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I've long suspected Dax Shepard is actually a dog in a man's body, like "That Darned Cat" in reverse. I'm pretty sure all his films are just an attempt to communicate that. I mean, he's a sweet goofy man who loves genitals and dead things. Even his name sounds like a dog.

I agree that Linda was pretty awful here, especially in the scenes where she is forcing Tina and Dillon to play "pranks," to the point where I wanted to yell at the screen.

I thought Deyonce and Beyonce would fall in love, leaving Forrest heartbroken. He'd eventually get so jealous he'd enthuinise one of them.

I randomly guessed what OA stood for within the first 3 episodes, I cringed when I was actually right.

I think the problem was that the show tended to substitute backstory for character. The high schoolers are defined by their family lives, identity issues, drug issues etc, not their personalities. When the show wasn't focused on the high schooler's personal problems, they all blended together – in particular, all of

Same – about a million things felt off, even in "reality."

One of the most disappointing endings of the show for me. Putting aside complaints that the show treats Bob unfairly, the ending was just so…anticlimactic. We didn't even see the audition, which is what all the characters and waiting and working for. While I never expected Bob to get exactly what he wants, I at least

Read an excerpt from this in the New Yorker, and I found the writing style very compelling - a page turner for sure. The reviewer made the book sound experimental, and while there are elements of fantasy in the plot, the bit I read was structured like a traditional adventure story - a big character arc, events that

As someone who student taught at a small, public, K-8 school, it surprises and pleases me how much Wagstaff feels like a real place. The kind of casual, bored familiarity the students have with one another is spot-on (particularly the way 8th graders just happen to know the names of 5th and 6th graders), as are the

I think it's the first film I've seen in which there is a demon and no one explains what it is, why it's here or where it came from.

Weird nature facts thread, here's one to get us started:

Maybe he realized that he's always had faith in God when it mattered most (when he is moved to pray). It occurs to me that when he prays, he's like a child who insists that someone must make everything OK. It is this childlike belief that morality must win out, that it needs to, which makes Lenny a saint.

In the past, the church would just move a priest several towns over, which I guess kept people from putting the pieces together but did not at all stop the abuse of children.

I loved the message that smiling is important, even if it does not have the power to change you. The pope, at the end, is not truly changed – he is still hung up on his parents' abandonment. But he has begun to learn to accept the small, good things in the world, like happiness.

I want to like The Virgin Suicides more than I do. It feels like there's a sharp satire somewhere in there, but the social commentary in the film never collalesed into anything I felt emotional about, and the disturbing atmosphere of the film didn't really stick with me. It's the kind of thing I'd be interested in

I liked Lost in Translation, but I felt that way about all of Sophia Coppola's other movies. I know a lot of people like The Virgin Suicides, but to me it just felt…empty. I sensed that it was satirizing something about innocence and suburbia, but it wasn't pointed enough to hit me with any kind of force.

It's hard to tell whether Dr Wolf is being set up as a double agent who's hiding something, or just has terrible social skills.

This show is weirdly heartwarming. It felt like a well done sitcom – all the characters are likeably flawed, and manage to subvert their types by the end of the season. It rarely gets too dark or cynical, despite the subject matter.

I'd say Lego Batman, but each to their own

…actually, you'd be surprised how much time and money the people who sponser "competitive tickling" spend trying to convince everyone that it's a "strictly hetrosexual sport" (they actually say this, several times, in the documentary!)