Maelstrom was the best.

first mistake - reading the comments at The Atlantic. God, that comment section makes me want to go off planet.

This might not be the most beautiful or interestingly shot documentary, but it was sneakily powerful. I cried at the end, anyway. There was something moving (for lack of a better term), about watching someone be thoughtful, engaged, curious and deeply passionate about food, wherever it comes from, and a city as…

Megumi is the best. Secretly made of steel.

Actual conversation had at this year's Comic-Con:
Me: (after seeing my 8th sexy Deadpool) I didn't realize Deadpool was so popular.
Friend: This is like their Gathering of the Juggalos
Me: <mind blown="">

I refuse to believe that Eli Manning has any athletic ability at all. Superbowl ring, schmuper bowl ring. Eli Manning looks like a guy who has intimate knowledge of the insurance market.

Pulling focus is hard, though. That's why you need to hire young, female Camera Assistants.

it's basically Funny or Die: The Company: The TV Show.

The second and third books are way better. Quentin gets roughed up by life and becomes a lot less obnoxious.

The Breakbills stuff to me read like Ivy League fetish porn/PTSD.

this entire movie sounds like an epic Duran Duran video.

Michael Peña is a treasure. We should take credit for him as much as humanly possible.

From what I remember from reading Krakauer's book/working on a film on the subject, there is usually only one "legal" wife and the rest are religiously, but not civilly, married (there's a difference!). Because the marriages are not state sanctioned, the non-main wives frequently rely on government assistance,…

Dude, I am still making fun of my mom for her success perm from 1991. The things it's accurate about are painfully accurate.

There is a lot of good stuff in it and it's amazing at capturing a 18-19 year old's self-importance/self-doubt. Is it good all the way through? Not really. I related to Tess's character (especially the stupid shit) way too much, though, so it might have clouded my judgment.

And yet somehow I'm team Sofia on this.

two things does not constitute a gang for banging. At best that's an Eiffel.

C'mon. When was the last time a Yalie was funny on national television (poor Demetri Martin)?

Online bullies are like HYDRA. Ban one account, they create two new ones to tell you how you're too (insert string of nonsensical insults), need to be raped (usually to death with some object), and then spout some weird libertarian nonsense about free speech. The more you ban, the more they raise the ante.

So you're saying you're creepy hot? Noted.