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Mmmm. I get your point, but it’s tricky.

Yes. I mean it’s a freakin’ superhero movie. Super. Heroes.

Ruprecht’s position is always somewhere between “But consider the other position” and reflexive trolling. It’s not always necessary to counter him.

That sounds horrifying and Puritanical in the
“I saw Goody Proctor shopping at Victoria’s Secret” way.

Peck on the cheek? Double-entendre? Dumb smutty joke? Friendly hug that gets snuggly for two seconds? Or are we talking handjob in the copy room at the office party?

Oh, that’s not so uncommon. 19 years ago in some “chatroom site” (keep in mind this was a different era) I chatted regularly with a few people there. Three I still am in touch with. One I’ve met a few times in person, great guy, and we try to meet over a beer whenever we’re in the same country. One lives in Russia but

I was born and raised and schooled in Tallahassee. It’s not surprising that she’d overlook Miami and Orlando. Every state is more diverse than it seems from looking at a map, and Florida may be amongst the most varied. The culture of Tallahassee with its bureaucrats, students and Old South holdouts, has little in

My pet peeve meter pegs at this. Sure you could also (and more meaningfully) use a metric like percentage of population who viewed a film, but the box office gross bit is ridiculous. Do we measure the success of athletes by their income, not adjusted for inflation?

Not a world I’d invent.

Those are great examples... thanks. I knew there were others but for some reason I was blanking.

The earliest world-building I can think of was L. Frank Baum’s Oz series in the early 1900s. The first book of course inspired the movie, but there was a pretty big series of Oz tomes, most of which I read as a kid and loved in part because of that complete feeling. You knew the rules in the Quadling country or

“As for Mogan Freeman, I haven’t seen any proof that he did anything wrong, he’s also one of the few that is fighting back, which gives me pause as to whether it happened or is another “Aziz Ansari” situation which was just poor communication or taken the wrong way.

When your joke must be explained - repeatedly - it was not a joke but rather an attempt at a joke, one which was perceived as either serious or just confusing.

Sexual definitions of “Gliding” on 3.

Six of one...

I lived in the same town as Rose (her non-screen name) for several years and would see her around now and then, most notably backstage at a theater production when I had to change clothes next to her. That was weird. She always seemed nice enough, though another friend really disliked her personally. Yet another

I dunno. Smith comes across as a pretty decent person who’s genuinely never fit in the Hollywood establishment. And while I’m not Smith or a saint, I am - like him, I suspect - a nerd. Nerds aren’t often invited to hang out with alpha assholes, so sometimes we’re just not in the loop.

I’m afraid I’ll have to see this now. Afraid because I grew up in a trailer park in Florida, with a single mom who tried to give my brother and me an idyllic childhood, even if we did get our clothes from Goodwill and had to act like we didn’t care that we had the special meal tickets at school that the poor kids got.

Agreed on I Appear Missing: I genuinely got chills hearing it the first time. Villains may be grower, but on first listen it seems effortless and fun yes, but doesn’t make me want to repeat it like I did when I first heard Songs for the Deaf.