This is brill. I haven't seen Her yet - it isn't out in the UK for another few weeks - but some of the things you've written reminded me a lot of Robot and Frank, another (terrific) movie which ignores the overworked 'machine gains sentience' plot in order to explore the slippery territory between AI and pure…

People describing what Benedict Cumberbatch looks like is always funny. The best ones I've heard so far are "a Golem made of curd cheese" and "like Sid the Sloth from Ice Age, but in a sexy way".

It got more than I was expecting to, actually - Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor and Best Supporting Actor is not a bad set. I was expecting it to be the major snub of the year given how it's gone over with some of the older Academy members.

Whereas "bitches be nagging, amirite?" is the cutting edge of humour?

Aw, Drew. Make all the books of heart-shaped objects you want, just promise me you'll direct another film.

It was Peter Cap-owl-di.

Can we make Unimpressed Martin Scorsese into a meme? It's like Grumpy Cat with auteur credibility!

Montauk Monster's Monster Cock made me howl (and I'm less drunk than I seem on the internet) but I feel we're moving on from cryptozoology too early. Let's brainstorm here:

Of course she is! By even questioning that, you have demonstrated that you may have been fooled by the rocks that she's got.

I am ashamed to say that fat combover Christian Bale was a "yeah, still would" moment for me. Jeremy Renner just made me wonder if he gave Little Richard his hair back at the end of the movie.

Exactly! It wasn't until I read the reviews that I realised Lena Dunham was meant to be "fat and ugly and championing non-traditional body types, so well done you fat uggo!" She just looked normal to me, so I assumed her nudity was meant to be representative of her immense narcissism, a conclusion which the rest of…

Given what their casting sheets looked like when they started off, I really doubt they had colour-blind auditions for the central four characters.

I had to Google that: for a brief, wonderful moment, I thought Cuccinelli had tried, inexplicably, to pick a fight with the director of Heat and Manhunter. You'd lose, Cooch. He'd sic Crockett and Tubbs on you.

There's bound to be potential for mix-up when "If you love someone, let them go" is both your go-to dating advice and your preferred parenting method.

Oh god the level of overprivileged fashion-industry try-hard on that tour will be like an atom bomb.

I'd have thought if anyone's life contained enough people to shoulder blame, it would be Mia Farrow's.

Thinking about it, I've never seen Oscar Isaacs in a sympathetic role. Though I can forgive his character in Robin Hood because he was the only thing giving a jolt of energy to that insanely boring film.

Seconded!

Anyone remember this?