Damn, I miss the goofy Batman from the 1960s. This new movie looks so drably serious. Say what you will about the recent crop of Marvel movies, they seem to strike a good balance between serious and lighthearted. 

As a recovering alcoholic who also likes puns, my heart is torn here.

It’s so heartening to see that most of the comments about this article are critical of the article itself (and in sympathy with the director). That opening sentence is really something: “Todd Phillips has proudly joined the ranks of famous people who would’ve been better off saying nothing...”  

The Jerk was another movie that had some extra scenes added for TV. If I remember correctly, the added footage was of a guy tearfully trying to convince Navin to give him some money so he could re-upholster his airplane seats. Navin fell for it and gave him the money.

Good point.

Charlotte Clymer is one of those twitter celebrities who seems cool at first but quickly reveal themselves to be a tiresome attention whore.  See also: Tom Nichols, Kevin Kruse, any Vox writer. 

Is this another episode of I Love Films?

“As with so much shitty male discourse on the internet, the load-bearing kind of ‘actually’ is key.”

This is some really good shit. 

Hit Man and Hell and Gone both look really good, though I’m having trouble tearing myself away from Screw It, We’re Just Gonna Talk About the Beatles at the moment. Still awaiting that 2nd season of Cocaine and Rhinestones, too, even though Tyler Coe’s Twitter persona has begun to get a little annoying for me. 

When I was in college, my friend and I joked about starting a band called Lionel Fucking Richie. 

I bought a CD copy of Golden Hour at a Cracker Barrel, of all places. Total impulse buy. It’s a sublime record, maybe my favorite from the past 2 years or so.

Kacey rules.

The jokes are funny in and of themselves, but they also provide a thrill akin to schadenfreude—the knowledge that some of you dumb shits will be offended by them is half the fun. 

I’ve had the same thought, regarding bouncers in theaters. At the very least, have a theater employee—someone with a little bit of authority—who can walk over and kindly ask people to put their phones away. That’s usually all it takes. 

How pedestrian these choices are. I miss having a boring-ass president. 

This guy needs to lighten up a little.

Podmass, 2014: You’ll be highly entertained by the latest episodes of Comedy Bang Bang, Hollywood Handbook, and You Made It Weird.

Sarah is a national treasure and not racist in the least. Remember when context mattered? Remember when most people could be relied on to have a sense of irony? We’re all embracing a stupid literalism now. It’s maddening.

Maybe it isn’t. I wonder how today’s college kids feel about it. In the early 90's, when I was a freshman, announcing your love for it was a way to tell people you were a sensitive literary type. Not sure that’s still the case. Maybe Octavia Butler is the new Salinger?