard sequels about all the days McClane just does normal cop shit like canvassing neighborhoods for potential witnesses or filling out paperwork and not jumping off of exploding things.

I laughed at the line in the trailer where Deckard is like “I had your job once. I was good at it” because, good god, dude, no you weren’t. You were absolutely terrible at blade running. The only blade you managed to run was that one poor stripper you murdered in cold blood who wasn’t hurting anybody. The rest of the…

I have a tendency to find myself not very interested in Ridley Scott’s opinions on matters of character and storytelling, and wish he’d just stick to making pretty pictures.

He never was to begin with, Ridley went off the rails.

[PLACES HAND OVER MOUTH]

I heard they embalmed him with Viagra. BadaBiNG!

“The perfect is the enemy of the good,” said... someone. Voltaire? Eh, who cares. This post is good enough.

“a world where everybody’s named after the object by which they will eventually be killed”

Gotta question cancelling this guy’s hatchet choice . . . I have to axe the Axe axe axe!