Funny, they had a DVD of The Thing on their TV Cabinet, clearly visible.

it kind of rules how they accidentally future-proofed the franchise so well. it’s always been about phones, being reverential to itself and ‘the killer’ isn’t supernatural. 

Hell, I think you show people a photo of Richard Madden, they’d think he was Bucky from the Cap movies.

I love how they quietly change the articles after we all saw it as the ninth. 

Look, you can’t expect the A.V. Club writers they plucked out of a Starbucks on Lankershim to understand Roman numerals, or Latin numerals, or basic grammar, or...

How much does Netflix cost, like 10 dollars?

the funniest outcome possible for this is netflix trying to generate more money by releasing movies theatrically and that being their new revenue stream.

...it’s literally in the article you clearly didn’t read and just rushed to comment on.

Sorry to see you go Dowd.

I give G/O Media the gentleman’s F.

Ain’t no hot tub! Where the hot tub at?!

Nick Denton was a real piece of shit and as someone who was a fan of Old Gawker Media, I never liked the way people looked back on that era purely with rose colored glasses. There was a lot of garbage in with the good.

I was going to say that that was a little harsh, but then I looked at his filmography and realized that, in addition to doing Dark Phoenix, he co-wrote X3, which means that he managed to screw up one of the best and most important X-Men story adaptations twice.

Succession sorta threw down the gauntlet when it had Roman pull that baseball-check stunt and then expected the audience to carry on watching him as though we didn’t want to cave his skull in with a brick.

Roman coming back from a bathroom flirtation with a neo-Nazi convinced he had found the next President of the United States, and possibly being in a position to make it happen, is arguably the most objectively horrifying thing that has happened on a show full of horrors.

Brilliant AND exhausting? That’s camp.

I’m going to go with brilliant. There are scenes from this movie that pop into my head on a regular basis and just take my breath away. Philip Seymour Hoffman asking for help on the phone is up there with some of the best bits of craft I’ve ever seen committed to film. Also, Jason Robards’ death scene. It’s hard to do…

I love Mitski and her sweet Laurel Hell sound.

Nobody, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody
Ooh, nobody, nobody
Nobody, nobody, nobody...

I know I am in the minority, but I kind of liked the cut to black. In this case I think it was fine to lave it up to the audience to decide what happens next.

Oh good. Ambiguity is the worst. Why would any viewer want to engage with the text and draw their own conclusions?