Oy, you bring up an interesting point. I've mentioned this a few times before, so sorry to anyone reading this comment multiple times, but while I've always been outraged when I see racist things reported on Jez, I've never felt physical pain, actually sick to my stomach, until it happened to my particular racial…

Self-defined, unless you're bi, in which case it's based on what everyone else thinks.

Ah, see, I don't give enough of a shit to recognize patterns with most of the writers here tbh, so if that's the case, then I must be off the mark.

It's Florida, that's just the producer.

Oooof. This hits really close to home. A few years ago, I went through a period where nearly every man I dated had some story about the much-older woman he had sex with while he was a very young teen. On the surface, it was always told as a tale of their virility and impressive masculinity, a story meant to make me…

A planet where one gender dominates and sexualises the other? Can't see it happening.

Not genre, but Marshall McLuhan in Annie Hall:

I don't know that I'll see this in theaters, but I'm definitely going to rent the hell out of it as soon as I can. Aronofsky's movies are super interesting if nothing else.

Before. You sign everyone in before Adam and you stick in a "I shall not flee Adam Levine" covenant in the contract.

The saddest part is when they go, "Please forgive us for trying to include people."

Where are our brave keyboard warriors complaining about this misandrist objectification of men? Fapping. They are fapping.

I dismissed him. I love dismissing That Guy.

Not enough dicks on the dance floor

That sums it up! Can we replace the American flag with it, if but for a day?

Well, granted, but I'd still be a little leery of telling my hypothetical children that tonight's Pizza Hut special was paid for by the movie I was in, but, haha, funny story, at first I THOUGHT I was just going to bang some lady in the back of a crummy van! Finish your pepperoni, Tommy.